After Lin Duan went down the mountain, he seized the time to change his contact lenses.

Otherwise, these blood-red eyes will be terrifying.

It's also a mystery to say that Bloodhunt and the government are hiding the affairs of the Blood Clan and the Werewolf Clan, in their words, in order to maintain social stability.

Because other races are much more powerful than ordinary humans, humans can't help but panic when they know about it.

After all, he is punished by a different race, otherwise he worries every day that the people around him are or are not of the same race, if not, then he will not be in danger.

More likely, they feared that humans would be willing to be converted for the immortality of the Bloodline, but conversion was never easy.

Nine times out of ten, the conversion fails, becoming a failure, not human, not ghost, and unable to restrain the craving for blood.

It will also make it easier for anti-social groups to use these factors to create panic.

In the end, Bloodhunt and the government decided to conceal it, and even put forward this condition to the other two groups when they asked for a contract.

Humans must not be allowed to discover their identities.

After Lin Duan came down, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, this is ...... Hungry?

Looking at the bakery at the foot of the mountain, when you walk in, you can smell the aroma of bread, but you can't whet your appetite.

The dress that crawled out of the coffin was still on his body.

The skirt as a whole is black, the golden lines depict the pattern, the red silk thread fills the color of the petals, and the black tulle is attached, making the pattern faint, and the contrast between red and black is somewhat eye-catching.

The style is retro, and the collar is engraved with subtle dark lines.

"Beautiful girl, what do you need?" The owner of the bakery saw Lin Duan coming in and greeted him with a smile.

"Oh, are you a star? You're so good-looking, can you give me an autograph? I'm sure I'll be a fan of yours in the future. The boss asked her with a smile.

"Thanks, I'm not." Lin Duan looked at the boss and seemed to be able to hear the blood rolling under his pulse.

That's food.

Her food.

This thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

But he was soon stopped by Lin Duan.

The boss touched his neck a little strangely, puzzled, "What's wrong?" Could it be that I have flour stuck to my neck? ”

"It's fine." Lin Duan responded, and then planned to go out.

The boss thought for a while, picked up the bag and put some bread into it, and then chased it out, "Give these to you, I'm glad to meet you so beautiful today." ”

She just wanted to send it suddenly, and she didn't have any intentions.

Who makes parents look good?

Look at the long silver hair, as if favored by the moon god, I really want to touch it.

She has seen a lot of white-haired people, but they are not as good-looking as the person in front of her.

This white hair seems to have been born for her, and her skin is also white, like a snowman.

Lin Duan didn't shirk her kindness, although he didn't have an appetite.

The proprietor watched her leave, and then returned to his bakery to entertain guests.

-

Two days later, Lin Duan lay down in the shelter she had found, of course, she had robbed it.

It's just an ancient castle.

Chris was sad.

He took a good bath at home, and suddenly felt the pressure from the blood.

He hurriedly put on his bathrobe and came down, and saw a woman appear in his castle and sit in his place.

He felt angry, but the hint from the bloodline told him that the woman in front of him was a purer blood than him, and that he had to submit to her and obey all her commands.

He didn't recognize this woman, he was a nobleman in the five generations of blood clans, even if he faced the elders of the fourth generation, he had never felt this way.

"Don't you know that it's rude to trespass on someone else's territory, this uninvited guest?" Chris asked her dangerously.

Lin Duan turned his head to look at her, his blood-red pupils were emotionless, revealing endless coldness and coldness, but they were inexplicably elegant.

And Chris, who was looking directly at her, was in a trance, and even wanted to kneel at her feet, willing to surrender for her.

After reacting to it, Chris still thinks it's amazing.

Is he crazy?

Not only did he hand over his blood bank, but he also respectfully cleaned her room, personally!

He has never done such a thing for five generations of nobles!

And the maids in the ancient castle had already knelt on the ground, they were just ordinary blood clans, and they couldn't withstand the pressure of Lin Duan's bloodline at all.

Chris hesitated to stand at the door of Lin Duan, his face changed several times, he was thinking about whether to go in and fight with the other party.

After all, the recovery ability of the blood clan is very strong, and the short leg and broken hand in a big fight can grow back as long as it is not dead.

Lin Duan ignored Chris's entanglement and directly called someone in.

Chris walked in majestically and high-spiritedly, and saw Lin Duan who was holding his own blood bag, and his heart was sour.

That's his.

"Who's in charge of the Bloods now?" Lin Duan asked him.

Chris looked at her with some suspicion, a question that ordinary bloodlines would know.

Could it be that some old guy came out of nowhere?

But succumbing to the suppression of the bloodline, it is still explained, "Now it is mainly the people of the fourth and fifth generations who are managing the blood clan, as for the third and sixth generations, after the holy war, there are too few left of the three generations, they are recovering, and they do not often participate in the management of the blood clan, but they have a high right to speak." ”

"As for the six generations, their current ruler is an interesting person, a hybrid of hunters and bloods, tsk, I wonder how the other people of the six generations made him the leader. But he's not here to get involved in race management, and I've never seen what this guy looks like. ”

Chris scratched his chin as he spoke.

Chris's face turned abruptly, and then he asked, "Can you put in the blood suppression." ”

Lin Duan calmly, "How to collect it." ”

She doesn't understand this system, and she doesn't have any relevant memories, so she really doesn't know how to put it away.

With the traction, I feel that there is a kind of person here, and I can come and 'borrow' it.

If Chris knew what she was thinking, he would only regret it, why did he do all those bells and whistles, wouldn't it be good to go to a remote place to build an ancient castle?

Maybe it won't be what it is.

Chris really doubts now, is this fellow clan who can't even suppress the bloodline freely, really so terrifying?

Do you want...... Give it a try?

Thinking that the person had already crossed over, his fingers went straight to Lin Duan's neck.

The speed was so fast that it brought the wind to the wind.

However, Lin Duan, who was sitting on the chair, was already calm, looked at the outstretched hand, and took out a ring ruler.

Moments later, Chris was on his knees at Lin Duan's feet, doubting his life.

It's really humiliating to think of the loss of your demeanor when you were beaten and screaming a few minutes ago.

Thankfully, no one else saw it.

He served.

If you don't accept it, you can't.

After thinking about it clearly, I just asked her why she didn't know how to restrain the simple blood veins on her face, and directly told her how to operate.

Feeling the pressure on his body dissipate, Chris looked at the already empty blood bags and fell silent.