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The food that could have been finely crafted turned into an unpalatable taste, which made Celt feel a little bad when he fell asleep: "Butler."

"Yes, master." The butler did not leave in a hurry, because he had to cover the coffin and take away the cup after the master fell asleep, "What do you want?"

"What kind of blood is this?" Celt frowned and asked.

"This is first-class blood. It was collected just now. Is there any problem?" the housekeeper asked.

The first-class blood is only a little bit worse, and it is still worth tasting, but today's taste is particularly hard to swallow.

"Go get Ian's blood." Selt recalled what happened last night.

The butler did not move, but saluted: "Master, you used a lot of Ian's blood along the way. Human blood is not endless. If you continue to collect it without restraint, you may die suddenly within a few days."

Special-grade blood is extremely precious and tastes good, just like human delicacies, but human hematopoietic function often cannot keep up with the daily needs of blood races.

Vampires need blood every day, and vampires can go without drinking for a few days, but if they are not in a dormant state, problems will occur after ten days, so every time vampires return from a deep sleep, they need time to recover their strength.

Celt didn't want the man to die within a few days, he put down the cup and said, "Forget it, just sleep like this."

After rinsing his mouth, Selt folded his hands and lay down. The coffin was covered with darkness, and the feeling of being surrounded should have made him fall asleep quickly, but the anxiety kept spreading. Then suddenly opened his eyes.

In terms of human blood production preparations, Lin Su needed to rest for a period of time. During this period of time, Celt did not come to him to collect blood, which made his life quite leisurely.

The painting on the canvas has reached the sixth painting. Although no one is watching, Lin Su still paints comfortably.

The host is not in a hurry, and 06 is naturally even less anxious.

Hunting this kind of thing, than who is more patient.

The sun was shining outside, and Celt frowned and drank a glass of blood. The taste that seemed to be mixed with impurities made him a little hard to swallow. It was probably the feeling of humans eating wild vegetables after getting used to delicacies from mountains and seas.

Several cups of blood were arranged in sequence, and Celt tasted them one by one. The tastes were classified according to grades, and each was worse than the last.

"Master, is it still not enough?" the butler asked worriedly.

"The taste is a bit bad, but it's still good enough to maintain the daily needs." Celt half-supported his head and said.

Humans have a limited lifespan. Compared with the eternal life of the blood race, it is not as good as the rabbit's lifespan compared with humans. He can raise Ian better and make him live longer, but he can't do anything except his blood. use.

Subject to a human being, joke.

The time Lin Su saw Celt again was when night fell, under the moonlight outside the house, the beautiful and arrogant vampire was sitting on the balcony looking at the paintings on the canvas, and he didn't even turn his head when he heard the sound of the door being opened : "You draw very well."

The canvas is not the scene of that early morning, but the rose flower under the moonlight. The flying petals are almost transparent, ethereal and shapeless, but it seems that the whole painting is extremely quiet, as if there is only the sound of petals falling.

And there was a person standing among the flowers, that person had silver hair that was more beautiful than moonlight, and he couldn't see his face, only one was standing with his back facing each other, his fingers seemed to be catching the falling petals, but anyone could see that at a glance. Who is the person in the picture.

Lin Su paused: "Your Excellency, are you hungry?"

Celt did feel his teeth itch when he saw him, but if he wants to make this person toward him, he should not be so eager for the time being, and he must treat food with style.

"Who are you painting?" Selt's finger slid across the canvas, such a vivid painter, it is hard to imagine that it was drawn by a human being in a slum.

Lin Su said calmly: "The painting is about you, your posture under the moonlight is very suitable for painting."

He walked up to the canvas in a few steps, stood side by side with Celt and said, "If you like, I can give it to you."

"It's not like a human being born in a slum knows how to paint." Selt looked at the painting and said, if there was no slight improvement in his tone, no one would feel the danger in it.

"This kind of thing pays attention to talent, and besides, I have been using the money I earn from work to study." Lin Su's words are not deceiving, after all, what kind of work he does and how much money he earns are also defined in this way.

Celt said with a slight tone of voice: "Since it's a gift from you, I'll accept it unceremoniously. Do you want any gift in return?"

He turned sideways to ask, the moonlight sprinkled in the pupils, there was a feeling of full water color, this kind of color is not available in human beings, it is exquisite and charming enough to seduce everyone's heart.

Beauty has no boundaries, no matter men, women, young or old, they can't help but look twice when facing a really good-looking person.

What's more, this blood race is still deliberately exuding his charm.

"You can accept it, which is the best reward for me." Lin Su smiled lightly.

When he laughed, he had a particularly warm feeling, but it was this calmness that made Celt feel a little uncomfortable.

He got closer, his arms wrapped around Lin Su's waist, and his waist was close. When the two looked very close, he slightly narrowed his beautiful pupils and said, "You know how to draw me, is it because you have a crush on me?"

The confusion of the blood race is natural, so that some high-quality lambs can be willing to take the bait. When human beings are in a state of excitement, their blood is the best, but when they are fearful and anxious, the quality of their blood will also be different. decline.

"By God, homosexuals will be burned to death." Lin Su said, looking back into his pupils.

"You are here, in the territory of the devil, which means that the Lord you believe in cannot save your life." Selt's tone was a little seductive, "Only by believing in yourself and what you think in your heart, can you be saved." Get what you want."

The two got closer, Lin Su looked down at his lips slowly approaching, and then wiped the corner of his lips with his fingers when there was a faint sarcasm in Celt's eyes: "Your lips It looks like it's got some blood on it."

He brushed it back to a fairly safe distance, and showed Celt the marks on his fingers, just like showing rice particles.

The smile on Selt's lips stiffened a little, and his eyelids narrowed slightly: "Did you see this?"

"No, because you are very beautiful." Lin Su said calmly, "If it were someone else, I might not even remind you."

Celt felt as if he was being pleased. Just now he felt that this was a piece of wood that oil and salt could not enter, and he gave a new response. Unlike other people's obscenity, there was only pure praise in his eyes, and Celt Of course I like the compliment.

"Good boy, here is your reward." Selt pushed Lin Su to one side of the wall, put one hand on the side of his head, and rubbed his lips with the other hand, and when he finished speaking, he bit his lips. Fangs pierced Lin Su's neck.

The taste that was so pure that every cell was jumping made him happy, his fingers clenched unconsciously, and at that moment he even wanted to suck the person in front of him dry.

Until he felt that the emptiness he had felt for many days was satisfied, and when the fangs left there, the wound was healing quickly, leaving only a little blood to be licked away.

The pupils of the blood race who had just been satisfied were extremely red. Lin Su touched the end of his eyes, kissed him there and said, "Thank you for the reward."

Celt felt his heart beat inexplicably, and for a moment a feeling of being let go and being pampered permeated, but how could he be pampered by human beings, which is a dignified blood race, it sounds like a joke.

Obviously they are two different races who are eating and being eaten, but after this hearty eating, they can still sit on the balcony and talk. To be exact, Lin Su thinks that it is time for him to sleep, but His Excellency the Prince does not intend to leave , intending to develop feelings.

He wanted to cultivate feelings, so of course Lin Su would follow his advice, move chairs and put them on the balcony, and put blood like red wine for him to taste.

The wrists were bandaged, and there was still a thick smell of blood there. Celt had never seen such a decent human being, but he had to say that he was pleased when the food was particularly obedient.

"Extend your hand." Selt didn't pick up the wine glass, but gestured to Lin Su's wrist.

Lin Su stretched out his wrist, watched the beautiful vampire untie the bandage, then lowered his head and licked it a few times. The saliva of the vampire has the property of speeding up the healing of wounds, otherwise the person whose artery was punctured would not be here. Times have to die, the blood is licked away, and the wounds heal quickly.

It's just that the licking looks like a very beautiful kitten, arrogantly licking, arrogantly plundering everything, arrogantly declaring: "Your blood belongs to me only, and you will not be allowed to waste it by yourself in the future."

"Am I your exclusive property?" Lin Su asked with his healed wrist back.

"In the territory of the vampires, the survival of food depends on dedication and loyalty," Selt picked up the red wine glass and sipped it on his lips. The feeling of pleasure continued, he narrowed his eyes and said, "If anyone Your blood will be available, and you will be cheap."

The blood race is possessive, but these words are definitely for brainwashing.

Lin Su thought thoughtfully: "If I am your property, will you come to rescue me if I am robbed by others?"

There seemed to be expectations in his eyes. If it was another blood slave, Celt would kill the blood who dared to touch his food. As for the blood slave, it doesn't matter whether he returns or not, but the human in front of him can't do it. I can bear to drink such inferior blood for a period of time, but I can't bear to enjoy such inferior taste during the waking hours.

"Of course I will snatch you back and check to see if you have been touched by other blood." Celt drank the blood in the cup.

Lin Su didn't speak, Selt glanced at him and said, "You don't believe me?"

"Yi also said the same thing." Lin Su said calmly.

"But he hasn't come yet." Celt smiled, "And I went to pick you up in person."

"You value me because you want to lure Yi to come here." Lin Su turned his face away and said, "I'm already here, so you don't have to say those deceitful words anymore."

The truth was revealed hastily, and Selt felt that he should become angry from embarrassment, but the man seemed calm, but he seemed to be... sad?

Human beings are always easily bewitched by the appearance of the blood race, as long as they treat them a little better, they will think it is love.

The person in front of him looked calm, but he was actually just a human being.

"I am a dignified blood race, how could I lie to deceive you as food." Selt snorted, "This is the thing the blood race disdains to do the most."

This is what the blood race is best at, and it is also a preferential treatment for special food.

Lin Su was slightly moved: "I hope what you said is true."

Temptation should be stopped in moderation.

This thought flashed through the minds of one person, one blood race at the same time, Selt got up, picked up the canvas and said, "I took it away, thank you for the gift."

He was caught off guard when he came, and he was also caught off guard when he left. There was only a red wine glass on the table, with all the lip marks on it.

Lin Su picked up the wine glass, looked at it twice, got up to rinse the glass, and put it back in a rather special place in the cabinet.

This is the cup used by the blood prince. As a humble human being who admires him, of course he can only express his admiration for the prince in such a cautious way.

Celt took the canvas to his room, threw it to the housekeeper and said, "Frame this thing and hang it in my room temporarily."

"Okay." The butler said as he rolled up the canvas.

What the master wants to do, as a subordinate, of course, knows well, and the food that can make the master so troublesome, that human being is the first.

In the next few days, Selt would still come here from time to time, he would occasionally sit aside and watch Lin Su paint, and occasionally have a conversation.

"What's life like in the ghetto?" Selt asked.

The pen in Lin Su's hand stopped for a moment: "It's a little narrow, there are many people, it will be very noisy, but there are also enthusiastic people."

That kind of place is full of people of all kinds and ranks. Ian grew up there, because his soft temper would always be instructed by others, and he readily accepted it, but his life was not so bad.

"Have you ever been bullied?" Celt asked again.

Human beings always like to bully the weak and the different. The life in front of them is beautiful, but they live in that kind of place, and their temperament is peaceful. It is normal to be bullied.

"It's not considered bullying." Lin Su took a deep breath, and continued to paint with a brush, but he didn't even notice that the lines were crooked, which was obviously in his heart.

"Then am I bullying you?" Celt walked behind him, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and asked very close.

There was a slight feeling of coldness, but more of it was tainted with the aroma of rose flowers. The silver hair was soft, as beautiful as the galaxy in the night sky.

Lin Su lowered his eyes, lowered his eyelids and said, "Of course not, you took me in."

He didn't hear Celt's answer, he hesitated and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Could it be that the only reason I'm looking for you is to eat?" Selt rested his head on his shoulder, seeing the man's moved expression, he really felt happy.

The body temperature of human beings is different from that of the vampires. Their blood has a natural temperature. Drinking such hot blood seems to be able to bring some freshness to the cold body. Obviously it is only a small fragile heart, but to be so warm.

Lin Su was hugged for a while, and moved his arms a little uncomfortably, but he heard a chuckle next to his ear, "What's the matter?"

That kind of voice is alluring to the ear, and it definitely transcends gender.Lin Su took a deep breath and said, "I'm a little numb from sitting."

"Then let me let you go?" Celt asked in a low voice.

This is human beings, just some small favors, some sympathy, will offer a heart, but it is so easy, they can taste the most delicious food.

Celt made a gesture to leave, but Lin Su quickly pulled his hand, and quickly let go after realizing what he had done: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

"It's okay, I allow you to offend." Celt kissed his neck, and when he felt the slight tremor, there was a trace of coldness and pride in his eyes.

The cups specially placed in the cupboard were used by him, the chairs placed beside the bed were used by him, and even the books he touched were placed in special places with special care. Human beings are really... Such a humble and pitiful creature.

Lin Su tentatively touched his fingertips, only squeezed a little and said, "Thank you very much."

"The painting you sent me last time, I had someone frame it and put it in my room, do you want to go and have a look with me?" Selt asked in a low voice, "By the way, would you like to live there tonight?" ?”

This was a blatant invitation. Lin Su sat up straight instantly, his eyes drifted a little: "No need, as long as you like it."

When human beings fall in love, they always feel that the other party is the best, but they are not worthy of it. Such humble emotions are the easiest way for human beings to lose themselves and be controlled by others at will.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Celt smiled, "I like your body temperature, don't make me wait too long."

"...Okay." Lin Su lowered his head and said.

Celt got up and left, leaving behind only a little scent of roses. Lin Su's originally anxious lips curled up, and he looked at the deliberately crooked stroke on the canvas with a chuckle, and picked up the brush to paint again, but Save that mistake.

Such small thoughts are humble and easy to be seen. The blood race is close to immortality, but the little guy doesn't live as long as him, so he writes his arrogance on his face.

【What does the host want to do? 】06 found himself in the blind zone again, which is the legendary immovable zone.

[Teasing back. 】Lin Su finished painting a picture and cleaned the ink off his hands.

The allure of the blood race is innate, but he is acquired. Whether he can be hooked is not all based on his face, but also on his emotional intelligence and strength.

If he was teased by a human being whom he thought was extremely weak, the scene and expression would be quite amusing.

When dealing with vampires, any fragility and humbleness will only make them take it for granted.

Count the time, it's almost here.

The full moon turns around, and when the half moon passed, the night outside fell into complete darkness. We could only light candlesticks inside the house. Under the warm light, Lin Su was flipping through books. These books were given by Celt, and Lin Su said To know how to read, he specially found it.

For Lin Su's current roles, this kind of thought is of course extremely touching and cherished. Every time he flips through the book, he must wash his hands first. The book has been flipped several times, and the pages are still brand new.

This is the sixth time it has been opened. Lin Su has to do one thing, so no one will find any clues in such details. The wind outside is howling, as if it is going to rain.

Lin Su was going to get up and close the window, but when he got up, his thoughts moved slightly. When he turned around, the heavy curtains were swept away by the strong wind, and the man standing there looked at Lin Su with blood-red and cold eyes.

This scene looks a bit like a hero saving the beauty, but Yi Zhelai broke the sense of this picture with one sentence: "I found you." They made an appointment to see each other, naturally not for the sake of reminiscing about the past, but because of Lin Sujie dropped his hand.

"You're here." Lin Su was about to walk over, when he heard a cadenced inquiry voice from the door, "Master First Ancestor is here, why didn't you say hello?"

"Selter." Yi Zhelai looked at the blood prince who just came in and said, "I heard that you are looking for me."

"I just want to welcome the return of the ancestor." Celt laughed.

The strong wind outside the house blew out the candlelight, and everything here was plunged into darkness, only two pairs of blood-red eyes looked at each other, like beasts hidden in the night.

But just when Yi Zhelai was about to leave, a dark red light array rose from the ground, dispelling the darkness in the room. The center of the light array was where Yi Zhelai was, and the light array kept expanding to match the bright outside. The dark red beams of light seemed to resonate.

[The blood-colored net is specially prepared for capturing blood races. The seven-pointed star formation, such a net needs to be prepared for hundreds of years in this era. 】06 analysis report.

That is to say, Celt had longed for the power of the ancestors more than a hundred years ago and was eyeing it.

It took more than a hundred years to prepare, which shows that he is very patient, and his desire for power is almost crazy.

The series of light arrays caused the supplies in the house to collapse and shatter. Yi Zhelai was trapped in it, his feet seemed to be grabbed by countless hands protruding from the ground, and he struggled very hard: "Blood-colored net, you already It's ready."

"To treat the ancestor, of course, we must use the warmest welcome ceremony." Celt smiled extremely happily.

Lin Su stood in a corner of the room, quietly watching the scene in front of him.

After catching the desired prey, Celt's sight did not give Lin Su the slightest bit, but continued to add strength to the net.

Yi Zhelai couldn't move his feet at first, and then that kind of power continued to spread towards his calves. This kind of power is designed to attack the blood race. Once the power spreads above the chest, he will be taken away by the ambitious blood race in front of him without mercy. heart.

He glanced at Lin Su who was at the side, but made him ask for help like a human?Absolutely impossible!

No matter how handsome a person is when he is dying, his face is always ferocious. Yi Zhelai's face is covered with blue veins, his fangs are growing, and sharp nails protrude from the originally slender finger bones.

This is the performance of him exhausting all his strength, but the more so, the more smug Selt smiled: "You can't struggle, just obediently be my caged object."

He can't wait to feel the power of the ancestor.

But Yi Zhelai didn't listen to him, he struggled with his stiff fingers at his side, and the red smoke lingered around his side. This kind of movement made his ever-expanding light array fluctuate, until Yi Zhelai suddenly Raising his hand, there was a sound of glazed tiles breaking.

The red light array is like a shattered mirror, when it floats in the air, it just overflows and disappears, and the aura of Yi Zhelai has not dissipated for a long time.

The room was turning from light to dark, but the surprise on Selt's face didn't come away in time, but the surprise turned into arrogance in an instant: "So what if you left, isn't your little cutie my wife?" .”

Yi Zhelai glanced at Lin Su suspiciously, obviously not understanding what the blood prince was talking about.

There was obviously no irritation on his face, Selt frowned and looked at Lin Su and said, "It seems that he doesn't care about you as much as he imagined."

[The embarrassment of the scene in front of me is 99%. 】06 said.

The premonition that the prince knew that the lung tubes might be blown by the host in the future.

But trying to play with the host's feelings, it's really normal to be unlucky.

After all, the host is generally careless, and if he is careful, he is basically inappropriate.

Lin Su lowered his head and didn't speak. Yi Zhelai didn't want to care about the prince's mental illness anymore. He directly swung his claws and attacked Celt's heart.

It's just that Celt is not a human being like Albert, he hides very easily, and when he lifts his finger, the tip of the claw grows out.

One has just been consumed by the bloody net, and the other is only one level behind the ancestor. You come and go, and the two bloods have some wounds on their bodies.

After stopping for a moment, Yi Zhelai touched the scratched neck, Celt touched the scratched cheek, and licked it with the tip of his tongue when he saw the bright red: "It has been consumed so much It’s not bad that the strength can still hurt me.”

The things in the room were directly shattered into debris, they even smashed the door to pieces, one wall couldn't resist the strength of the other wall at all.

If it weren't for the thickness of the castle, it would have collapsed like an earthquake.

There are strengths and weaknesses. When Gun Jun was heard directly from the wall in the flower field, Lin Su stood on the broken balcony and saw the prince who was several times more embarrassed than usual.

His shoulder blade was obviously injured, and the blood stained the gorgeous clothes, which also made his face lose the smile and become extremely hostile.

Yi Zhelai jumped out of the hole, landed lightly on the ground, and walked towards Celt with blood dripping from the tip of his claws: "You are not my opponent."

"The power of the ancestor is really strong." Celt stood up from the ground, patted the petals and dust on his clothes, and said, "But I haven't lost yet."

Yi Zhelai glanced sideways at Lin Su who was standing there. With the strength of that human being, he should not be trapped by Celt. He must have other purposes here. The biggest threat here is not the overconfident man in front of him. Prince, but that man.

It took a lot of strength to break free from the bloody net. If he killed Celt again, he might not be that person's opponent.

If that person can let go once, there may not be a second time.

Lin Su smiled, turned around and entered the room. Such a gesture seemed to mean that he would not participate in the war. Yi Zhelai looked at Celt again, and Celt naturally saw the scene just now. He sneered and said, "I thought you didn't care, but it seems you still do."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yi Zhelai gathered the strength of his claws and attacked him.

Celt went directly to meet him, and at the moment of approaching, he slightly turned his heart, and directly grabbed Yi Zhelai's shoulder blades. A smug smile: "That's all."

"You won't be so lucky next time." Yi Zhelai touched his bleeding shoulder.

As the first ancestor, he has never been in such a state of embarrassment, and even a mere prince dares to covet his heart and soul.

The gap between the prince and the ancestor is not just the speed of strength. Yi Zhelai's claws were once again filled with red smoke, and when he rushed towards Celt, the speed of the smoke was faster than him , like a shrunken bloody net, directly stopped Celt, who was just about to leave, and looked at his feet.

It can't move there, and the sharp claw has reached the position of the chest cavity.

Is it over here?

Approaching eternal life, if it cannot reach the peak, seems to be meaningless.

Celt closed his eyes, blowing the hair on his forehead with force, but the feeling of pain and suffocation did not come for a long time, as if being blocked by something.

Celt opened his eyes, looking at the sharp claws that were close at hand but held by a hand stretched out from behind and the dangerous expression on Yi Zhelai's face, which could stop the power of the blood ancestor's full blow, his There should be no such blood race in the castle.

"Aren't you not involved in this matter?" Yi Zhelai looked at the grasped wrist and said.

He knew that this man was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful. Such a human being was definitely a great threat to the blood race.

"I don't intend to intervene in your fight, but the premise is that you can't kill him." Lin Su wrapped his other arm around Celt's waist, and with only a light force, he let him recover from that kind of being trapped. Freed from bondage.

Celt froze for a moment when he heard the familiar voice, and when he turned his head and saw the face that was considered beautiful among humans, he felt extremely absurd, clenched his fists tightly and said, "You lied to me?! "

"Didn't you lie to me too, everyone... each other." Lin Su hooked the tip of his nose, lowered his head and smiled, "You seem very angry."

The teasing, deceit, self-righteous complacency, and this human being's spectator all made Celt feel that the dignity of his blood had been greatly challenged.

"No one dares to put my dignity on the ground!" Celt gritted his teeth.

"You are only allowed to deceive others, and others are not allowed to deceive you." Lin Su pinched his chin and said, "Honey, although you are beautiful, you can't be so unreasonable."

Celt's chest heaved violently, his claws were charged with power, and he grabbed it when he was caught off guard, but he was easily blocked by that hand, and he couldn't even get close.

"The real murderer." Lin Su pinched his fingertips, and when he let go, his whole body retreated three meters away, and he couldn't resist for a while.

Selt's pupils were blood red, he stared at Lin Su, and smiled angrily, "You're not Ian at all!"

"Why did he think you were Ian?" Yi Zhelai asked indifferently.

"Because it was Ian who came here originally, he didn't tell you about our exchange?" Lin Su asked with a smile.

"He said that you went to the shrine instead of him." Yi Zhelai's indifferent eyes were thoughtful, "so here is..."

"The shrine that the Holy See talks about." Lin Su said with a smile, "This is a deal between the Holy See and the Blood Race."

"He wants to use Ian to lure me?" Yi Zhelai asked.

"The result is the same." Lin Su spread his hands, no matter what the reason for the ancestor to come, the bloody net will be broken, and Celt will fail.

In the original world line, Ian begged to let Celt go, and the ending is the same now.They had a conversation with one person and one blood clan, Celt had never been teased by humans like this, even if he was defeated by Yi Zhelai before, his face had never been so hot.

"Do you think I don't exist?" Celt's fists were clenched tightly.

"Baby," Lin Su gestured to his sharp claws, "You can't beat me now."

"Who the hell are you?" Celt stared at him closely.

"The former alchemist of the Holy See?" Lin Su hesitated.

"There must be a limit to lying." Celt could hardly maintain his restraint. "Even the knight commander of the Holy See is not my opponent. You say you are an alchemist?"

"It's not anymore, it's a free-range vampire hunter now." Lin Su rubbed his chin and said, "Yes, this is it."

"Vampire hunter..." Selt laughed flamboyantly and recklessly, "Then why didn't you kill me?"

Before Lin Su answered, Yi Zhelai who was at the side suddenly asked, "Do you like him?"

"Don't you think he's pretty?" Lin Su laughed.

"Strigoi don't like humans, just like humans don't like their own food." Yi Zhelai said.

"There are exceptions to everything, just like humans can marry any race and creature." Lin Su looked at Celt and said, "If you think it's not even, you can come to me."

He turned around to leave, Selt's finger bones clicked, and he grabbed his back directly, but the man seemed to have eyes on his back, and directly grabbed his claws with his backhand, The reflexive force directly twisted Celt into his arms, and a mithril cross had already reached his heart.

There was no smile on that smiling face, only bone-chilling coldness: "I said you can't beat me, are you so sure that I will let you go again and again?"

His aura at this time is completely different from usual. The mithril that is on the heart only needs to be pushed in, and it can easily take his life, leaving him without the strength to fight back. This kind of him made him tremble a little, He had never seen such a powerful human being.

No, is he really human?

"You think I'm afraid?" Celt swallowed and said.

The mouth is quite hard.

"Of course you won't be afraid, but it would be too much of a disadvantage to die like this." Lin Su smiled suddenly, as if the ice and snow had melted to reveal the verdure of the mountain, "If you want to play, you have to admit defeat, or you will win , isn't it too unfair, and my strength is stronger than Yi Zhelai's, you might as well come to me to play with him."

Celt hates being weak and yearns for being strong, and the fact that this man is strong is right in front of his eyes. He is tempting him, and he has no resistance to such a bait: "Will you tell me the secret of your strength?"

"As long as you beat me," Lin Su rubbed the corner of his lips, raised his chin and kissed his lips, hooking his little fangs amidst the exclamation from the castle, " This is the reward for letting you go this time."

After a kiss, he let Celt go, turned around and entered the stables, pulled out a horse and rode on it and said, "This horse is the reward for donating blood during this time, Mr. First Ancestor, why don't you go? "

Yi Zhelai understands that today this face is to be given. Blood races have possessive desires for food, and human beings also have possessive desires for lovers. The lesson for Celt today is enough: "Let's go."

He disappeared from the jungle, Lin Su also clamped the horse's belly, winked his right eye at Celt and smiled, "By the way, my name is Lin Su."

He rode away, leaving Celt alone among some dilapidated flowers. He stood alone, and even the housekeeper didn't dare to disturb him. After all, he was humiliated by that human. His current anger should be similar to that of a volcano. Like an outbreak.

Celt touched his lips, and this was the first time anyone else dared to kiss him regardless of his wishes, ignoring the fangs he regarded as a weapon.

But since he was released, it means that he still likes him, or like this appearance, since he likes this appearance, it means that there is a possibility of winning.

As long as he defeats that man first, and then obtains the blood of the ancestor, he will stand at the top of this world.

Celt straightened his collar, turned and stepped into his castle, the steward and attendants bowed their heads: "My lord prince."

"Restore the castle, and order me the most expensive clothes at the moment." Celt raised the corners of his lips, and the red in his eyes lit up.

The struggle will officially begin now, Lin Su... heh