Vivien appeared, hurting the rest of the bloods, coming and going without a trace, she wasn't there when she missed her, and when Fairy Ah was already desperate, she came with booty to show you off.

Perhaps Vivien should not be blamed for her incompetence, the character of the Bloodclan is too much.

"Bang-"

Vivien threw the sack to the ground with a thud, accompanied by a thin woman's wail.

I frowned at Vivien, "What's that?"

Vivien smiled, releasing her long pointed nails, slicing through the sack and escaping the half-dead inside.

Seeing the people on the ground clearly, I was cold, it turned out to be an old friend!

I thought that after she left with Alva, the situation would be a little better, not like now, her face was blue and lifeless.

"It seems that after leaving, it is not necessarily better than the prisoner......" I crouched down beside Shaman, reaching out and nudging her shoulder.

Vivien conjured up a blood bag out of nowhere, the bag contained half a bag of viscous blood, and gently tilted the blood bag, and Vivien poured a drop of blood into Shaman's mouth.

Shaman immediately stretched out his tongue, greedily licked the drop of blood into his mouth, smacked his tongue when he was finished, opened his eyes, and glared at Vivien, "It's just a slave to find the master, what's so proud!"

Listening to Shaman's powerless scolding, Vivien was not angry, but continued to dump the blood bag in her hand, and the thick blood fell on the floor drop by drop......

Look as embarrassed as you want.

When a third of the blood in the blood bag had fallen, Vivien stood there with the blood bag and stopped pouring out.

Sharman was on the rise, when he suddenly ran out of blood, and immediately threw himself on Vivien's legs, reaching out to grab it.

Vivien lifted her feet and kicked her out, and Sharman's body slammed into the wall and was bounced back to the ground, the sound of bones breaking.

Shaman lay on the ground and didn't move, but Vivien still didn't understand her hatred, gritted her teeth and looked at Shaman on the ground, "If you couldn't die, you thought I would have worked hard to bring you back!"

Walking up to Vivien, I reached out and grabbed the blood bag in her hand, I turned around and walked to the bed, wrapped the kitten that had just woken up in my arms, gently patted its back, found a small shallow dish, poured the excited plasma into it, and watched it lick the plasma little by little, and I was in a good mood.

Looking back at Vivien, I found that she was still in the same position as before, looking at Shaman with hatred, and the saber rattling looked like she was going up to tear her apart at any moment.

I couldn't help but shake my head and said softly, "Since you hate her, let's kill her, it's nothing." ”

Sharman hurt Hatherine and Riillard, Vivi must have a lot of hatred in peace of mind, although it is still useful for me to keep Sharman, but if Sharman can exchange this cheap life for Vivien's momentary pleasure, I don't mind going around in a small circle before the goal is achieved.

I had already decided to change my plan, but Vivien suddenly became clear, her eyes were full of horror and regret, and she bowed her head and said, "I was impulsive, please punish the queen!"

I smiled and waved my hand to let her go down with the half-dead Shaman, so that I wouldn't be upset when I looked at it.

Seeing the door closed, I shook my head gently and continued to stroke the kitten's back to watch it eat.

Punishment doesn't count, I can still see what Vivian's character is, even if she has hatred in her heart, she will not ignore the overall situation.

That's probably why I'm willing to keep her around.