Placing Vivien aside, looking back to see that I was still holding the bag of plasma and not drinking, Reilly frowned and looked at me, "Do you want to die?"

I smiled wryly and shook my head, of course I didn't want to die, but if I wanted to drink this disgusting plasma, I couldn't drink it.

I'd rather die than drink!

Vivien leaned against the trunk of the tree with her eyes closed, the blue on her face had faded, but there was still a piece of fangs exposed, a small piece of pointed white teeth, stuck on her blood-red lips, with that pale face, the whole scene was extremely weird, but it was suffocatingly beautiful.

No wonder they all say that the blood clan is the most charming race in the world, and they are indeed worthy of such a title.

Especially the high-level blood clans, they are not afraid of the sun, and they can even not drink blood for a long time, with a cynical expression under their pale faces, every word and smile can affect the hearts of the people around them, whether it is a celebrity or a lady, or a gentleman or celebrity, they will be impressed by their charming laughter and elegant movements.

This smile and grace were once their means of prey, and the initial charm was to bait the prey, and when they reached the peak with the prey, the sharp, cold fangs would penetrate the skin of the prey, cutting directly the major arteries in the neck.

Their long-term experience of hunting has taught them that only when the prey is at the peak of its happiness, its blood is the most energetic and delicious.

Therefore, for thousands of years, people have stubbornly believed that the most dissolute race of the blood clan, and even directly equated the word sex with them, but they forgot that it was their greed for the beauty of the blood clan that would cause them to die.

In the consciousness of human beings, the more beautiful and handsome vampires are, the more dangerous they are.

In my opinion, Rirald is like this, and Vivien is like this, both of them fit into the most dangerous type of vampire in human perception.

But they gave me a different feeling, different from the Bloodline.

They have feelings, and because they love, they are cold and ruthless, and they also hide a passion, which is enough to shock people's hearts.

I don't know if they were excited when they bit through the human arteries and the warm blood poured into their mouths, but I felt sick.

"If you have to ask Ladd to feed you, I wouldn't mind taking him over myself. "Reilly stood beside me with her hands on her chest, looking at me condescendingly, with the domineering air of a queen.

The momentum that is completely inconsistent with her age is not something that can be obtained through practice, but the momentum that has been slowly accumulated by people who have risen to the top over the years, which makes me a little overwhelmed.

Looking up into Relily's eyes, I smiled.

This woman is funny, she and I both know that I will never let Llard know about it, and she threatens me with this.

Hatefully biting open the blood bag, frowning and trying to take a small sip, "Hmm-"

Sure enough, I still can't stand the fishy sweet taste.

She opened her mouth to spit out the plasma in her mouth, but Reilly coldly ordered, "Don't vomit!

He pursed his lips impatiently, and while holding back the feeling of wanting to vomit, he slowly poured the plasma in the bag into his stomach, and at the same time slandered in his heart, thinking that I am a half-human, half-vampire monster, and I am going to be threatened by a little girl to drink blood!

"Hmm-" I finally drank the whole bag of plasma, I quickly threw the blood bag away, covering my mouth with both hands, for fear that I would accidentally vomit it all.

Seeing that I drank up the bag full of plasma, Reilly nodded in satisfaction, bent down to pick up the empty blood bag, and glanced to the side, "Someone is coming to pick us up, let's get up and go." ”

I followed Reilly's gaze, and sure enough, there was a man standing at the door of the lab—Fiona.