Dozens of bloods swarmed up, like a dim and dark canopy, they changed their array in mid-air, more than a dozen groups surrounded Lance who was standing in front, and the rest came towards Jing Hao, obviously wanting to trap Lan Cheng first, and then use Jing Hao as a threat.

And at the moment of their movements, Jing Hao immediately ran towards Lancet, who was a few steps away, and stood behind him before the Bloodclan fell in mid-air.

She didn't have the confidence to stand up to the naturally dominant Bloodline, but she wasn't going to stand still and become Lancemin's weakness.

So the blood clan, who originally wanted to divide the army into two ways, had to adjust back and surround the two.

Lancet glanced at Elder Nick with an ugly face behind a group of people, and then at Jing Hao, who was standing behind him with a calm expression, and smiled rather proudly, as if there was no group of Bloods around him who wanted to put him to death.

"People who will treat others as fools are real fools, how can Elder Nick be so forgetful that he even forgets all of this?" Lenster slowly pulled his hand out of his wide black robe, his slender pale fingers like sharp blades unsheathed, shining with a terrifying cold light.

The surrounding Bloodclan cautiously held their breath, guarding against any attack he might have at any moment.

In the tense atmosphere, Lancet suddenly talked about the weather, "Elder Nick hasn't noticed, how long has the sun disappeared today?" ”

He looked out the window, the fluttering snowflakes had already covered the sun, and under the gray sky, several barely visible figures passed by, and when he paid attention again, he could only see the blood clan surrounding Lenster fall one by one, and the expressions on his faces were even confused.

Elder Nick looked at the circle of fallen men, the look on his face became more and more ugly, he just opened his mouth to say live, but suddenly as if he felt something, he suddenly took a big step back, revealing James who was standing behind him at some point.

At the same time, the blood clan hidden in other corners also showed their figures, and it completely became a confrontation situation.

Lancet took a few steps towards Elder Nick, his tone was always arrogant and untouchable, "I'm still worrying about how much time it will take to clear up all of you scum, but I didn't expect you to cooperate with the container yourself, set up this trap, and poured out of the nest to deliver it to the door. ”

He turned his head to look at the few people who were standing in the outer circle with excited expressions, and the hands holding the weapons were bursting with green tendons, but they didn't dare to move at all, and his eyes finally stopped on the man in the big hat who was obviously taking the lead.

"A group of containers who don't even dare to move in front of the main owner, they only think about those tricks that can't be put on the table, you are even embarrassed by the face of my small container, I really feel sorry for her."

When he said the first half of the sentence, there was obvious murderous intent in his tone, and when he turned to the second half of the sentence, he regained his usual coldness, and even the end of the sentence was still slightly raised, with heartfelt contempt and sorrow.

The man in the big hat laughed, and suddenly took a few steps towards Ranster, he stretched out his arms to show the guarded Bloodclan that he didn't have any weapons on him, "What, is the noble Bloodclan still afraid of being attacked by a fragile and useless container?" ”

Jing Hao's heart skipped a beat, and before he could stop it, he heard Lancet speak, "The noble blood clan is not afraid and doesn't need you to prove it, you still put away your careful thoughts." ”

He appeared in front of the man in the blink of an eye, holding his neck with one hand and dangling his feet in the air, "But I don't mind proving your weakness. ”

The man who was choked by the neck blushed and looked at Jing Hao, who was standing in the protective circle of the blood clan, and suddenly pulled out a smile.

As soon as Lancet turned his head with his laughter, he saw several thin blades flying on the floor behind Jing Hao, and the more sensitive Bloodclan immediately jumped away from the spot after feeling the full threat of those blades to him.

James, who was standing a little far away, saw Lancet's instantly stiffened look, gritted his teeth and was about to pounce, but Elder Nick, who was standing in front, suddenly jumped up, pounced into the encirclement of the sterling silver blade, and locked Jing Hao, who was about to come out, inside.

Sharp blades cut through the skin, and the smell of blood spread quickly through the air.

The expressions of the blood clans present changed, and those who were ordered by Lancet were at least still afraid of him, suppressing the bloodthirsty **, and retreating impatiently, while the others were dominated by the instinctive ** at the moment when the smell of blood dissipated, and flew towards the source.

It's just that they move fast, and those who are enraged move faster.

Lancet threw away the person who had already been pinched to death by his uncontrollable force, kicked away and still hugged the quiet Elder Nick, holding the person and about to leave here.

James gritted his teeth and followed him, and was cut off just as he wanted to say something, "I'm fine. Lancet held the man in one hand, and with the other he stabbed through the heart of one of the Bloods who had caught up, bringing out a hand full of blood.

He lowered his hands and let the smell of blood dissipate into the air, to mask the smell of the man in his arms that was too strong and fragrant.

The rich smell was like an eye, and even though he turned off his sense of smell, the wound he saw dutifully showed him the qiē he was trying to hide.

Just as he had fantasized about shapes when he couldn't see them, he was now inexorably fantasizing about the smell.

In front of you, but you can't get it.

It couldn't be more tempting.

James looked at his expression and then at his bloody hand, stopped his follow, and reflexively blocked the Bloods who kept catching up.

He was a newborn Bloodline during the Holy War, and he waited in the castle for a long time before returning to Leinster, and at that time his hands were also covered with blood, and he fell straight down without saying a word.

He didn't do it directly until he was red-eyed at that time, but today......

He took advantage of the gap between knocking down a blood clan and looked back, Lancet was holding the person in one hand, but the other hand wiped the blood from his hands on the black robe that never left him, and reached between the eyebrows of the person in his arms, as if reaching out to help her smooth her frowning brow.

He didn't reach out to touch the wounds that were torturous to him, but he soothed the frowning brow of the unconscious.

I rejoice for her, and worry because of her.

I couldn't bear to even frown her once.

James thought of a lot for a moment, and then thought of his current mood, and immediately had a feeling of sympathy, and when he turned around, he knocked down the blood clan that was approaching again, and the posture was very similar to that of the person holding a torch and shouting to burn and burn.

On the other side, Prince Ranster, who was pitiful for the same disease, was very dissatisfied and reached out to bounce away the things that were stained in the corner of the eye of the person in his arms, and because his action was too rude, he accidentally cut the skin on Jinghao's face, and small blood streaks emerged from the cut place.

He snorted a little dejectedly, looked back at the people behind him who were all on duty, lowered his head and licked the bleeding wound on her face, and licked all the blood that had just emerged with the tip of his tongue.

Feeling the taste on the tip of his tongue, he looked down and looked at it with some dissatisfaction.

How can it be so little?

It's like a person who has been drinking for a long time and has tasted a wine that he has been thinking about for a long time, and the mellow and wonderful taste lingers on the tip of the tongue, colliding and jumping to brew the most delicious feast, which makes people want to stop.

Turning his gaze to her bleeding wound, Lancet turned in the direction he had been running towards the hospital, and sped decisively towards the place he knew best.

When I woke up quietly, it was already early in the morning, and the birdsong that came with the spring breeze outside the window was endless, and the Prince of Randster, who was lying on the side of the bed, had a messy hair, and unconsciously reached out and grabbed two more handfuls in his sleep, grasping more like a qualified bird's nest.

As soon as she pursed her lips and smiled, she kept lying on the door, and a warrior flew out of the middle of the little bat, which had an extremely faint feeling, although she did not dare to stand on the head of Lancet, but from a quiet angle, it looked like a poor little little man standing by the bird's nest calling for her kind to come home.

The brain was too vivid, and she immediately laughed.

It's not normal for Lenst not to wake up now.

As soon as he woke up, the little bat standing next to him let out a long scream, his eyes still widening, and he stood stunned and forgot to move.

The prince who was woken up was already in a bad mood, and when he heard the scream that could almost puncture his eardrums, he directly blackened his face, reached out and grabbed the little bat that did not escape in his hand, and showed a cold smile at it.

"You're here," he said, looking at where it had just stood, and immediately thought of its intentions, "are you going to sue her?" ”

The tone of doubt is full of affirmation.

Yesterday, when he came back with Jing Hao in his arms, the strong smell of blood in the room immediately attracted the group of little bats on the door, and he was driven by instinct to pounce on them regardless of it, and he was tired of beating them one by one, so he simply trapped them all together, and helped people "clean their wounds" in front of them.

Unexpectedly, he just slept for a while, and the person who complained came directly to the door.

He was just about to exert force in his hand, and this bold blood bat was an example, he thought about it and stopped, pinched it and poked the blood bats on the door that were trying to hide their whereabouts one by one, and the action was fierce and merciless, "Don't go out to eat for the next three days, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around in a dashing manner, and was stunned by the bats left by the door for a long time before accepting this cruel reality, and the chirping sound was particularly poignant.

It ended in a look that Lancet looked back at.

Lancet walked back to the bed, stretched out his hand and poked Jing Hao's forehead who had just gotten up, but his strength subconsciously slowed down a lot, "It's really weak to say that you are weak, so easy to be kidnapped by someone." ”

Jing Hao was silent for a while, but asked another question, "Is Elder Nick dead?" ”

Her expression was extraordinarily calm, as if she was not the one who had almost killed her at all, and the experience of yesterday was nothing more than a nightmare.

But the calmer she became, the more apprehensive Ranster became, and in order to hide this feeling, he coughed and said in a stern tone, "What else is he left to do, he was killed by me when I saved you." ”

Jing glanced at him with a look of "I'm on your side, you can't dislike me", and pulled out a reassuring smile, "It's nothing, I'm just asking." ”

She lowered her eyes, and the smile on her lips dissipated.