Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 283


Yetong didn't carry out Tarson's order, she was already at a loss, how could she kill someone?

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Chu Yan's face turn around, but strong blood radiated from the pile of blurred flesh and blood in front of Zhilan.


And Enmeng's head was at Zhilan's feet, no one found out when she tore Enmeng into pieces.


Lan Sinuo stared at her in disbelief, strong blood rushed into his nostrils, it was indeed Enmeng's blood, he could smell it. "Grandma, you...you killed Enmeng?"


Zhilan wiped the blood on her hands gracefully with a silk handkerchief, raised her eyebrows and smiled in response to her grandson, "That's right, because she deserves to die!"


Asano wanted to rush over, but was held back by Huang. "Asano, Enmeng must die!"


"Why did you kill her? The queen mother is fine!" Lan Sinuo was heartbroken and wanted to cry without tears.


Zhilan's stern figure flashed, grabbed Lan Sinuo by the neck and threw him far away.Lan Sinuo slammed on the cabinet and fell hard. Before he could get up, he was pulled up by Zhilan again.


"Grandma..." Lan Sinuo had never seen Zhilan go crazy like this before, he was too frightened to look into her blood red eyes.


"Don't call me grandma! You little bastard almost caused me to lose my daughter, and you still defended that little bitch after she died. You are not my grandson at all!"


"Grandma, I know I was wrong."


"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking! Want that little bitch to be your princess? If you're infatuated enough, you can go to hell with her. I know your father better than you. If he knows your If something like this happens to your mother, the first one will kill you first."


"Zhilan, that's enough, Lan Sinuo already knows his mistake!" Chulin rushed over to hold her back, "He's still young, let him be spared!"


Only then did Zhilan throw Lan Sinuo on the ground, but she couldn't help but growl at Chulin, "He's still young? Humph, my daughter knew how to protect her grandmother and younger brother when she was 200 years old, but he only knows how to eat Crawling inside and out! He should also think about how many times Chuyan died for him?! Not only did he not repay his kindness, but he attracted enemies instead. It would be better to kill him as soon as possible to keep such a beast!"


Lan Sinuo didn't know what to do with Zhilan's words, guilt, pain, and self-blame... What annoyed him the most was, why did God let him meet Enmeng? !

He also had to admit that Zhilan was right in scolding him, he could indeed betray his family for Enmeng, and he should have beaten him, but Zhilan's anger was hard to dissipate, obviously it was not as simple as beating him.


"Grandma...Grandma, I don't dare anymore, I know I was wrong."


"If you have the ability to ask your father and mother to forgive you, don't call me grandma." Zhilan turned to Asano and said, "If you want to avenge your daughter, come and kill me. I will give you a chance."


At Chulin, the Eighth Elders were asked to bring Asano back to the Spirit Clan, and ordered his followers to collect Enmeng's bones for burial.


He checked Chuyan's wound, and it would take about half an hour to fully heal, so he could only arrange for Tarson to send her, Yetong, and Lan Snow back to the Blood Palace.


After watching Tarson's car drive away, he returned to check the documents Asano left in the study.


Zhilan went to the kitchen to find something to eat, opened the refrigerator and saw the blood stored on the bottom layer, she got angry just now, and she was indeed a little hungry, she reached out to the blood, but she didn't take it—these In the first year, Chulin did not allow her to drink other people's blood.


"Zhilan, you should eat when you're hungry, don't you be scared by Chulin?"


Zhilan stood upright in an instant, and muttered in astonishment, "An Ze?"


She turned around and saw Anze in a silver suit, he was walking step by step, his golden hair was light and elegant under the lamp, his handsome face was a little pale, maybe because he hadn't drank blood for a long time, he A blue blood vessel on the forehead is particularly clear, which also makes the face look more melancholy.


He propped his hands on the refrigerator, and held Zhilan in front of him, "Zhilan, you must miss me very much, how surprised you look in your eyes?!"


"How did you crawl out of the coffin? Victor will never let you out at this time!"


"Yes, of course he won't let me out. It was Leng Yumo who took Shiran into the imperial mausoleum and poured Shiran's blood on Rex. My dear father woke up and didn't want to drink his grandson's blood. I killed several imperial tomb bodyguards, and when those bodyguards were struggling, blood splashed on my coffin."


Anze said, looking at the stairs, "Chulin is concentrating on checking the documents, I'm still hungry, why don't we go out to hunt for food."


While Zhilan was in a daze, he quickly kissed her on the forehead, the breath was cool and lingering, and sprayed on her face, "Zhilan, I know, every time you see blood, you will always think of our past indulgences and happiness." On the days when you killed Enmeng just now, that move was clean and neat, and I taught it myself."


Zhilan was at a loss for words, she pushed him away and turned and ran into the living room, she pressed her chest uneasily, her dead heart seemed to be beating wildly again.


Anze took out a bag of blood from the refrigerator and poured two cups. While Zhilan was not paying attention, he pinched his finger and added two drops to a cup of blood, shook it, and walked out of the kitchen with it.


"Zhilan, I know you can't let go of Chulin, so just drink this cup with me, and we will never see each other again from now on."


She still remembered when Anze transformed her into a vampire and forced her to drink blood, but she refused in horror, so he personally grabbed a young and beautiful woman like her and said it was their dessert.


He had been obsessed with that woman for a long time, biting her neck when he was in a trance, and pressing her in front of her, forcing her to swallow.He said that when a person is emotional, blood is the sweetest and most delicious, and the food bestowed by God must not be wasted.


He was like a smiling god of death. She hated her attachment to blood, but she couldn't get rid of the greed and madness that came from her nature.


When she escaped from Anze for the first time, he handed a cup of blood to her in the same way, and said, "Just drink this cup with me, and we will never see each other again."

(End of this chapter)