When Yan Hua walked out of the huge underground secret room, he knew where this was.

The dungeon, the deepest level below the Blood Hell.

"No wonder, no wonder the ordinary blood clan can't get there, the lords of this blood clan are really ghosts."

Step by step, he walked up like a leisurely stroll.

The people in the blood prison are all extremely vicious, even if they are all miserable now, and they have been tortured by blood for an unknown amount of time.

But their ferocity has not been polished out by this.

On the contrary, they were subjected to inhuman abuse in this bloody prison, making them even more vicious and difficult to control.

Mitheus simply ignored them and let them kill each other.

Bullying the weak and respecting the strong is the only rule of survival at this level.

Yan Hua's appearance on this layer made the eyes of those guys who were still alive here become extremely excited.

But after perceiving the powerful bloodline suppression on her body, she was a little confused, as if she was puzzled.

Some laughed strangely: "Mitheus, you old horseman, you also have today?" Aha......"

Yan Hua didn't say a word, and walked through the cages on both sides without squinting.

Blood Hell lives up to its name.

The strong smell of blood here is disgusting.

Every prisoner here has wounds that will never heal with scabs.

The only way to survive is to kill the prisoners who are weaker than yourself, and use the blood of your whole body to replenish your own waste, so that you can suffer a little longer, even for a while and a half.

Even if every minute and every second, they were tortured to the point that life was worse than death, but they still did not give up this immortal body.

The purgatory on earth is nothing more than that, and the tragedy in the blood prison is something that a normal person would not dare to look at.

But this kind of blood prison failed to shake Yan Hua's consciousness.

Even if the ghosts cry and wolves howl here, even if this place is full of endless evil thoughts.

After the baptism of the blood pool for seven days and seven nights, this scene is nothing in her eyes.

This little trick to lure her into the devil can no longer enter her eyes.

Yan Hua seemed to have a new realization, this kind of epiphany was hazy and ethereal.

It seemed that it would break and run away at any time, but it stirred Yan Hua's sensitive nerves intentionally or unintentionally, as if she wanted her to know something further.

That hazy feeling aroused Yan Hua's interest in exploring.

Her eyes gradually lost their light, and by the time her mind cleared again, she had unconsciously reached the first level of the Colosseum's underground city.

In front of him was a stunned Ciel, and a group of guards, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Ciel's shock was completely curtailed by him only for a moment.

He could clearly feel the imperial coercion projected from the only bloodline of the Lord in front of him.

That coercion suppressed his bloodline beyond the Lord of the Nation.

The results are clear.

I'm afraid it was planted in the hands of Her Highness Alice.

No, the powerful coercion that the lord of the country has, she is already the new lord of the country!

Hill took the lead in kneeling on one knee, his right hand on his left shoulder, his palm clasped at the mouth of his heart, and he surrendered to Yan Hua with great promise.

"Lord Alice, Wan An."

The people around him were still stunned, and when they heard Hill's words of pious bowing, some people gasped and their eyes turned into copper bells.

Some of the more agitated ones have already reflected it, and they bowed their heads.

There were many worshippers, but Yan Hua did not correct it, but calmly accepted everyone's worship.

No matter how sluggish the reaction was, they all came back to their senses and knelt down.

The irrational low-level vampires in the prison were lying on the ground as early as the moment Yan Hua appeared, trembling and not daring to move.

Yan Hua nodded lightly at Hill: "Father has already passed away, this king has only accepted the inheritance, and there are still many things to do, send me out." ”

Yan Hua's words were quite polite, and Hill was already trembling with excitement.

He knew that this person was not a thing in the pool.

Fortunately, fortunately, he chose to befriend him in the first place.

Look, isn't it good fortune now?

This golden thigh, he must hold it steady.

Hill was courteous.

Yan Hua never said a word after that.

If she hadn't come alone this time, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to say a word to Hill if she had anyone with her.

Because of the unequal identity, she took the initiative to open her mouth and surrendered her identity.

But she only succeeded in winning the throne, so naturally she didn't want to make a mistake in this minutiae.

Hill is a small man, but he is the only cell boss in this dungeon.

He must know the secrets below, and they are all under his jurisdiction.

Such a seemingly small person is actually not small.

Yan Hua even considered that if he couldn't subdue this person, he would get rid of it and change to an obedient one.

Otherwise, when she ascends to the throne in the future, this one will not be used for anything else, just open the prison door and release all the villains in this dungeon, including the blood prison, which will be enough to ruin her enthronement ceremony.

If those royal nobles who already have different intentions can do something by adding fuel to the fire.

She will be the first of the most absurd Blood Lords in history.

Thinking of the trouble of ascending the throne, Yan Hua felt another shock in his heart.

She probably probably ...... not be able to sit in that position justifiably.

Because there is no such thing in history.

Therefore, ......, Yan Hua thought about it for a long time on the way back, and finally left the City of Roses, which was about to be chaotic, and left everything to Qiu Ze, so he went straight to the aristocratic private academy without guilt.

Qiu Ze, who was left behind to clean up the mess after being explained, is like a little seedling breaking through the soil in the autumn wind.

Weak, pitiful and helpless.

It seems that at this moment, he really understands his uncle's mood.

What can he do when he encounters such an unreliable master who loves to be a shopkeeper?

Of course, while muttering "I'm so difficult", I forgave her as a matter of course, and did my best to assist her.

Not to mention how big the psychological shadow area of the little guard is.

After Yan Hua arrived at the academy, he was like a real devil coach.

trained Jiang Yan, who had lived a good life, to hate to cry her father and call her mother, stabbed her villain every night, cursed her for not being able to get up the next day, and let her take a breath and rest.

It's a pity that she only dares to have such a mind, and she doesn't have the courage to execute.

After all, in the first few days, when she couldn't stand it anymore, she whispered a few words and was heard by the stepmother-like guy.

Her life is not as good as day by day, and she is being drilled to death every day with double and more difficulty.

Jiang Yan once thought that Qiu Yu was an iron-faced god, with a lump of wood, who didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and deserved to be single for the rest of his life.

Now she feels that Qiu Yu has actually secretly shown mercy to his subordinates.

It's just that because there is no stepmother to compare, she doesn't know much about his good intentions.

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