But this so-called Holy Son of the Holy See, who has left the Bible, is no different from ordinary human beings.

*

looked at Bai Ran's slender and gentle back.

He wears a white shirt and a beige school uniform vest on the outside.

Standing there, facing each other all night, Bai Ran naturally had a light and holy aura on his body.

Looking at him like this, Xia Ling's eyes moved slightly, but he held his forehead a little.

Fang Ran fought those little vampires in vain, and it was a little difficult, and now he is fighting against the night, and he doesn't have to think about the ending.

But Bai Ran rarely wanted to stand up for her, how could she not give him this opportunity?

*

"Let's get started!"

Su Ye's face was gloomy.

He punched strongly, and Bai Ran retreated to the left, narrowly avoiding it.

But obviously, there is still room for sleep, and although Bai Ran's reaction is fast, his physical fitness can't keep up.

Again, Su Ye turned around and pulled Bai Ran's arm, and a punch hit Bai Ran's face.

With a cold lips, I dreamed of night...... The most annoying thing is Bai Ran's face.

"Yo! Xiao Shuye, since you want to ruin my boyfriend's appearance, how can this work? ”

A smiling voice rang out.

The handsome face appeared in front of the eyes of the night.

A powerful force shattered the withering and decaying, instantly shaking away the night's hand, and when he heard the voice, he slammed him to the ground.

"Yun Chuxin! You're breaking the rules! ”

The pain in the back of the night was severe, as if one or two bones were broken.

But the black eyes stared at the handsome and loose face, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

Xia Ling was indifferent: "Rules? I made the rules you have today, don't you know? ”

In the era when Yun Chuxin was fighting, the rules in the vampire clan were set by Yun Chuxin and continue to this day.

There's a rule in that.

The patriarch of the vampire must be the strongest among the vampires.

Today's patriarch is a nightmate.

However, from the very beginning, Xia Ling was eyeing his position as the patriarch.

"Throw in the towel! Sleepy night. ”

Xia Ling bit his fingers, leaned over, and painted the six-pointed star array on Su Ye's forehead.

Her expression was indifferent, and her brown eyes turned back to the original pitch black of a vampire.

The scarlet red light loomed in his eyes.

Su Ye's pupils constricted, staring at Xia Ling deadly.

He tried desperately to struggle, but the moment he fell to the ground, Xia Ling followed, and his delicate left hand pressed on his shoulder.

It was as if he had been crucified to the ground.

Then, the contract of the servant was outlined.

Many vampires were suppressed by Xia Ling's invisible release of the power of the bloodline, and they knelt on the ground involuntarily.

A huge auditorium.

Except for Bai Ran, there was no second person who could stand.

When Xia Ling let go of the night.

The dust has settled.

Even if he didn't want to, he had now become Xia Ling's servant.

Xia Ling died, and he died at night.

And if they pursue it further, as long as Bai Ran has one thought, the vampire clan will lose their strongest one, and the dragons will be leaderless.

These things are terrifying to think about.

Of course, Bai Ran thought of it.

He looked at the handsome boy with a complicated look.

Xia Ling laughed heartily.

"Bai Ran, let's go."

*

"Late night senior! Are you okay? ”

"Young Master! Are you okay? ”

A group of people waited for this to come back to their senses and rushed to come.

The six-pointed star array on the forehead of the night loomed.

His eyes were deep, but he followed the boy who left side by side with Bai Ran.

For the first time, I understood what frustration was.

Clenched fists tightly.