After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Chapter 234 Lance's Dinner

Serra stopped and stared at the painting.

She recognized that she had turned into ashes in the painting.

She was lying in a black coffin lined with red, with her eyes closed, holding a lily in her hand, and her complexion was as pale as a ghost.

This is like her frozen appearance after death, the beauty is miserable.

"What are you stopping here to look at?" The handsome vampire suddenly appeared next to her, sniffing the fragrance of blood on her body, restraining the desire surging in his throat.

It smells good, without a trace of pollution.

Sera pointed to the painting, "Who is in the painting?"

"Are you still a virgin?" She suddenly looked back when she answered the wrong question, took a step back and stood up the steps strangely and uncomfortably, "Can you smell it?"

"You smell sweeter than them, that's a good thing." He replied with a smile, not feeling how beastly his words were at all.

Sera endured her disgust and didn't show it. Seeing that he was just talking and didn't intend to kill herself, she followed the footsteps of the person in front and walked to the upper floor, "So, who is the woman in that painting?"

"Master's dead wife, isn't she beautiful, her smooth brown hair and face are worthy of everyone's pity." The vampire followed her, singing praises.

Sera stroked her golden hair and twisted it around her fingertips.

Her body didn't have such smooth brown hair, and her blond hair, which she hadn't managed for a long time, fled through the forest, looking like a messy pile of yellow withered grass.

There are hundreds of rooms in Mason Manor, and her room is not far from Anna Xi's, and she can see it at a glance near the stairs.

The two doors were locked, and they looked the same as before.

The curtains in the corridor were lowered to block the light, the carpet was the same color as blood, and the whole atmosphere was depressing.

The young girls who came with her were terrified of going into a house with an interior that looked like a cemetery, even though they were sure they wouldn't die.

The vampire behind him suddenly grabbed Sera's wrist, "Your blood must be given to special people, not with them."

"What? Who is it dedicated to?" Sera's heart skipped a beat, and she was picked up by the opponent with one hand, and appeared at the door of a certain room.

"You belong to Lance, Sue, let her clean up by borrowing your room."

She was pushed into a bedroom, and the female vampire standing by the door glanced at the intruder, "Lance will go back to the capital with the master tomorrow for a birthday party, and you want to pack it for him as a farewell gift?"

"She smells good, and it'll be even better when washed. Lance will like the taste."

Sierra was choked and brought up to the female vampire for her to smell.

The latter sniffed her neck, bared her teeth, and retracted them restrainedly, "It's very good, but the skin is too smelly. I'll take her to take a bath."

Everyone is online for the vampire's aesthetics. After scrubbing off the stains on her body in the bathroom, Sera felt that she had at least lost a lot of weight, and looked more like dried flat kidney beans.

When he came out wrapped in a bath towel, the female vampire outside was nowhere to be seen.

There was a pure white printed high-waisted dress on the bed, and the blood stains on it should look good.

She put on the skirt calmly. The open neckline was made so large that it could only cover half of her chest, and the rest was exposed along with her thin shoulders.

The skirt is ankle-length and has a good drape, but it is really not cold in winter.

She searched in the room, then took a coat from the cabinet and put it on. It was also very thin and couldn't cover the skin on her chest.

Sela sneezed, touched her nose, and pushed the door open.

The corridor was empty, and there were still vampires walking around, but it would disappear completely.

Where have they all gone?

She pursed her lips, and simply walked around to look at the decorations on the wall.

Rosehill's taste hasn't improved at all. He moved the bloody war paintings from his old castle here. Is it impossible to live there?So many antique objects have been moved here.

"Ah."

She sneezes again.

Down the stairs, Su was stabbed by a vampire next to him.

"You didn't lock the door?"

He heard the woman walking up and down.

Su frowned, and glanced at the shadows in the living room ahead.

The place was smoky, one person's crossed legs changed, and the fingers wearing rings of different colors flicked cigarette ash.

Lance stood beside him, looking at Su, "Let the people in the blood bank escape?"

Su bowed his head and said respectfully: "No, a clean dessert came today, dedicated to you."

Lance looked down at the man leaning on the sofa, "Does the master need it? I can share it with you."

He raised his eyes, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes, and signaled indifferently, "Don't dirty the floor, clean up the corpse."

Lance smiled, "I knew you would refuse. I also left a gift in your room. You haven't eaten for almost a week. You are very weak."

Sierra fumbled alone, fumbled and opened a door.

This was supposed to be her piano room, but all the pianos were gone, and the room was opened up to create a huge space. Many boys and girls sat in it, with long cuts on their wrists, and blood flowed into the glass wine bottle along the skin.

It is unknown how many people will get sick and lose their lives by this crude way of taking blood.

The strong smell of blood made Sera take a step back, and her already cold body shivered and crashed into the warm embrace behind her.

"Miss, you went to the wrong room."

A gentle male voice sounded above his head.

Sera turned and looked up, "Lance?"

Lance has blond hair, cut very short, with a small silver cross on his ear, a gentle expression, and a pair of harmless red eyes.

"Recognize me?" He took her hand, gently stroked her skin with his fingertips, and sighed, "I'm a little thinner, but it's okay."

She guessed right.

Sera knew that he treated her as dinner, so she tightened her hand on the hem of the skirt, "Can I pay first?"

"Huh?" He was stunned for a moment, surprised that the other party didn't show any surprise or admiration for his appearance.

"Want money?"

Sera nodded, "Give the money first, then eat."

Lance: "."

"You're so special." He maintained his demeanor.

"Well, actually, I just don't want to be enjoyed by you." Sera said seriously.

Lance: "."

The smile in his eyes receded, "It turned out to be a cold joke, are you not worried that you will die at all?"

Ser pulled up his coat, "Can you force yourself to eat a meal today? I actually came here to serve the Duke of Rosehill as dinner."

Su who was at the stairway listened to these words, and she looked in a certain direction.

The owner is no longer in position.

Anger grew in Lance's heart. He stretched out his fingers and pinched her chin, "Miss, the consequences of offending a gentleman are very serious."

He wanted to break her skull and shut her mouth.

"Lance." Sera said to him softly and gently, "I just want to see the Duke of Rosehill and ask him if he lost his ruby ​​necklace."

Lance let go of his hand and stared at her intently, suspicious in his eyes.

"who are you?"

"His dinner."

　There is another update that will be posted after 12 o'clock.

　　No way, I'm going to play tomorrow hahaha, so I can only take it apart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)