It wasn't until he stood on tiptoe to tear the calendar hanging on the wall that he saw the number that had become a double digit, and suddenly he realized that he seemed to have been here for a long time, but it didn't feel like it was long.

He flew out again to eat a full meal, and when he came back, he sat on the windowsill of his bedroom and still thought about it, and he couldn't tell how long he had been here, so he simply got up and knocked the blood bats on the door in the living room, and violently woke up the little things he had taught to "sleep normally" one by one.

After listening to the question, the blood bat with the mosquito coil eye immediately rushed to answer as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, "Thirteen days plus two hours, my lord." ”

After answering in unison, they fluttered their eyes and tried to blink the stars, so that the person in front of them could let go of the place and show that they were tired of the place.

Didn't you get tired of it in less than three days?

Moreover, how could the noble prince live in such a place, and still follow behind a container every day!

And they, since they became gatekeepers from the messengers of the blood clan, they feel like they can't raise their heads among all their relatives and friends, huh~~~

The prince floated casually in the air, and was about to say something in the expectant gaze of a vote, when his eyes inadvertently glanced over the bedroom, and the scene that caught his eye made him immediately rush in, skillfully adjusting the quiet sleeping position again in one movement, and throwing the fluffy quilt directly out of the window with his hand.

Which liar said that there were more than ten days, his small container was so smart, how could he not learn a normal sleeping position for more than ten days, and the aesthetics were the same as those werewolves.

There are no ten days, he doesn't feel this way, absolutely no ten days.

In order to prove that his feelings were correct, he turned to the door and beat the group of little things who dared to deceive him, and then directed them to take out the few calendars that had been twisted into a ball in the trash can and smooth them out, and stuck them to the calendars again with saliva.

Jing Hao was completely frozen awake in the early hours of the morning, shivering all over, and almost fell to the ground top-heavy when she got up, she reached out and touched her forehead, her cold hand stimulated the hot forehead, and she couldn't help but tremble.

She looked around the room but couldn't find the quilt that was thrown farther and farther away, took thick clothes and wrapped them around her body, took the things she needed and opened the door, ready to go to the hospital a few hundred meters away.

The temperature in winter has plummeted a lot in just a few days, and there are even snowflakes fluttering in the sky, especially at two o'clock in the morning, the wind with snowflakes blowing on the face is like a blunt knife cutting meat, and it has to tear a hole directly on the cold skin.

Jing Hao lowered his head and walked forward with difficulty against the wind, but he didn't expect a street lamp on the side of the road to shake a few times in the cold wind, and it shattered into pieces with a "snap".

A short stretch of road darkened in the blink of an eye.

Standing in place, her burnt brain was still a little unresponsive, and two men who came out of nowhere stood on either side of her one after the other, completely blocking the road on both sides.

"Where is the chick going at this point in time? It's so cold, it's hot to accompany the uncle? ”

While the man in front of him was talking, he walked into her and stretched out his hand to her, the strong smell of alcohol came to his face, and he was so disgusted that he couldn't help but take a step back, but he tripped over the raised snow on the ground, and his body that was burned a little weak sat directly to the ground.

The hat on her head fell as she moved, revealing a face that was extremely pretty.

The complexion is as white as unpolluted snow on the ground, because of the high fever, there are two blush on the face, and even the lips are a little redder than usual.

The two of them, who were already thinking about it, laughed meaningfully twice, and looked at each other and were about to pounce.

Jing Hao grabbed the snow on the ground and smashed it hard, turned his head and shouted into the dim sky, "If you don't save it now, are you waiting to collect my body?" ”

As soon as her words fell, a man in a wide black robe appeared out of thin air in the void, with skin similar to snow, crimson ryoshi lips, and handsome facial features like the masterpiece of God himself.

Not even the wind blew his black robe.

The person hanging in mid-air turned his head, and a pair of ruthless eyes looked straight at Jing Hao, who was sitting on the ground, and the curvature of his curved lips seemed to have discovered something very interesting.

"Little container, so you always knew I was here."

[Ding, the target character has been locked, please confirm the character information again]

[Randster, the Prince of the Blood Clan, the only three generations of the Blood Clan who are now the decision-makers of the conservatives, overwhelm the radicals with their strong ability and absolute status, and only woke up after a thousand years of sleep after the Holy War, and the original bloody suppression and suppression of the radicals' measures to overthrow the human world, retreat to a corner, so that the Blood Clan and humanity can live in harmony; Later, he was framed and assassinated by the radicals shortly after he became sober, and after sucking dead blood, his ability failed, and he died of exhaustion.

[Mission content: Guarantee their safety and assist in the suppression of radicals]