Ding found the soul fragment of His Highness the Divine Venerable

Silvio walked straight up to the girl, raised his hand around her neck, and gently rubbed his thumb against the white and flawless skin, as if to wipe something unclean.

Ding's happiness is 28

Hearing the long-lost prompt sound, Ye Sheng pursed his lips, raised his head and stared at the man in front of him tightly, his clear and wet eyes seemed to be able to see through a person.

Under such a gaze, the powerful prince's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head slightly and did not dare to look directly at the other party.

However, in the next second, remembering that the girl had never seen her original body, she looked back confidently and lightly picked up her chin, which was so good to the touch that people secretly sighed.

It's so soft.

It's the same as her.

It's soft everywhere.

Ding's happiness is 32

System:...... Your Highness, please take a look at the knife in the host's hand first, okay?

The man lowered his head and approached the girl, and a cold breath sprayed on the corners of Ye Sheng's lips: "What's your name?" ”

The girl looked at him thoughtfully, and replied obediently, "Yesheng." ”

Silvio chuckled, the subwoofer's voice like a feather brushing the tip of his heart, with a crispy itch.

"From now on, you are my blood servant."

Vanessa, who was not far from Ye Sheng, froze in place from the beginning, watching in disbelief as the supreme and noble man walked step by step.

The moment she passed by, she felt as if she had a cardiac arrest.

This is the man she wants.

It was the king to whom she was supposed to submit.

However, the other party directly skipped over himself and walked towards the girl he looked down on the most without hesitation.

Eric endured the pain that seemed to be shattering all over his body, suppressed the gloom under his eyes and asked unwillingly, "I don't know when the king woke up." ”

"It's disrespectful for us to be disrespectful."

As soon as the words fell, the crisp sound of fractures accompanied by the man's painful roar sounded in the quiet hall, and the blood clans on the side trembled, trying their best to shrink their sense of existence, for fear of being angered by the man in front of them.

The butler still looked so amiable, and explained with a smile: "Duke Eric, you have overstepped. ”

Eric gasped for air, not daring to say anything more.

Silvio glanced coldly at the frail man on the ground and pulled the girl out of the mess.

There was too much of a smell mixed in here to frighten his little blood servant.

Ian obeyed the Prince's instructions, and only watched the pair leave, and when their figures disappeared from sight, he turned around, and the smile on his face was a little less sincere.

"Please continue, gentlemen."

The coercion on their shoulders suddenly dissipated, and the blood clans invariably breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, even if he has been asleep for a thousand years, his strength should not be underestimated.

Elizabeth was the first to grab a teenager, and when she let go and looked up, the boy fell to the ground without support, his lips white and dry.

However, this beautiful and bewitching woman raised her red lips, looked at Eric with disdain, and said in a mocking tone: "If you can provoke the king, Eric is also capable." ”

Silvio was cold by nature, always with a wicked smile on his lips, and never got angry easily for thousands of years.

Because nothing cares.

Vanessa, who barely remembered her duke, trotted over and thoughtfully helped the man up.

The man struggled to his feet with her strength, his noble gown covered in dust.

"Fuck off." He stood firm and waved away the girl who was helping to dust her.