Like this thing, it doesn't start, and naturally it doesn't end. You started everything yourself, so you don't want to get away from me forever and ever. ———— Michaliera

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"Lord Earl, I'm really not coming." The delicate boy who was beaten up again begged for mercy. The evil young man who was half-leaning on the pillar shrugged, "Well, Count Ben is tired of it anyway.

"You are all weak and ashamed, and you can't even catch a single move from Earl Ben."

"Of course, you are the direct blood of His Highness Michaelella, and you grew up with His Highness Michaelella, so you are naturally much stronger than us little nobles." The man on the ground said unconvinced.

Sera smiled a little undeniably, in the entire Western Blood Clan, except for His Royal Highness, no other Blood Clan deserves to appear with his name, and His Highness is the most powerful existence.

"Count Saila, His Royal Highness the Prince has summoned you." It was a certain attendant beside the prince, Wen Yun nodded, and it was a reality in an instant.

"What is Your Highness looking for Sera?" Seira looked at the woman sitting on the throne with admiration. The woman has black hair and a black dress, her skin is pale and flawless, but her lips are as bright red as blood. The facial features are very delicate and gorgeous, but with a kind of corrupt beauty.

It's uncomfortable, but he's damn obsessed.

"The king is a little hungry," the woman closed her eyes and said softly.

Sera felt her heart melt: "I'll go and prepare special blood for His Highness." He spoke respectfully.

"Don't—" the woman's voice was soft, "this king wants an Oriental blood bank." ”

"Okay." For His Royal Highness Michaelella's request, Serra would not disobey, he thought for a while and said, "I heard that there seems to be a young witch with extremely high cultivation over there in the Holy Land, and Sera will arrest her?" ”

"Yes." The woman's voice became softer, "This king is going to sleep, you can step down." ”

"Yes."

After the cool breath left, the woman's breath instantly became cold.

"Jun Nan, what kind of plane did you get me?" She asked in her heart.

[Vampire plane, yes, yes, I forgot to send the plot to the master] Jun Nan slapped his head in the space, [I'll get all the information]

Jun Demon Yue, who had accepted all the plots, regained her weak appearance, slowly got up, and walked towards the palace.

"Sister." A soft voice came from behind, and a pair of cold arms wrapped around her waist.

Jun Demon Yue's movements froze, and she resisted the urge to beat people, because at this time, a system prompt sounded in her head.

Jun Demon Yue sighed and pulled the person in front of him, it was a stunning young man, his skin was very white, and that red lip was the only bright color.

"Sister, I miss you so much." Claude hugged her by the waist, her chin resting on her neck, and the cold breath in her ear.

"Croe, don't mess around." Jun Demon Yue gently pulled the young man's hand away, and said helplessly.

The young man's eyes turned red instantly, and he looked very moving.

"My sister is... Hate me? ”

Looking at the young man's weak and deceitful appearance, Jun Demon Yue's heart suddenly burst out, and an indescribable emotion spread out.

"Don't mess around." Jun Demon Yue suppressed the strangeness in her heart and said lightly.

"Is my sister hungry? Shall I give my blood to my sister to drink? Chloe tore open her bow tie and ran her fingertips around her neck, and a sweet smell appeared in the room.