Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 164



Many years ago, when Goslin and Leng Yumo first met, he gave her a token of love.


He said that it could save her life in a critical moment, and asked her to hide it under the skin of her arm so that other bloods would not find it.


She has lived a stable life these years, and has never used it. The last time Victor hung her on the frame of the execution ground, she was hung by her arm and could not be used at all. This time is different.


Seeing that Anze across from her was already sitting on the sofa reading a book, she quietly turned and went into the bathroom, closed the door, and turned on the faucet.


Danko's nails on his hand became sharp and long, and he reluctantly cut a deep bloody gash on his left arm three centimeters away from his wrist, fiddled with the blood inside, and found a blue gemstone in the shape of a clover.


"I found you." She sighed in surprise, the wound on her arm healed, and she put the gem in the water to make it clear and clean, "Shamrock, I summon you in the name of Prince Yumo, please help me, please help me immediately ..."


The sapphire brilliance filled the entire bathroom, a swirling cold wind swept out of thin air, and all the objects placed in the bathroom fell to the ground.


Anze in the opposite cell heard the voice and asked loudly, "Goslin, what the hell are you doing?"


"It's okay, I accidentally slipped and fell."


"Troublesome woman!"


In the bathroom, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in a white dress appeared in front of Goslin, with a delicate round face, delicate and pleasant, and a clover pendant around her neck, shining brightly.


Gosling asked tentatively, "You are Clover? You really look like a cute little angel."


Clover was a little impatient. She was busy contacting the leaders of the Spirit Race, but she didn't expect to be led here. "I never help vampires, but, considering your relationship with Prince Yumo, tell me, what's the matter?"


"I have a letter, please help me send it to the blood clan imperial tomb."


"The imperial tomb of the blood clan? There are dead people in the imperial tomb, how do they read letters?"


"There is only one person who should read the letter. If you kill a guard and throw away the coffin, everything will be fine." After Goslin finished speaking, she quickly pulled out the bathrobe hanging on the wall, bit her finger, and began to write on it...


===

When Chuyan woke up, he saw the alarm clock on the bedside table next to the coffin bed showing 20:35.


"Sleeping for two days?" She muttered and turned over, turning to the man beside her with his back to her. His maroon curly hair was smooth and shiny, but much longer than usual. Shawl long hair.


Chuyan rubbed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to caress the silky hair, "Victor, how did your hair...how did it become like this?" As she spoke, she leaned against his back and said coquettishly, " I still prefer shorter ones, like clusters of petals, so beautiful."


He turned over and smiled slyly, "It seems that the most powerful vampire killer is nothing more than that. I have changed people around me and didn't realize that my son and I look so alike?"


"Ah——" Chuyan screamed and dragged the quilt to wrap his body, and hurriedly escaped out of bed, "Your son? Victor is your son? You...you are the blood king?"


Chuyan looked at him warily, and he was indeed very similar to Victor, except that he was a little shorter and his hair was a little longer.


Although that face was printed in the same mold as Victor, it is not as sinister and ethereal as Victor, but has a calm and gloomy demeanor. Perhaps because of his age, his eyeballs are a strange purple red, The eye sockets are also deeply sunken, making the nose and cheekbones stand out.


Specifically, Victor is glamorous like a perfect combination of an angel and a demon, while his father is ghastly like an evil spirit that has just climbed out of a coffin.


"The king of blood, that's what they called me. No wonder, I've been asleep for so long, they probably forgot how to write my name. But you should know, my name is Rex Leicester, yes An old friend of your grandfather Leng Yindong!"


Chuyan pulled up the nightgown on the sofa and wrapped it around his body, "You...what do you want?"


Rex just sat up from the bed, shrugged, and pretended to smile blankly, "What can I do? You are not only my grandson's mother, but also my son's favorite woman!"


Chu Yan snorted coldly, "You don't have to play tricks in front of me. Why would you run out of the coffin if you don't want to?" Intuition told her that this former king of the blood clan was more difficult to deal with than Lengyin City.


"You are really a smarter woman than Gosselin, no wonder Victor is so obsessed with you." Rex smiled emotionally, "Write a note to Victor, saying that you will never see him again, and You have to do it!"


"No!" Chuyan will not be dominated by anyone, "I can't write, and I can't do it!"


"You can write it!" Rex smiled resolutely, raised his hand lightly, and pointed to the gemstone ring on the middle finger of Chuyan's right hand. Hold it, lift it up, put it on her own neck, no matter how she moves her arm, she can't move it away.


"Rix, even if you kill me, I won't write!"


"You're asking for trouble!"


"You'd better see clearly, if I die, Victor will hate you, Lan Sinuo will hate you too, my grandpa, grandma, father, mother and younger brother will try their best to seek revenge from you. You Choose a dirty queen for your son and give him a failed marriage, don't you think his life is not bad enough?"


Rex moved his muscles lazily, "Victor would be happier without you!"


"Hmph... If your definition of happiness is lonely and eternal life, he is indeed happy enough! Rex, your resurrection has overturned the rules of inheritance of the kings of the blood clan, and the souls of the ancestors of the blood clan will not let you go!"

(End of this chapter)