Violators Club

Chapter 474 Blood Food

Chapter 474 Blood Eater

Xuanyue hangs high, the grand duke of the blood clan in a black robe.

His body seemed to blend into the dark night, silently, like a ghost, making it difficult to detect.

And as he moved forward rapidly, his razor-sharp nails pressed against Zhuge Gen's main artery. At this moment, there was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and Zhuge Gen, who was under control, had a somewhat helpless expression.

The scene is a bit strange.

One is of pure Western European blood, with shining blond hair, a high nose bridge, sea blue eyes, and a full European aristocratic attire.

On the other side was Zhuge Gen, who was wearing a plain blue Taoist robe and a snow-white goatee, looking like a fairy.

Collision between China and the West?
The two styles that don't match at all make the scene look extremely weird.

Putting it on the street will definitely attract everyone's attention immediately.

Fortunately, it is dark at night, and the law and order in the Golden Triangle is extremely poor. No one will be idle at night looking for excitement and going out for a walk.

"Clap!"

A muffled voice sounded, and the blood-blooded Grand Duke frowned.

On his pale and bloodless face, his gaze suddenly froze, and he looked at Zhuge Gen sternly:
"Be honest, what were you doing just now!"

The sharp nails cut through the skin, and hot blood dripped down the vampire's cold nails.

The seductive smell of fresh blood in the air made the Grand Duke of the blood clan swallow his saliva. He could feel the abundant energy contained in Zhuge Gen's fresh blood.

And feel the greedy eyes of the other party?
Zhuge Gen's expression became a little more unnatural, and he pointed at his feet helplessly:

"I dropped something, can I pick it up?"

Faint moonlight, a country road mixed with dirt and gravel, surrounded by wild grass.

Between the stones and gravel, there was an inconspicuous copper coin lying quietly on the spot, and in Zhuge Gen's hand, there was also a copper coin with a similar style.

Just looking at the copper coins on the ground, the Blood Duke looked a little more alert:

"Are you tipping off?"

Zhuge Gen froze for a moment, then shook his head, his eyes were frank, and he said without threat:
"That's not true. If you don't worry, I can pick it up."

The Grand Duke of the blood clan looked a little wary.

He stared at Zhuge Gen firmly, as if he wanted to see something in the other's eyes.

But after looking at it for a long time, he finally shook his head: "Don't move, I don't know if you will play any tricks. Hurry up, or I will kill you now."

Before coming here, I heard from the elders of the family that Taoist priests in the east are monsters that must not be underestimated.

Daoism, array, Qimen Dunjia, side magic, etc., leapfrog challenges are nothing to them.

Moreover, the older Taoist priests should not be underestimated.

Although it feels a bit inappropriate, the Grand Duke of the Blood Race is more worried about what will happen to the other party when he picks up the copper coin.

This is also the reason why he directly pressed his nails on Zhuge Gen's main artery from the beginning, because these oriental Taoist priests had too many cards in their cards, and they must not be given time to prepare.

He didn't want to make a big somersault at this time.

However, the Grand Duke of the Blood Race did not realize it.

Just as he continued to walk forward with Zhuge Gen, the other party breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly.

Three copper coins, now only one is left.

Although I don't know if it will work, but as far as the current situation is concerned?

This is already the best effort I can do.

After counting the time, even if there is something to talk about, the boss should finish talking now.

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The village entrance of Heping Town is located in a forest 500 meters away from the railway station.

A bonfire rose from the cleared ground in the hardwood forest with its abundance of ancient trees.

The air humidity in the south itself is high, and the leaves of the broad-leaved forest will retain moisture, so the ground under our feet is very wet and muddy, but I don't know if it is because of the rising bonfire or because of the shock of Prince Edward.

Around the campfire, not a single bug can be seen.

Looking up at the bright moon in the night sky, Prince Edward held a crystal glass in his hand.

Under the reflection of the flames, the red liquid in the cup was tinged with disturbing viscous and dark red.

A gust of wind blew, and the air smelled a little more wine. Next to Prince Edward, there was a bottle of old red wine that had just been opened, and there was still about a third of the wine in it lying on the ground.

Picking up the wine glass, the delicate crystal cup pressed against Edwards' scarlet lips, and two unusually sharp fangs pierced into the dark red wine.

No throat throbbing was seen, but the liquid in the glass was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a frown, Edwards subconsciously saw not far away.

The flames were faint, but the human form could still be seen vaguely.

On an ancient banyan tree with tangled roots, a naked woman was hanging. At this moment, the woman's head was facing down, like a fish out of water, wriggling her body crazily.

But a woman's behavior is not to break free.

Right in front of her, there was a sleeping child lying on the ground. The child's appearance was about [-]% similar to that of a woman. It should be a pair of mother and daughter.

The difference is that the little girl is in a coma at the moment.

A grand duke of vampires popped out his fingernails, like a sharp razor, across the innocent sleeping face of the little girl.

Not knowing what he was thinking, the Grand Duke of Vampire swallowed subconsciously.

But the next moment, his behavior was discovered by another grand duke of the blood race behind him.

He kicked him immediately, and warned in a low voice with stern eyes:

"You bloody idiot, what are you thinking? This is food for His Royal Highness!"

The deep words were like the murmurs of an ancient god, and the Blood Duke's face couldn't help showing a little unnatural fear.

It was as if a pot of holy water had been poured on his head, instantly dispelling the evil thoughts in his heart.

The grand duke of the blood clan didn't dare to think too much, and quickly regained his spirit.

A sharp nail popped out from the finger, drawing a deep bloodstain on the little girl's snow-white neck.

There is a special anticoagulant on the vampire's nails, which can make the wound on the girl's neck bleed for a long time.

Holding an exquisite water bottle, the Grand Duke of Vampire grabbed the little girl.

In this way, the blood flowed out one after another and gathered in this exquisite crystal vessel.

The poor mother who was hung on the tree next to her was different from the little girl, she did not fall asleep, and when she saw her daughter being let out a little bit of blood, she struggled like crazy.

The body was tied with rough ropes, and the skin on the arms was worn out by the ropes.

The blood and minced meat were absorbed by the thick rope, and the color changed from the initial yellowish brown to the current dark red color.

The sharp burrs scrape the woman's flesh like a file. This pain is enough to make the macho cry, but the woman is still struggling.

Drooling, disheveled hair, pleading because of the bloodshot eyes hanging upside down.

A desperate pleading sound came out of his mouth.

But because his mouth was blocked, he could only hear the sound of "woo woo woo".

Let a mother watch her daughter being killed,
Even a beast can't do such a cruel thing.

But the blood-blooded grand dukes around didn't care, and even a bit of joking and excitement could be seen in their eyes, as if this was a very interesting game.

Time passed drop by drop.

The girl's face gradually turned pale, and the delicate crystal vessel became more and more alluring because of the blood.

The mother's body was no longer struggling, and she couldn't tell whether it was saliva or tears, dripping down her forehead and hair tips, her empty eyes flashed with despair, and there was a trace of helplessness and hatred that made people uncomfortable.

The Grand Duke of the blood clan ignored the blood meal.

When the little girl's last drop of blood was drained, her body was thrown away like garbage.

The pale corpse fell in the fallen leaves and soil, the blood splashed from the neck was smeared on the face, and a pair of empty eyes looked at the sky without knowing.

In the cold moonlight, the Grand Duke of the Blood Race held the vessel with both hands.

He walked carefully to Prince Edwards, and poured fresh hot blood into the red wine bottle along the spout of the container. With a slight movement of his wrist, the blood gradually merged with the wine.

In the end, there was a strange smell in the air.

It smelled a bit like blood, and at the same time had a bit of the smell of red wine.

"Your Highness, your food and drink are ready."

(End of this chapter)