Probably because of the temptation brought to him by blood, Olivier seemed to feel that he could not stop, and food was the most irresistible thing.

Jiang Pengpeng was very scared inside, of course she knew that she couldn't go on like this, otherwise her blood would definitely be drunk by him.

She remembered a movie she watched before, and the blood in her body can change with emotional changes!

Jiang Pengpeng tried hard to think about some sad things, and she didn't know if she could succeed, but she had to give it a try.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and at this time, Olivier, who was still enjoying herself, suddenly shook off Jiang Pengpeng's hand.

Vomited a lot of blood.

Of course, this blood is Jiang Pengpeng's.

"You filthy stinky rat, what did you give me to drink?"

Jiang Pengpeng was silent and did not speak.

Olivier also seemed to see the tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

"I warn you, you'd better not play tricks on me!"

Olivier's face was already very ugly, his bleak face was a little more chapped, and the pair of fangs was even more shocking.

And now Jiang Pengpeng is almost unconscious because of excessive blood loss.

Olivier looked at her as if she wanted to speak.

In order to be able to drink the sweet and delicious blood again, Olivier approached her gently.

"Hungry ......"

Olivier: "? ”

Which of us is hungry?

Olivier stood up and turned to go out, while Robert was still waiting outside the door.

"Prince," Robert greeted in a respectful voice.

"Prepare some food for her, preferably blood-replenishing."

When Olivier had finished his orders, he turned into a bat and left.

Jiang Pengpeng can be regarded as having escaped this catastrophe.

It wasn't long before Robert came in with some food.

As soon as he got it to his mouth, Jiang Pengpeng took a big bite from Hu Lun.

She didn't care what it tasted like, or what it was for him to eat.

A glass of water belly, the food in front of me is almost eaten.

At this time, when I looked back on it, I realized that this is what people eat.

But instead of starving to death, fill your stomach.

She and I can't expect any decent food to come up with in the ancient castle of the Blood Clan.

After all, they can't eat it themselves.

The sky slowly brightened, and because of eating, Jiang Pengpeng felt that his physical strength was slowly recovering.

The reason why the original owner is so weak, in addition to her own excessive blood loss, is that she has lost hope in life.

Rather than being tortured all day long in this ancient castle and enduring pain every day, it is better to die a hundred times.

So in the past few days since she came in, she hasn't drunk a sip of water.

Mental power is so poor.

Early the next morning, the person who appeared at Jiang Pengpeng's door was a good Margaret, she was dressed neatly and whitely, and she was born with a pair of blue eyes that were very charming.

The hair is blonde and matches the blue.

Even if Jiang Pengpeng is a woman, looking at her appearance will be pleasing to the eye.

Could this be the reason why the two Olivier brothers raised him but did not drink his blood?

Of course not.

As soon as Margaret saw Jiang Pengpeng, tears fell from her eyes.

"Oh my God, they ...... And what did they do to you? ”

Margaret looked knowingly asking, and if it was the previous owner, she might have responded to her a few words.

But now Jiang Pengpeng doesn't even bother to look at her.

Two people appear in one shot, one like a proud princess, the other like a beggar living on the street, forming a stark contrast.

She knew why she was like this, but she was still deliberately asking here.

Maybe only the original owner didn't see through her true colors.

"Peng, I told you a long time ago, you must learn to show weakness in front of them, and occasionally resist them, so that they will feel that you are special and will not move you......"

Margaret preached a lot in front of Jiang Pengpeng.

But in Jiang Pengpeng's opinion, she is more like showing off her success, showing off that she has been in the ancient castle of the blood clan for so long and is still alive and well.

"I'm tired, let me be quiet for a while."

Jiang Pengpeng doesn't have that much time to deal with Margaret now.

She was trying to send her away.

Margaret lived freely in the castle, and was even allowed to visit Jiang Pengpeng.

This is indeed something that is difficult to accept when compared to each other.

This pile of Margaret's preaching is certainly useless.

No one should try to find out what the Olivito brothers were thinking.

If Jiang Pengpeng is also like Magritte, sometimes weak, sometimes resistant.

It will only be regarded as deliberate, pretending to be alive.

Because such a person can only be Margaret, and there can only be her.

In the past few nights, Jiang Pengpeng has not seen the Olivier brothers.

On the contrary, there is a fixed amount of food delivered at every time of the day.

Of course, this is not because they have a kind heart and want to let Jiang Peng have a way to live.

It's just that they want Jiang Pengpeng to replenish their bodies more, so that there will be more blood in their bodies for them to suck.

On this night, it seemed that the castle had guests.

Before this, Jiang Pengpeng was pulled by a group of servants to freshen up, and also changed into a clean skirt.

She and Margaret appeared at the Oliveto brothers' table together.

And when he arrived, Jiang Pengpeng stood aside with his head down.

Instead, Margaret sat on Oliveto's left hand side, as if she had cooked herself.

She didn't look like she had been caught, but like she had come as a guest.

Even the guests who came looked at her more.

For this, neither of the Olivito brothers explained anything.

"Come here."

Olivier took the initiative to speak, and he looked at Jiang Pengpeng.

Jiang Pengpeng knew that he was teaching himself, so he also resigned himself to the past and stood beside Olivier.

In order to be able to live a little longer, she naturally would not make any resistance until she thought of a plan, she was not as lucky as Magritte.

Olivier personally took Jiang Pengpeng's hand.

Of course, Jiang Pengpeng shouldn't try to think about what a good thing this is.

Because next, Olivier's fangs had already bitten directly into Jiang Pengpeng's wrist.

The cold stabbed all over her body, and if it had been before, I am afraid that she would have been frightened and lost her soul.

But now Jiang Pengpeng is like a walking corpse, he is used to this feeling, and he can even be said to be numb to pain.

However, when Olivier drank her blood, his expression changed significantly.

It's just that he didn't show it.

Because Jiang Pengpeng is now able to reasonably control the taste of his blood, Olivier should have tasted the bitterness.

But in front of the guests, he naturally couldn't show a bad manner.

even pretended to be satisfied and licked the corners of his lips, and the two tooth marks on Jiang Pengpeng's hands disappeared quickly.

It's also their skill, drinking your blood allows you to leave no traces.