Chapter 17

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He didn't have time to answer the other party's question and subconsciously asked: "Is he dead?"

Roda: "Nearly, on the verge of death. But there is something that can save him."

The green-eyed young man laughed, his delicate handsome face filled with morbid joy, "We'll see today's top drama soon."

At this time, Ruixi, who had tears in his eyes, stepped forward, and then followed Sylvie's instructions and opened his fingers.

Ruixi's eyes were red and she comforted her gently: "Don't be afraid, you will recover soon."

Red blood gushes out, and Ruixi puts the blood from his fingertips into the vampire's mouth.

Within a few seconds, the severely injured and comatose vampire opened his eyes and woke up, and the severe wounds on his body quickly recovered.

The vampire raised his eyes and stared at the blond boy, with enthusiasm and respect in his eyes. He couldn't help shouting hoarsely, "This, this is the bloodline of the ancestor... Lord Xingren..."

Ever since Ruixi discovered that her bloodline was extraordinary, she had been pretentious. Saving many vampires over the years has confirmed this.

Now, hearing this title from the vampire's mouth, he was so excited that his blood almost boiled!

Hearing the word "Xing family", the other injured vampires all looked shocked.

The blood hunters laughed happily, but Sylvie remained expressionless.

He had known about Ruixi's special traits for a long time, but he was half-vampire and had too many unstable traits.

He actually has a better candidate in mind.

Vampires like her, she is weak, easy to control... and beautiful.

His mind couldn't help but picture the young man's fair and charming little face, with eyes as attractive as rose petals.

At this moment, the snow-skinned and black-haired young man was sitting with his long eyelashes drooping, sipping tea casually, his soft lips were redder than before, his black eyes were as pure as water vapor, and his whole person was filled with an indescribable emotion. temptation.

Seeing this, his silver-gray eyes darkened.

14. "Why are you so good at scolding others?"

Ruan Qingshu paused while eating the dessert: "Is Sylvie coming towards me?"

996 sweats: [...yes wow. 】

996 wiped his sweat: [Be aggressive with him, run away with him violently, our baby Shushu is the best at scolding! 】

Baby Shushu: "...Okay."

Roda, who was preparing to greet Sylvie, noticed that the young man lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong, Shushu?"

The little beauty whispered aggrievedly: "He, he wanted to send me to the Dark Realm..."

His voice was timid, like a sad little rabbit, and he wanted to hug his ears and curl up into a ball.

And Silvi lived up to his expectations. After a few pleasantries, he turned the topic to Ruan Qingshu.

"Young Master, how have you considered what happened last time?" Silvi asked.

Ruan Qingshu's face was sullen and her tone was firm, "I remember I refused last time. What do you remember?"

Luo Da knew how tough the blood hunter's methods were. When he saw the boy's pale face, he looked colder and said with a faint smile: "Sylvie, Shushu is weak and cannot withstand your torment. If she accidentally falls into the blood clan, In your hands, how should you explain to the Katis family?"

The handsome prince's green eyes were as cold as ice. He asked, "How can you explain to me?"

Silvi was a little startled. He didn't expect Luoda to protect Ruan Qingshu in this way. At the same time, he was surprised and became more interested in this young master.

Silvi has always disliked useless waste, but Ruan Qingshu is really special.

The young man is like a beautiful and delicate flower, his lingering sweet fragrance powerfully invades everyone present. He is weak and beautiful, innocent and pure, yet extremely charming.

This fragility can simply arouse the evil desires in people's bones.

"Feel sorry,"

Sylvie bowed apologetically, then stared at the young man with burning eyes and said, "But... the young master doesn't really think that Duke Cadiz will protect you, right?"

Ruan Qingshu replied silently in her heart: He doesn't know whether he will protect you or not, but he really cares.

The access control time was raised from ten o'clock to nine o'clock, and the guards around him were strengthened. Stellan even asked the housekeeper to send a message, ordering Ruan Qingshu not to indulge in vampires. To this end, he increased his schoolwork...

Ruan Qingshu wanted to dismiss the person quickly, but said bluntly: "Brother is very good to me, don't try to provoke us."

Silvi didn't know how to restrain himself, and the question became more and more sharp, "You two are not related by blood, why is he treating you well?"

This is considered public information in the circle.

From Silvi's point of view, Ruan Qingshu also knew that she could not rely on the Duke, otherwise she would not be so eager to curry favor with the royal family.

If he could give Ruan Qingshu a generous reward, this little beauty who could seduce all vampires would obediently obey his orders.

Thinking of this, Silvi rolled his eyes and said softly, "As long as the young master agrees to this trip to the dark realm and successfully obtains the blood cup, the church and all the blood hunting families will treat you as a guest, not to mention the glory. "

The gray-eyed man stared at him, his smile filled with inevitable pleasure.

996 was afraid that the little host would be fooled, so he quickly reminded: [There is no need to follow the protagonist's emotional line, honey, reject him! 】

"say it again,"

Ruan Qingshu thought of what the other party had just said and took a deep breath, "I don't care."

The young man's beautiful black eyes, as warm as the night, were filled with anger, as bright and moving as the sparkling water.

"You really don't understand people? Do you want me to scold you for being ignorant and annoying?"

He tightened his thick black eyebrows, and his anger made this beautiful little face even more bright, like... a burning picture.

Expensive, beautiful, and so gorgeous that it makes people want to destroy it.

The unexpected answer made Sylvie's face darken. He stared at the boy for a long time and then said, "I'm sorry, please don't blame me. I hope you have a good time at the banquet tonight."

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