Chapter 185: Blood Emperor, a Little Sweet (39)

I felt that after the body of the girl in my arms took the medicine, it was still slightly warmer than the blood clan, with a rich sweet fragrance.

The beautiful eyes of the young man of the blood clan drooped slightly, a little darker.

He came to the stone window, stepped on the blooming flowers on the windowsill, and jumped down.

The place where he lived was the highest place in this towering, icy castle.

The cold wind raised by the beautiful dark bone wings cut the petals of the rose.

When the boy leaps down.

Flowers open the way, roses scatter.

The golden hair was wrapped around the strong fragrance of roses, and the young man's face hidden under the hood was pale and delicate.

When Li Meng raised his head, he saw his beautiful appearance, and his eyes were slightly stagnant.

The boy seemed to notice her eyes, his thin lips pursed slightly, and then, as if on purpose, he fell suddenly.

The wind raised her long hair, revealing her still calm red eyes, but her fingers suddenly clenched the clothes on his chest.

This kind of fall is like a sports car getting out of control.

Throw it out without a seat belt.

When the young man saw her pasting it, he couldn't help but purse his red lips, and he could barely hide the conspicuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

He steadied his bone wings before he hit the ground, stopped in mid-air, and flew out smoothly.

Huge castle, in the dark of night, with bright lights.

He grabbed her by the waist and tucked her into his arms, gently pressing his chin against the swirl of her hair, like a happy milk dog rubbing its fur against a paralyzed cat.

Li Meng frowned lightly and lowered her eyes.

Just see the whole picture of the castle.

On the majestic mountain, various buildings around the main body of the castle are connected into a gorgeous and huge building complex.

And then there are the countless territories at the foot of the mountain.

There are the territories of the Bloods, the territories of the humans, and the vast expanse of farmland.

It's more about mountains, forests, rivers.

When Li Meng realized that the place he was looking at was Cyril's territory, he silently calculated it in his heart.

Such a piece of land, even if you eat and wait for death, you can win more than ten generations.

A real "local" tycoon.

Li Meng thought of his little dilapidated house, how could people and vampires be so aware of it.

She felt that she should not be jealous of such a vicious female partner with noble character.

But jealousy told her that her eyes were full of yellow lemon fruit.

This patrol passed most of the night.

Seeing that the sky was gradually turning white, the young king was reluctant to give up and hugged her back.

The side effects of drinking the potion are also repulsive to sunlight.

Although compared to the low-level bloodline, that kind of adverse reaction is insignificant.

But to Cyril, she was as fragile as tofu, and she was eager to use the finest satin as a carpet to tread on.

Li Meng was shrunk in Cyril's arms from beginning to end.

My whole body was so sore that my bones were protesting.

This guy's arms are hard and cold.

It's no different from a freezer in a corpse.

She felt like she had been lying in his arms all night without changing positions.

I'm going to catch a cold, I'm going to get spondylosis.

When she saw the dawn, her eyes immediately lit up and she was going back.

Happy.

By the time he got back, Cyril had sped up a lot, compared to last night.

It's the difference between a snail and a superman.

Li Meng was a little confused.

Blown by the wind.

She silently tugged at the corner of his cloak, covering her face ravaged by the cold wind, and her face rubbed against his chest because she was so close.

The cold touch actually made her face a little numb.