[Blood] Shura's Castle

The pupils of all the uninvited guests trembled.Ignoring McGee's anger, she paced down the stairs slowly, stretched out her long and slender hand and pointed towards the banquet hall: "Everyone, don't be impatient, please take a seat first, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Seeing that the Duke was so careless, McKee was almost furious.He could see that the duke, who didn't even have a name, was avoiding the important ones. Auston's disappearance was absolutely inseparable from her, but because there was no strong evidence to prove that it was the duke's hands, he could only watch her and himself. Do Tai Chi.

Slowly stepping into the main seat, even though his body was still in pain, and the spiritual power in his body was rushing wantonly, the Duke still endured the pain with a calm smile on his face.The young and beautiful maid poured wine for several people. She took a sip from the wine glass and said, "I'm not feeling well recently, so it's been a long time since I visited the territory. Please forgive me for my negligence."

Deliberately retracting the concealed spiritual power, the pale skin was revealed again under the crystal lamp.Between light and shadow, the Duke's skin seemed transparent, and his black hair was bound by a silver ribbon embroidered with intricate patterns.The Viscount Le Senbai on the opposite side stared at her intently, as if they were dazzled by her beauty.

"Of course it's not your fault."

McGee gritted his teeth and said, his masseter muscles were tense, and his eyes were extremely terrifying.He was in distress, so he could only give those viscounts a hard look to vent his anger.The viscounts were forced to look away quickly, looking unwilling.He wanted to take this opportunity to vent his anger at her late arrival, but instead he let her kick the ball back, and he also brushed off his fault for being rude, after all, he would naturally stay in bed to recuperate when he was unwell.In addition, if there is any unpleasantness in the subsequent conversation, he has no excuse to use force, otherwise he will get the reputation of "taking advantage of others' danger" and "bullying the weak".Although he did come here with such an idea, he didn't want to be criticized for it.

However, as the prince of the opposing faction Sabat, McGee led a duke, three marquises, and six viscounts to Shura Castle, the domain of Duke Rose of the Vanjo family, who is a member of the secret party, to ask for an explanation. And at this time, there are only two nobles, the Duke and her butler, in Shura Castle, and no other blood nobles are there.If this matter gets out, no one will believe me if I say that I am exercising my legitimate rights.

"I don't know anything about His Royal Highness Auston," she looked into McGee's eyes sincerely, and replied unhurriedly.McGee's originally smoky eyes instantly lit up red, which was a sign that he was about to release a large amount of spiritual power, "However, Gavin told me that there seemed to be radicals from the Zmisch family active around recently, and... ..." She stopped her voice suddenly, and the silver-haired butler next to her nodded to indicate that the source of the news was indeed him.

"And what?" the nobles of Le Senbai couldn't hold back and blurted out hastily.They had heard about the activities of the Zmich radicals.

"Moreover, my subordinate was also attacked, and even his weapon was damaged." The Duke's voice was flat, but his face was trying to suppress his anger.As soon as the voice fell, a figure was pushed out.He was sitting in a wheelchair, his right arm was covered with bones, and there was a long scar on his face from the corner of his left eye to his right jaw.Beside the figure, two male servants were holding his weapon—a golden broken sword that was only half left, with jagged gaps on the body.On his left cheek is also branded a symbol that looks like a dragon with its head and tail wrapped around it.Of course McGee knew it, it was the coat of arms of the Zmich family.And those radicals will indeed brand the family crest on the "trophy" as a demonstration.

"You also know that the Tsmihi have the ability to disguise. In addition, if you use a noble's weapon to attack, the traces of spiritual power left behind will also have the spiritual power of his weapon." The Duke's voice suddenly became extremely cold.The calm expression disappeared without a trace, and there was a shocking chill in her eyes, "Zmixi belongs to Sabat and is led by Le Senba. Then my subordinates were attacked by them, Le Senba Should you give me a reasonable explanation?"

McGee almost crushed the wine glass in his hand.He glared at the Duke viciously, as if he was about to lose his temper at any moment.

Obviously, he came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, but the other party took advantage of him.The meaning of the Duke is obvious. Auston's disappearance has nothing to do with her. Even if there are traces of the spiritual power of the Vanjo clan on his saber, it was used by the Zmixi militants to attack her subordinates and destroy his weapon. Evidence produced by borrowing a knife to kill someone.The hilt of that sword is so long, it is obviously unreasonable for the blade to be so short. In addition, the Zmixi family emblem branded on the owner's cheek can be seen by anyone who is right or wrong.Even if some of them saw it with their own eyes and wanted to know the truth, she was ready to say that - the Zmixi have the ability to disguise themselves, and they can pretend to be other blood races and blame others.In addition, not only did she "perfectly" explain the reason for Auston's disappearance, but she also gave him a slap in the face—Zmixi belonged to the Devil Party, and she even attacked the Fanzhuo members who belonged to the Secret Party for no reason. Mori's leadership is dereliction of duty.

The duke's explanation is reasonable, and the questioning is also loud.McGee couldn't sit still, and the idea of ​​using force to take advantage of Auston's disappearance also came to naught.The Duke of Fanzhuo was injured, and his subordinates were also attacked by the demon party. If he used force at this moment, it would be a murder to silence the public, and it would be a move to openly provoke the hatred between the demon party and the secret party.Although the two parties regard each other as a thorn in the flesh and wish to get rid of it at any time, their strengths are comparable. Therefore, out of the needs of the leaders to balance the situation, even if small frictions continue, no major vicious incidents have occurred.

Originally, he could use the reason that Auston was missing and killed in her territory to enforce the law and get rid of the Duke, but now he has learned nothing.If this duke nicknamed "Rose" who has no name but is well-known in the Vatican family and even the entire secret party is killed, it will definitely cause an uproar.So he could only pretend to take a sip of wine, cleared his throat, and showed a fake smile to the Duke: "Sorry, Duke Rose. Regarding the disappearance of Prince Auston and the attack on your subordinates, we will definitely investigate with all our strength .I am extremely sorry for what happened to your subordinates."

The Marquis who asked the Duke just now opened his chair and bowed deeply to the Duke under McGee's gesture. The Duke nodded coldly, and the dark light in his blue eyes surged.

Then Le Senbai and his party left.

The Duke stood up wearily, and the chaotic spiritual energy that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly surged again.Unable to hold back for a moment, blood slipped from the corner of her lips, and the enchanting blood red slowly melted in the transparent wine, like a bloody lily blooming.

"Master Duke!" The butler rushed forward to support her crumbling body. He even felt that the Duke's body temperature was lower than that of normal blood, which could be called biting cold.

The Duke slowly stood up straight, gently pulled out his hand, and looked at the horrible figure over there: "Marcus, you did a good job this time."

The figure slowly took off the mask on his face, where there was still the scar and the brand of the dragon, it was clearly a very delicate face, with an expression of reverence: "Your Excellency, you are truly unparalleled in intelligence."

"Thanks a lot."

The Duke said softly, and gave Gavin a wink.Gavin immediately raised his hand. Under the emerald green light, the handsome man's bony arm gradually recovered, and the Duke nodded at him after his arm recovered, "You don't have to do this, just show yourself."

"It is my honor to serve the Lord Duke! Without the grace of the Lord Duke for saving my life, my subordinate would have been killed by the demon party long ago!" The handsome man knelt down on one knee and gritted his teeth.

"Get up, Marcus. Don't always call yourself a subordinate."

"Yes! Your Excellency the Duke." The handsome man got up, bowed to the Duke and bid farewell.This vampire named Marcus, on the surface, doesn't look like much masculinity, but he is actually the most powerful and powerful warrior in the Duke's army.

The Duke is almost at the limit of his patience.After talking so much, I also played Tai Chi with a large group of vicious members of the Devil Party.Although McGee's spiritual power is not as good as his younger brother, the red-haired and red-eyed evil prince Auston who faced her that night, he is also a pure-blood after all.Although I hide my strength, it is absolutely powerless to deal with him with such a serious injury. Not only can I not retreat completely, but I may even die.No matter how talented and powerful she is, the difference between the duke and the prince is two levels. It would be very difficult for her to fight like this, not to mention that there is a duke and three marquis behind him. They are all excellent fighters who have experienced the thousand-year jihad and grew up in blood and fire, and the outstanding nobles of the Le Senbai family.Finally, she let out a long sigh of relief, withdrew the spiritual power attached to her face, pulled back the quilt and lay back on the big soft bed.As soon as she fell into bed, she passed out again.

The dark clouds gradually disappeared together with the moon, and the sky was covered with stars.

After watching the anime, Leng Xing was still not tired. She was bored and searched for things she was interested in, until...

"Vampire?" she whispered in surprise.

On the screen of the notebook, the headline of a piece of news immediately caught her attention.

——The man lost all blood in his body and was sent to the hospital. People in the know called it a crime committed by a vampire.

On the large picture under the title, the blood hole on the man's neck is clearly visible.His face was pale and his pupils dilated, which was clearly a sign of excessive blood loss.

A gust of icy wind rushed into the window unexpectedly, and Leng Xing couldn't help shivering.

She stood up and closed the window, then saw herself in the mirror with disheveled hair.Suddenly she felt very sloppy, so she got up to look, but...

"Huh? Where's my ribbon?"

Searching left and right, ignoring the appalling news, Leng Xing was full of anxiety, she turned the whole house upside down, almost took down the ceiling, but there was still no ribbon traces.Leng Xing's heart ached, she bit her lip, her face turned pale.

It's the only thing left, the last thing.

After that disaster, she had nothing left.No home, no relatives, no friends, penniless, alone.

She didn't know who else she could trust, and she didn't know how to live.

Her thoughts went back to that night, when the cold wind was howling, she had nowhere to go, she could only wrap her thin clothes tightly and curl up in a corner of the street.The only thing that accompanied me was the ribbon, which was completely opposite to my ordinary clothes, embroidered with exquisite patterns, made of expensive materials, and inlaid with precious stones.

She clutched the ribbon tightly, sobbing helplessly in the cold wind.She didn't even notice that the palm of her hand was bloodshot from being pierced by nails.

Looking at her hands in panic, she couldn't believe that she had lost the only motivation to accompany her for a long time. Finally, cold tears slid down her cheeks and hit the floor drop by drop, splashing small splashes.

Even when she was wrapped in the quilt, she couldn't feel the slightest warmth.It was all cold within reach, her eyes were still open, she looked blankly at the night sky outside the window.

The moon was dark and the stars were sparse, there was no light in the sky, even the street lamps were flickering, and the tiny warm light seemed to be swallowed up in this endless darkness.

It was midnight.

The author has something to say: I have to say that the duke is really black-bellied... [Everyone: Can you write it yourself!

Regarding the matter of Marcus, the Duke had actually prepared for a long time, but it was just a double act with the housekeeper, but she herself was not expected to be cursed by Auston... It’s still to blame for the ribbon, the Duke wanted to Isn't it possible to be hit by watching it in a daze!

It has to be said that McGee really harbored evil intentions. In fact, he was the murderer who assassinated the Duke.

chapter3 storm

If you worry about something happening, it's more likely to happen.

——Murphy [US]

After the National Day holiday, Leng Xing's relaxed life also temporarily came to an end.As the officer of the Student Union, she not only needs to follow up the various activities of the department, but also needs to cope with the increasingly heavy schoolwork.And, out of the needs of subsistence, she still continues to work as a living.Although it has changed to three times a week, the time and frequency have been reduced compared to before, but everything added up, it is not easy for Leng Xing.She looked as if her shoulders were as sharp as razor blades, and her body was as thin as a bamboo pole. It seemed that she would be blown down at any time in the occasional cold October wind.

After another day of five big classes, Leng Xing was dizzy, physically and mentally exhausted, her footsteps were sloppy, and her backpack, bulging like a dynamite bag, shortened her height by three centimeters. There are several pages of notes in the reference book, either explaining the key points of knowledge or the process of advanced mathematical calculations, or sorting out chemical names, and the other hand is constantly pressing the phone-the so-called event planning can indeed make life worse. die.Leng Xing thought so, completely unaware that when he lowered his head and walked, he encountered darkness.

——It's the son-in-law who makes trouble for her all the time.

Since she rejected his courtship, her workload in the student union has almost doubled.God knows why she changed her mind to join such a time-consuming and labor-intensive student organization. At the beginning of the semester, she was not a good minister, and when she ran out of good seats, she rushed to become an officer at the bottom of the food chain... She must be so-called The mind was confused by the development, the thinking was disturbed by the so-called scholarship, and the brain was affected by the so-called security research rights, and she did such an idiotic stupid thing that she wanted to slap herself.And it's so hard to die, that young master is her immediate boss - Mr. Minister.

If she had been the Minister of Rao Shizi back then, she would be on an equal footing with this abominable brother now, instead of being controlled by others like now... She gritted her teeth, full of resentment in her heart, completely oblivious to the fact that the thin set of problem solving exercises was driven by her resentment The strength of the hand squeezed almost to death.

"Leng Xing, has the event plan been written yet?"

Brother Gongzi's voice is very soft and his eyes are friendly, but why does he look like a devil with a joking smile on his mouth to her.She even saw the horns on his head and the tail behind him.

"Not yet, Lan Zhuo."

"It's been three days..."

The boy's face was full of helplessness.

"But we are full of classes for three days!"

Unable to restrain the resentment in his heart anymore, Leng Xing interrupted him impulsively, his fists turned white.If it weren't for this nasty Lan Zhuo, why would she have slept so late these days, going to bed at two o'clock every day, getting up at six o'clock, and having to work every now and then, God can't hold it!Her dark circles are about to match that of a panda!If I hadn't always been barefaced, I might have been ridiculed by a bad friend as the so-called "smoky makeup".If things go on like this, I must be insane.Lord Buddha Allah, why don't you old people take this devil away quickly? !In the final analysis, it was because of my lack of IQ and lack of brains that I accidentally fell into the trap.She criticized her own stupidity again in her heart.

"Well, let me teach you how to write an event planning case."

"Teach me...to write a plan?"

Leng Xing hesitated to repeat, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Since when did you become so kind?The sun is probably coming out from the north, right? !She wouldn't say west or south. On Venus and Uranus, the sun does come out from the west or south, respectively.

"Well, it just occurred to me that you may not have experience in this area."

Lan Zhuo's smile was kind and harmless, but it made Leng Xing want to beat him up.

suddenly think of?It took you three full days to witness my "incompetence" before you "suddenly" thought of it?Really sensitive responsiveness. "Probably" without experience in this area?Shouldn't it be "certainly"?

Thinking of the miserable situation where life was worse than death these days, she silently slandered.After a while, she raised her head again: "Then thank you~"

It's better than continuing to toss around on her own, she has endured enough of this inefficient state.

"Then, why don't I treat you to a cake, relieve your tremendous pressure these days, and teach you how to write a plan by the way?"

"Well, it's best, thank you." Since you came to the door and wanted to be blackmailed, don't blame me for being rude.Who caused me to be tortured these days until my brain cells died in pieces?

Lan Zhuo showed a child-like smile.

If Leng Xing saw it, he would be surprised.He has always been known for his "cold and noble" facial expressions. He is arrogant and cold, and looks not grounded at all. This is one of the main reasons why Leng Xing doesn't like him.Because she felt that the atmosphere around such a person was too oppressive, and there was no joy at all, which made her very uncomfortable.

However, at this moment, she was only thinking about the late break time that was about to go to waste.She was really sleepy, and her brain was running extremely slowly like a machine with rusty gears. If it wasn't for the powerful thoughts supporting her, I'm afraid she would soon perform a scene of "close your eyes and it will be dark".

Lan Zhuo walked unhurriedly with a contented smile. Contrary to the people next to him, he was full of energy and his eyes were bright, as if he had just won the 500 million lottery. "The repertoire.

In this way, one of the two was worried, the other was beaming, and they crossed the road and alley, and came to a cake shop.

Leng Xing didn't expect that he would bring her to her part-time job.

Seeing the owner of the cake shop personally serving himself as an employee, Leng Xing felt an indescribable sense of disobedience.It is obviously an exquisite pastry, the golden cake is baked just right, exuding a tempting aroma, the snow-white fresh milk melts in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, and the red jam, delicate flowers... But, she Very troubled, while apologizing to the considerate and considerate boss in my heart, I couldn't eat the impeccable cake at the same time.

No matter how confused Lan Zhuo is, no matter how low his EQ is, he can see her abnormality. Besides, he is not confused, and his EQ is also at a normal level.Besides, with the girl he likes, he is like the latest version of the radar turned on and becomes extremely sensitive.Lan Zhuo asked Leng Xing softly if he didn't like the pastries here. Leng Xing's thoughts wandered, he hesitated, and he could only say that he was under too much pressure recently, so he was not in good spirits and had a bad appetite.

After all, the boss didn't care about her unexcused absence from work that day. Even if she called to ask for leave, it would still cause inconvenience to the boss and other employees.Not only that, but he was considerate and did not reveal her identity as an employee.

The strong Leng Xing doesn't want others to know that he is different from them.

Lan Zhuo didn't know how to respond, so he could only nod mechanically, feeling guilty in his heart.If he hadn't assigned Leng Xing so much work, even if Leng Xing was tired, he would definitely not be as thin as he is now, with two big dark circles under his eyes - even if she didn't wear glasses, other people would think that thick The eye circles are automatically defaulted to glasses.Yes, try to go to bed at [-] o'clock every day, start at [-] o'clock, the classes are full during the day and night, and you have no time to eat at noon to catch the school bus. The working life of the Student Union.Nothing can be delayed, but time often conflicts, you should give it a try, it is obviously more difficult and more desperate rhythm than the third year of high school.

He thought, Leng Xing has no work experience, and if he really can't make it, he will definitely ask him for help, so that he can have more opportunities to get in touch-after all, love starts with good feelings, and good feelings start with contact, if Leng Xing has nothing to do with him Know, how could he have a chance.However, he really underestimated Leng Xing's strong and stubborn, or dead-headed nature.She just wants to bear it all, even if she stays up all night and fights hard.As a result, things developed in a completely unexpected direction. The original intention was to enhance feelings through work, but now a lot of work has stimulated Leng Xing's nerves, and instead led to her loathing for herself.

A gust of gloomy wind whistled past the window, and black clouds overwhelmed the city, full of ominous atmosphere.

However, no one noticed the abnormality outside. Lan Zhuo took out the event plan given to him by the previous minister, and patiently explained to Leng Xing: "The event plan has a certain format. First of all, we must write clearly the time of the event, Location, personnel, theme and content, etc. Of course you have done a good job on this, but you still lack some experience in the design of the theme and content..."

Obviously, you can just give her the template and let her read it by herself.

Leng Xing slandered for a while, why did he ask her out with such a big fanfare, it was a waste of time!After all, she really had a lot of homework today, and the beautiful, kind and lovely 50-year-old Obasan English teacher who has always declared that English class is a relaxed and leisurely "afternoon tea" arranged for them a full meal for them today, which can be called a full meal of Chinese and French. The homework of the big meal gave her a headache just thinking about it.Besides, people who didn't know thought they were dating.

However, in the next second, her heart was filled with guilt again.Lan Zhuo just wanted her to do better and better. As a minister, he was not much easier than himself. As a medical student, he still needed to complete his homework, but he still made time to patiently Teach yourself, even if you don't thank him, you shouldn't have such thoughts.

He didn't know what he needed to work for.

Besides, it's been a long time since anyone took care of her like this.

Leng Xing had mixed emotions in his heart, and his thoughts drifted back to the past.

When she was young, her parents doted on her very much. Even if she was not as lofty as the eldest lady, she could still be said to be held in the palm of her hand.However, an unprepared disaster, an accident that can even be called ridiculous, her parents died in the accident, her family's company went bankrupt due to the financial crisis, and all the wealth disappeared in an instant, and she lost everything. Living a comfortable life without even a shelter, I can only shiver in thin clothes.

Then he lived on the street, started working at a young age before he suffered from the second stroke, and had to struggle to survive.

She thought that as long as she worked hard, she could change her destiny. She went to work every day in order to earn her tuition in advance; she studied extremely hard and her grades were among the best...

However, with jealousy and dark psychology, she couldn't understand her excellence, and someone revealed the fact that she had to struggle to survive.

Even, unbearable rumors spread everywhere...

The ridicule came like a flood, and she was powerless to escape.

No one to protect, no one to look after, only merciless mockery and insult.

So, why are you still demanding, you obviously want warmth, when others give it, why do you have to speculate like that?

She recovered, smiled and said, "Well, it seems that I am still inexperienced."

Lan Zhuo seems to be a playboy, but he is actually a very outstanding student. He has held high positions in the student union for six years in middle school.

"...Well, it doesn't matter if you are inexperienced, you can practice slowly." He scratched his head and said, looking a little at a loss.

In this way, the two finished today's work while sipping the cake and constantly discussing the plan of the event planning.

When it was about to end, there was a sharp sound of chairs hitting from near the door.

The two stood up in surprise, and then witnessed a scene that they would never forget in their lives——

The man with a snow-white complexion and jet-black hair had an evil aura, and his dark red eyes looked like a demon from hell.His fingers tightly grabbed the neck of a struggling young girl, and Leng Xing suddenly recognized that it was the clerk who was working with him.

The girl tried her best to get rid of this terrible fate, but the man's hand was like an iron hoop, preventing her from moving.The long fangs pierced her snow-white neck, and with the sound of Taotie sucking blood, the girl's body gradually became limp, and the breath of life flowed away from her body like a river.In the terrified black eyes, the pupils also began to dilate, and a breath of death enveloped the cake shop.

Leng Xing was stunned in place, the scene in front of her made her bone marrow shudder, her whole body was icy cold, she could not move as if under a petrification spell.

Lan Zhuo recovered from the initial shock.He rushed forward and bumped into the vampire with his shoulder. The vampire, who was enjoying the "deliciousness", couldn't react in time, and was knocked back a few steps.

"who are you?!"

He got up from the ground and looked at the teenager who interrupted his eating with a gloomy expression.

"Stop you devil!"

Lan Zhuo shouted, trying to cheer himself up.

Although he was very afraid in his heart, he couldn't care less about it.If he didn't take action again, that girl would definitely die.

"I'm not interested in boys."

The vampire said fiercely, he kicked Lan Zhuo, the huge momentum made him fly at least five meters, and then hit the glass table heavily.

Lan Zhuo was dizzy all of a sudden, the thick darkness in front of him seemed to drag him into the abyss, and it was very difficult for him to even stand up.However, listening to the footsteps of the vampire walking towards Leng Xing, listening to Leng Xing struggling to wrestle with him, screaming "Don't touch me!" in horror, he gritted his teeth hard and forced himself to stand up again with all his will Get up, walk towards Leng Xing staggeringly, pull her behind him: "Don't touch her!"

Leng Xing looked at him in disbelief, never expecting that the person he hated would risk his life to protect him.

"What are you!"

growled the vampire.With another merciless punch, Lan Zhuo was sent flying by him again. Leng Xing tried to catch him, but he hit the pillar like a falling meteor, making a huge impact sound.This time he fell into a coma.

"do not want!"

Looking at the hellish scene in front of him, Leng Xing let out a cry of despair.The man's icy palm had already grasped her slender neck. Under the bright light, the blood on the sharp fangs glistened, as if Satan was bringing death.

Inescapable, inescapable, falling fate.

"It's beyond your control."

The vampire said greedily, with a satisfied smile on his face after getting the food.He mentioned Leng Xing and slowly approached her.

Her body seemed to have lost all strength, unable to move under the shadow of terror.Closing her eyes in despair, she waited for death to come.

At the moment when the vampire's fangs were about to pierce Leng Xing's neck, a strange yet familiar voice came: "Stop!"

The author has something to say: I have to say that the supporting role is incompetent... In fact, Lan Zhuo is not bad, but there is a problem with the way he expressed his love to Leng Xing at the beginning, which made the first impression not very good... plus Leng Xing's past Unpleasant experience, she can't help feeling disgusted with the characters of the son and brother, maybe it is to vent her anger.Leng Xing is indeed not an orphan since she was a child~ There will be a chapter dedicated to her story later~

The owner of the last voice, you don’t need to guess who it is~

Chapter 4 Farewell (Part [-])

Your figure instantly crashed into the entirety of my visual transmission pathway.

- Leng Xing

is her!

Leng Xing's mind seemed to be electrified.She woke up suddenly, struggling to escape from the inescapable breath of death.

The duke just wanted to buy cakes all of a sudden.If she was a human being, she would definitely be dubbed a "foodie"—looking at the cakes described in the novel, she would be so greedy that she would drool, and then she couldn't wait to drive to the street.

Who said vampires have to drive?Can't they move instantly?

Yes, teleporting into the cake shop in an instant, just like the one holding Leng Xing's neck, must cause panic.

The Duke didn't know whether it was his own luck or Leng Xing's luck.She could even meet up to buy a cake when she went out to buy a cake, but she was still at this critical moment, which made her nervous.

"Who are you?!" Seeing that the visitor was just a pale and slender girl, the vampire recovered from the shock and put on a fierce face again.

"Who am I?" The Duke repeated slowly, pointing at himself, "What do you think?" There was a cold smile on the corner of her lips, and she casually straightened her sleeves.Even though she was anxious to death, she was still calm on the surface.

Don't fight, otherwise Leng Xing will be injured!She secretly warned herself.

On the cuff is the scepter emblem of the Vanjo family, and a rose flower is blooming enchantingly.

Seeing this mark, the vampire trembled with fright, instantly stuttering and inarticulate: "You are...you are..."

Saying that he let go of Leng Xing, he wanted to kneel down on one knee.

The Duke's figure flickered, and he quickly caught Leng Xing who had just been caught by his neck and was almost breathless. Fortunately, Leng Xing was in a state of unconsciousness at the moment and did not notice any abnormalities.

The vampire's unspoken words were stuck in his throat, and the knees that were about to kneel were also held up by invisible forces.While letting Leng Xing lean into his arms, the Duke gently patted her face in an attempt to wake her up, and at the same time said leisurely: "You don't need to say it, as long as you know it."

The vampire hurriedly bowed and prepared to retreat, the Duke turned his face: "Did I tell you that you can go?"

His face turned pale instantly.

After helping Leng Xing to sit on the sofa, and carefully took a cushion and put it behind her, the Duke paced forward, with a faint silver light gushing out from his hand.

"Forgive me, my lord..."

The word "jue" has not yet been uttered, and once again, the words were cut off.The Duke's voice sounded, already filled with anger, "I told you not to say it."

An overwhelming coercion radiated from her body, and the other party prostrated at her feet, unable to even raise her head.

In a moment, the silver light disappeared.

"It turned out to be the No.14 generation, no wonder the self-control ability is so poor."

The voice became colder.

"Please... forgive me..."

He was so choked up that he could barely speak.

"Okay." A captivating smile appeared on his face, but no one noticed the deep chill emanating from the deep blue eyes.

"Thank you, my lord, thank you..." He broke down in sobs.

In an instant, he found himself surrounded by an empty courtyard.

"So that you don't have to die in front of human beings, this will not only expose our identities, but also insult the reputation of the blood race." The Duke added the last half of the sentence coldly.

Who told you to touch someone you shouldn't touch...

"Marcus!"

she beckoned.

"Subordinates are here."

"Send it to the Council of Presbyterians."

"Yes, Your Highness."

He may not know that going to the Presbyterian Church will be more painful than death.

Inside the cake shop.

Leng Xing gradually woke up, Lan Zhuo was still comatose sitting on the sofa opposite.

"Drink a glass of water." Seeing her wake up, the Duke handed her a glass of hot water in time.

"you you you you you……"

Leng Xing couldn't speak a whole sentence for a long time.

You were that girl that day!

Still in the stage of confusion, Leng Xing looked very disfigured.

"Well, it's me."

The duke was surprisingly gentle and didn't care about her rude performance.

"What happened just now?! That man suddenly appeared in front of me, with fangs bared and red eyes like a devil!" Although he knows how to watch vampire anime, he often collects information about vampires on the Internet. She even knows everything about the Thirteen Clans, but if you tell Leng Xing that there are blood clans in reality, she won't believe it even if she kills her, she believes in science.

"Oh, that's a blood race."

The Duke gritted his teeth secretly. He has never seen such a shameful blood race. His self-control ability is really poor. I really don't want to admit that he is the same as me.

"Bloods?! Vampires?! It turned out to be true..."

Leng Xing shouted out in surprise, and then fell silent for a moment.

She suddenly remembered what happened that night, and the figure flying in the air.

"correct."

"Then why didn't he disappear?" Leng Xing touched his neck, there was no blood and tooth marks as imagined, the skin on the neck was flawless, and there was nothing. "Could it be that you put him..."

She remembered the familiar figure flying in the sky that day.

"Do I look that good?"

The smile is harmless to humans and animals, and looks very innocent.

"Then how did he get away?"

"I just gave him some money and told him the people over there