They all love me after wearing them back

Weier looked at the man who had just woken up for a long time, his cold white skin was stained with extravagant blood red, like a succubus reborn after bathing in blood, tempting to fall.

He is not a succubus, but he exists like a "succubus", and he is also a top-notch blood clan with extraordinary charisma.

It's just...he is very weak now, even an ordinary human can easily kill him, dark blue blood vessels can be seen on the porcelain white neck, like slender branches with patterns growing, adding a bit of temptation .

I really want to... lick it carefully.

Weier could hear the man's slight panting, because the vampires couldn't breathe, so to judge whether a vampire was alive, he could hear his panting.

But the general vampires don't pant, except for this special case.

Blessed by the tovir hybrid physique, although his five senses are not as strong as purebred vampires, they are several times stronger than ordinary humans.

His panting sound was very light, as if it would disappear in the next moment, which made Will feel a sense of panic.

Can't!Can't go back to the days of panic all day long, what he needs to do to stabilize his mood.

"My lord, I welcome you to this beautiful world. Oh, no, it should be this world that welcomes you who is so beautiful."

Slick tongue.

Lin Huairan sneered coldly in his heart, wondering if he was affected by this body, he became a little irritable and irritable at this time, his temper was not very good, and he seemed not in a good mood.

[Lin Huairan: System, you said he became a villain?No, isn't he the hero in the original plot? ! 】

[System: It's not because of you! 】

[Lin Huairan: ...? 】

Speaking of this, the system is very angry.

[System: The situation is very similar to the previous one. He abandoned the heroine and turned to take care of you, an old man, and even regarded you as his lifelong faith. Otherwise, why would he take a huge risk to resurrect you? 】

...No, no, no!

[Lin Huairan: No, the death of "I" is also related to him, if it wasn't for him at that time... So, it shouldn't have anything to do with me abusing him, right? 】

[System: ... that's fine, as long as the task is completed.Hey, just now the villain's blackening value has dropped a lot!Alright, the host hasten to deal with the current situation, remember!Be sure to complete the task and don't do redundant things.Here, I would like to give you a warm reminder to the host: Don't use the method you used last time to deal with him, it is very likely to fail. 】

After finishing such a lengthy speech, the system successfully left when Lin Huairan's ears were about to callus.

Weier waited for a long time, but did not get Lin Huairan's answer. There was no disappointment or embarrassment on his face, but a kind of indifference and expectation.

He should be thankful that his king didn't let him go after waking up, nor did he utter any heartbreaking words.

Lin Huairan closed his eyes at this moment, and was actually thinking about countermeasures, but it didn't mean that in the eyes of another person.

It's too contrary for a blood hunter to regard the blood race as his lifelong belief...

From this point of view, there should be no surprises in the task of eliminating the blackening value, the key point is how to get back to the plot!

Because of his death, the plot has collapsed beyond recognition, let alone Weier becoming a villain. If he wants to complete the task of correcting the plot, he must return to the territory of the blood clan.

It seems that this world is not simple...

Weier's wrist was still dripping with blood, but the pain on his wrist was not as unbearable as the tingling pain in his heart. His already pale complexion was even worse. He wanted to stretch out his hand, wanted to...

No, he is such a lowly person, maybe the king didn't want to dirty his eyes, so he didn't want to look at him.

"Since you're awake, you don't have to soak in the bloody bath..."

Lin Huairan: ...!

What? !This pool is full of blood? !

Lin Huairan was dumbfounded. He suddenly opened his eyes. Because of his emotional agitation, his eyes turned blood red unconsciously. Those red eyes became a symbol of the bloodthirsty of the blood race. Weier was ready to donate his blood again.

"Whose blood?"

Lin Huairan moved his fingers, gently paddling the water in the pool, and there were bursts of blood-red ripples, which seemed a bit like a beauty stirring the spring water.

After calming down, the blood prince returned to his noble and glamorous appearance, not allowing himself to be surprised again.

Wilmer was silent and made no answer.

Since he didn't want to talk about it, Lin Huairan didn't go into it. The nature of the blood race made him not reject blood, and the blood was still warm, with an intoxicating taste.

Lin Huairan suddenly felt a little thirsty, and stared at Weier with his blood-red eyes.

Weier saw the deep meaning in the man's eyes. There seemed to be bloodthirsty desire in those blood-red eyes. He had never been looked at like this before.

Although Weier knew that this was dangerous for him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort.

Eager to be sucked blood...?

Fortunately, the bloody eyes didn't exist for a long time. Lin Huairan regained his senses after a while, but his clenched fingertips were still white. He closed his eyes and felt the changes inside his body.

After regaining some strength, Lin Huairan wanted to stand up. After soaking in blood water for so long, although his body was not rotten, it also lacked activity, as if his already cold muscles and bones were even more frozen.

Just when he was about to get up, he realized what a huge problem was, his face changed suddenly, and then he looked at Weier coldly, and said, "Where are my clothes?!"

Weier was pierced by the cold eyes, and quickly lowered his head. He didn't know if he was frightened, and even the answering voice trembled a little.

"I'm sorry... I took off your clothes, you punish me!"

Weier didn't know what to think of, and his eyes became bright.

He was in a kneeling posture at this time, his bent back seemed to have abandoned all dignity, tearing off the disguise, just to calm down his king.

"I punish you..."

Lin Huairan said lightly, her posture was still supremely elegant, the snow-white ketone body soaked in the dark red, it looked very charming and alluring.

"Go get me a suit of underwear."

Will: ...?

"Is it gone?"

The man kneeling on the ground said uncertainly.

"No more, that's all." Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Lin Huairan said impatiently, "Why don't you go soon?!"

Weier shook his head, then hurriedly nodded: "Yes!"

Then he stood up and wanted to leave to complete the "punishment" that the king gave him was not a punishment.

The moment he turned around, relying on his excellent vision, Lin Huairan noticed that Weier's wrist was bleeding continuously, and there was a big gash.

In line with the principle of keeping the task target alive, Lin Huairan said: "Also, remember to take the bandage." "

Although Weier had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to waste time, so he just nodded and left.

Hey, why does my mouth smell like blood...

Lin Huairan suddenly thought of the injury on the man's wrist just now, no way!Did he feed himself blood? !

Just when he was shocked, Will came back. He was holding the costume in both hands, as if it was a peerless treasure, and the bandage was put in the pocket of the coat.

Lin Huairan: The differential treatment is too obvious.

He then knelt down and put his hands on his forehead, solemn and sacred, as if offering a gift to God.

In Weier's mind, the man in front of him is his king and also his faith.

"You put your clothes down first, then come here."

Will would not refute or reject him. He took off his coat, shook off the dust on it, spread it aside, and finally put the set of clothes prepared for Lin Huairan on it, before walking to the man lying in the bath.

Seeing that he was about to kneel down again, Lin Huairan interrupted him, "Stop kneeling, you don't owe me anything..."

It may be that the prince has been in office for too long, and the tone of his speech is unconsciously serious and cold, which makes Weier a little panicked.

He said hurriedly: “No, I owe you a lot, a lot…so this is what I should do.”

Seeing that persuasion does not work, Lin Huairan will not waste his words.

Leave him alone.

Lin Huairan nimbly took the bandage from the pocket of Weier's coat with his fingers, stretched out his hand, and signaled him to raise his wrist with his eyes.

After understanding what the man meant, Weier was a little moved and excited, but still shook his head restrainedly, wanting to take back the bandage from him, "I'll just do it myself, the king can rest more."

"This is an order, and you have no right to refuse." Lin Huairan's tone became colder, and the impatience in his words became heavier.

Weier is not an ignorant person, and he is very afraid that his king will be angry.

The king doesn't deserve to frown on a lowly man like him.

Therefore, he obediently stretched out his arm and put it on his wrist, so that Lin Huairan could clearly see the wound that was still oozing blood.

Although Weier's mixed-blood physique made him more self-healing than ordinary people, his pale face showed that he was not in a good condition.

"Hold it up, don't move around."

Lin Huairan stretched out his hand, wrapped the bandage carefully and meticulously, and helped him stop the bleeding along the way.

The exposure time of this wound must not be short, and it has not healed for such a long time, which is enough to show that he is ruthless. He has put such a heavy hand on his body, and he may have seen the deep bones before.

Weier suddenly became obedient, no, since Lin Huairan woke up, he has always been obedient.

Now he is like a wounded cheetah, with a proud face, but in his heart he is so happy to be wrapped up and cared for by his master.

This kind of him does not have the cruel, cool and handsome appearance of the outside world at all.

Weier is a blood hunter, arguably the strongest blood hunter of this generation.

His physique is one thing, but his physical strength is the result of a lot of blood and tears.

A person who is usually very proud and arrogant will one day be humble to a person, and all his emotions will be drawn by that person.

After bandaging, Weier quickly withdrew his arm, lowered his head and caressed the bandaged wound on his wrist carefully, his eyes softened, and his mood became joyful.

Wang helped him bandage it!He is so nice!

After the joy, he suddenly remembered that his "punishment" had not been finished yet, so he immediately picked up the clean and tidy Chinese clothes, and handed them to Lin Huairan with both hands.

"King, please change your clothes."

Lin Huairan took it over naturally, and was about to put it on, but found that the man was still kneeling on the spot blankly, staring at him with those big eyes.

Looking at him suddenly, it was as if the prey had been locked.

Although Weier rolled his eyes with a smile in time, Lin Huairan still felt a chill from the feeling just now.

Although he restrained his sharpness, he couldn't hide the determination in his eyes.

Lin Huairan had no doubt that under normal circumstances, Weier would have no good looks towards him. If he had a silver sword in his hand, it might directly pierce through his heart.

But if he didn't do that, is that abnormal?

Lin Huairan realized that he suddenly forgot this detail, and forgot to chase people away for a while.