The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 1076 The Vampire Duke vs. the Downtrodden Female Lord 8
At midnight, everyone fell into a deep sleep, the door on the left side of the second floor opened "squeaky", and the closed eyes of the person in the next room suddenly opened their blood-red eyes.

He walked quickly to the window, and caught a glimpse of a slender figure under the moonlight swiftly darting towards the wilderness.

The man was silent for a moment, opened the window, and jumped down with his hands on it...

Xihe ran wildly in the wilderness, the wind blew her golden hair, jumping like an elf in the night, soon, she came to the abandoned castle, and stepped in without stopping.

She didn't see that the man who had been falling behind her at a distance was suffocating.

This Frigga...

The old castle became even more decayed, and rats scurrying around the corners of the walls. In a short period of time, many snakes and insects nested in the old castle. Xihe held the lamp and stepped on the stairs to the basement without hesitation.

She pushed open the coffin with great effort and leaned over to have a look, it was empty and hairless.

Xihe curled her lips, extremely disappointed: "I thought there would be a surprise."

She was weakly about to close the coffin, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, subconsciously turned her head, and bumped into a pair of blood-red eyes that were as magnificent and bright as rubies.

The man stood behind her, looking down at her condescendingly. His features were handsome, his sharp teeth were white, and he was full of evil for a moment, reminiscent of the ghosts and gods in Shura Hell.

Xihe almost stopped breathing, staring at him blankly.

The man thought she was frightened, and was satisfied in his heart. He grabbed her delicate neck, and the smooth skin made him rub his fingertips subconsciously. So it was this feeling, he thought to himself.

His palms were facing upwards, and his thumbs were rubbing against the red lips, which were soft and delicate.

The man's throat rolled twice, he wanted to drink blood... He slowly approached, smelling the sweet smell from her body with the tip of his nose, and closed his eyes with some enjoyment.

The next second, he suddenly widened his eyes.

He lowered his head and looked at someone biting his thumb in disbelief, his face full of intoxication, sucking blood with great joy.

The girl's face turned red, as if she had drunk two tanks of wine. He pulled her back hard and bit her tightly, staring at him with big wet eyes, as if accusing him of being so over the top, not even giving her blood to drink.

Ireland: "..."

I can't wait to slap this desperate woman to death.

The supreme, well-known second-generation blood Ailande, a guy who is so powerful that no one dares to mess with, but at this moment in this damp, dark basement, he has nowhere to attack a little woman.

Hit, can't hit, scold, this woman has long been stunned by him, and she can't hear even scolded.

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and threatened: "Hey, you damned servant, if you don't stop, I'll strangle you to death."

Of course Xihe couldn't hear it, she just felt that it smelled so good, like a hungry tramp who got a piece of delicious bread and couldn't care about anything else, just wanted to have a good meal.

She drank sheep's blood before, the taste was hard to describe, she would not drink it if she could.

So much so that she has been hungry since she became a vampire, except for the cup she drank in the castle last time, but it was the cup of extremely sweet blood that made her even more unbearable for sheep's blood.

At this moment, the delicacy is in front, let her give up?Don't think about it!

Erlande felt that if he didn't need this servant to make money to support himself, he would definitely suck her into a mummy!
Time passed by, seeing that Xihe was still sucking non-stop, Erlande cursed "I don't know how to die", grabbed the back of her neck and squeezed it lightly, Xihe couldn't help letting go mouthed.

The lower blood race absorbs the blood of the higher blood race, and if they are not careful, they will explode and die.

As a second-generation vampire, Erlande was even more powerful than the first-generation vampire. The power in her blood was simply not something a small low-level vampire in Xihe could bear. Her lip was bitten to a bloody mess in less than a minute.

Erlande frowned, opened her mouth, and put her palm in it.

Xihe bit subconsciously, but this time, no matter how hard she tried, the palm of her hand was like a branding iron, and her teeth were about to collapse, and she still couldn't bite.

She waved her arms and kicked her legs wildly, struggling hard.

Eland directly threw her into the coffin, holding her tightly with hands and feet. Seeing her sobbing in pain, she couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have given her so much to drink...

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Xihe didn't wake up until the next evening. She looked at the carved ceiling and blinked: "Did I sleepwalk last night?"

In the space, the dog was lying on its back, snoring like a sleeper.

Xihe lifted the quilt, got up from the bed and walked to the window, the gentle evening wind blew her hair all over her head, she closed her eyes, feeling the wind gently caressing her cheeks.

"Little master, are you awake?"

Xihe opened his eyes, and the old butler in the rose garden downstairs looked up with surprise in his eyes.

Xihe leaned out: "Brando, what are you holding?"

At this moment, the sky is full of sunset, some slaves in the manor are helping to chop firewood, some are twisting hemp rope, the smell of roasted ham comes from the direction of the kitchen, and children are chasing and playing with each other.

The old housekeeper narrowed his eyes with a smile, and raised the plump watermelon in his hand: "This is the fruit that Mr. Erlande bought in the town. It is said to be very delicious. I will cut it up and deliver it to you later."

At this moment, a man stood up among the flowers, took off his hat, and bowed gracefully to her.

Xihe blinked her eyes, she didn't know why, but now she looked at this Erlande very pleasing to the eye, white and tender, looking particularly...delicious.

She grunted and swallowed.

Downstairs, Erlande's face froze with particularly good eyes.

This Frigga...

He gritted his teeth secretly.

Xihe didn't know that she had done something hated by others again, she couldn't stop eating watermelon at the moment, it was so, so delicious!
Tears welled up in her eyes, woo woo woo, she has recovered her sense of taste!Thank God, thank that unknown vampire, she never called him an asshole anymore, she was willing to use so much blood to restore her sense of taste, she thanked his whole family.

Erlande who was thanked by the whole family: ...Thank you, it is not necessary.

However, at this moment, he felt inexplicably that she was very cute when she was eating the leg of lamb, her cheeks were bulging, her mouth was stained with oil, and her pair of purple eyes were shining and full of love.

The old housekeeper smiled and fed the little master, with an expression on his face, as if he was looking at a cute little pig.

Looking at him, he couldn't help wiping his tears with his sleeve.

It's not easy for his little master!

Recently, he has been pretending to be calm. He is afraid that people with malicious intentions will know about the little master's blood-drinking habit, and he is afraid that Leicester will send someone to force the little master to sell the manor. The burning phenomenon...he secretly asked the old leader about it.

That was a truth he couldn't bear.

Fortunately, the little master is fine.

He happily put the roasted ham on it: "little master, try this."

(End of this chapter)