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Chapter 163 Your Highness, Would You Like a Cup of Sweet and Delicious Blood?
Chiba asked the maid to bring in the gifts and cakes he brought back.

The gift from Chiba was a sterling silver cross necklace, which symbolized God's protection.

Nursery rhyme held the cross on the necklace tightly in the palm of his hand, watched Chiba bend down to light candles for her, cut the cake, and said softly: "Brother, in this world, you are the only family member I have left. "

"So, please be sure, don't leave me..."

"How could it be?" Young Master Qianye, who was so cruel to the outside world, looked at the nursery rhyme with a gentle and doting smile, "I will never abandon you, no matter what happens, I will stand in front of you .”

Nursery Yao leaned against Qianye's chest, and slowly fell asleep under the dim and warm candlelight.

When Qianye was about to carry Tong Yao to her room, she suddenly caught a glimpse of dark red in Tong Yao's palm.

Chiba's pupils shrank, and she stretched out her hand to separate Tong Yao's tightly clenched fingers one by one.

It turned out that because of too much force, Tong Yao's hand was pierced with a thin wound by the tip of the cross, and a few drops of dark red blood flowed out of the wound.

But it was precisely those few drops of blood that made Qianye unable to walk anymore, and his legs were still unable to take a step.

"Come,"

"come over,"

"Bend down and lick..."

He seemed to hear the call from those two drops of blood.

From the depths of his heart, bit by bit into his mind.

In the night where no one noticed, the blackness in Chiba's pupils was gradually fading away.

And gradually a dark red storm swept through.

The alluring voice carried an irresistible magic power, and it seemed to come from thousands of years ago, with a heavy sense of time precipitation.

Most importantly, that voice seemed to be a part of his body, very kind.

Facing Tong Yao's palm, Qianye slowly leaned over, lowered her head, and stuck out her tongue involuntarily.

But when the tip of her tongue touched the few spots of blood, the cross that Tong Yao held in her hand burst into a blinding white light.

Moreover, that white light carried an incomparably powerful force.

Obviously, the thing that he held tightly in the palm of his hand on the way back before, at this moment abruptly bounced Qianye away several steps.

"Master Elvis, this cross is a sacred artifact left by an elder during the night hunting battle thousands of years ago. It can withstand the attacks of all vampires below the ability of the twelve blood princes."

All of a sudden, Elvis O. Chiba remembered what the weapons shop owner said when he bought the cross.

At that very moment, several dark pictures flashed in Qianye's mind.

The pictures were a bit blurry, but he had a vague premonition in his heart, what those pictures depicted.

At this moment, the scent of blood dripping from Nursery Yao's hand in front of him was still stimulating his sense of smell and challenging his self-control.

The fuzzy images that kept flashing in his mind, and the sweet smell of blood that kept coming from his nose, these two stimuli made Chiba's whole body excited.

The dark red storm in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

Slowly, the storm in his eyes stopped.

Chiba's pupils turned into pure dark red, the same color as the fire of purgatory.

And the two spears on his upper row also stretched little by little, growing into two sharp fangs.

The gentleness and pampering she had before when facing nursery rhymes disappeared, but Elvis O. Chiba's momentum changed at this time.

The whole person seemed to be surrounded by a tyrannical and vicious atmosphere.

He glanced at the cross that Tong Yao held in his hand, and sneered with his lips curled up.

Fingers stretched towards the cross, slightly bent.

The cross once again emitted a strong white light, but the moment it touched Chiba's finger, it was overshadowed, and even let out a whimper.

Only then did Qianye look at the few drops of seductive blood on Tong Yao's palm with satisfaction.

Just as she was about to bend down, Qianye's gaze suddenly touched Tong Yao's beautiful and fair neck.

His eyes were getting darker, he tilted his head slightly, opened his mouth towards the back of Tong Yao's neck, and bent down.

(End of this chapter)