Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 221 Elegant Noble VS Blood Hunting Girl 11
During the conversation, Marquis Ander had already come to Manro, he lowered his head, his eyes were full of interest: "You are the sweetest human being I have ever seen, I am reluctant to end your life so soon, as long as you are willing to be obedient , I will try my best to let you live longer."

After saying these words, Marquis Ander stood there. He liked to see girls trembling in fear and enjoying their begging for mercy on their knees.

But all around was quiet, nothing.

Man Luo lowered his eyes gradually, and the emotion in his words was inexplicable: "Since you did those things, I'm relieved."

"Don't worry?" Marquis Ander couldn't keep up with the girl's thinking.

The next moment, the girl suddenly smiled and approached him: "Yes, don't worry...kill you."

At the last word, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and a long silver sword pierced through the heart of Marquis Ander.

His eyes that were still full of interest suddenly widened, and his blood-red eyes changed from unbelievable to terrified. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the strange and complicated patterns on the long silver sword.

That's... the logo of the Blood Hunt.

"You are, blood hunter?!" Ender wanted to roar, but no sound could come out of his throat, the texture of pure silver eroded the heart of his vampire.

Manro's eyelashes blinked slightly, and while pulling out the long sword, Ander's body instantly turned into black grains of sand.

Glancing at the black sand scattered on the ground, Man Luo slowly took out a handkerchief to wipe the long sword clean, and she walked to the window.

The moon was hidden in the clouds, and the girl's face was hazy, and her melodious voice resounded in the night: "I'm here to find you, Yongye~"
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Deep in the hinterland of the blood clan.

In front of the huge glass window, a slender figure stood still.

There was no light in the room, but the man seemed to have a faint halo on his body. The pure black dress blended in with the night, making him look extraordinarily cold and lonely.

The old butler in a tuxedo came to the long table with a tray, the red wine bottle was tilted, and the crystal liquid was poured into the glass, exuding a charming mellow aroma.

Yong Ye reached out and took the wine glass naturally. He lowered his eyes and saw his own reflection in the red wine.

Not knowing what to think of, the man's lips curled up slightly.

"She's funny..."

Rich and elegant voice.

The old butler was slightly stunned, and he raised his head uncertainly: "Prince, what did you say?"

"It's okay." Yong Ye withdrew his smile and turned around: "You go down first."

For Yong Ye's orders, the old housekeeper always obeyed unconditionally, he turned around and retreated after saluting respectfully.

Only Yong Ye was left in the entire hall.

He straightened his cuffs and walked to the cabinet. On the clean cabinet, there was a delicate and beautiful wooden box.

The man stretched out his slender fingers to pick the wooden box open, revealing a touch of silver in the red velvet. It was a short silver blade.

The blood race can't touch the silver products directly, Yong Ye can only touch the lines on it through the white gloves, the two long swords wrapped in roses, he knows this line very well, it is the symbol of the blood hunting organization.

So that girl, is it Blood Hunt?

In Yong Ye's mind, the image of a girl wielding a short blade appeared, she clearly had a deadly weapon in her hand, but she was smiling, and there was a deep darkness in those clear eyes.

It looks soft and harmless, but it is extremely dangerous.

Such a person is not like a human being, nor is she like a blood race. She seems to be on the dividing line between light and darkness, and the whole person is like a mystery that makes it hard to see clearly.

It is such a mysterious girl who is even more unforgettable.

Yong Ye's cold eyes were rarely distracted, and at this moment, the outside wind suddenly blew in, and the faint fragrance of roses seemed to carry the sweetness of a girl.

(End of this chapter)