Go upstairs, and when you enter the room and see the blood on the table, your eyes light up.

As long as he has this, he can become the well-deserved king of the blood race.

"So you've always remembered my wish." Selt didn't touch the cup of blood, but simply sat on Lin Su's lap and said.

He wants to become powerful, but it is not enough to rely solely on the accumulation of years. The blood clan seems to be scattered, but there is a strict hierarchy. If the prince wants to have the power of the ancestor, he can only hunt for the blood of the ancestor.

The obsession has always been planted in his heart, even if he temporarily stops his drums for Lin Su, but he will never be really reconciled if he fails to achieve his goal.

"I will remember every word you said." Lin Su smiled, "let alone your long-cherished wish."

No matter people or vampires, they all like to be kept in their hearts and long for blatant favoritism, and Celt is no exception.

"But this is the blood of other blood races." Celt poked the cup and said.

"Just this one time, it's not an example." Lin Su took the cup and said, "You have to get your mind off of him, and only see me."

Celt took the cup, closed his eyes and raised his head to drink. The blood of the ancestor did not have the unique vitality of human beings, but the power contained in it made him addicted to it. It's like relaxing.

No, his strength exceeds this person, which means that the position of the upper and lower can still be changed.

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