Chapter 9



Chu Yan pulled the small mink cloak sewn by her grandmother to wrap it around her body, sat on the side of the small bed, and played with Chu Ling with the cloth doll, Chu Ling giggled, and her sisters kept screaming.


Zhilan stared coldly at Chuyan by the stove, she hadn't eaten enough for two days, and Chulin only let her drink two cups of blood, staring at her daughter playing, the more itchy she felt.


"Chu Yan, do you know? The brand marks on your neck will be executed by the dark night tribe!"


Zhilan always frightens her greedily like this, like talking to her peers, without the slightest warmth, and Chuyan has long been used to it.


"The blue poppy on your neck belongs to Prince Victor of the West, and it is under the command of Prince Anze here. As Victor's food, how can you run around casually? Do you know that you are a sweet potato? You are not A good boy, you are not your father's good daughter!"


In Zhilan's eyes, Chuyan is a steaming sweet pastry, delicious, she can't eat it, and she doesn't want others to devour it, her blood red eyes are full of sinister anger and jealousy.


Chuyan hated talking to her, and held the soul-locking sword tightly, ready to strike at any time. "If you dare to come over, I will kill you!"


Zhilan's eyes were red, she wasn't crying, but she had a fighting spirit, she smiled softly, "Chu Yan, be good, don't be impulsive, your father will be back in a while, if he sees me hurt, he will definitely blame you!"


Chuyan refused to let go, and was at a stalemate with her.


Zhilan took a step back, "I'll go, I'll go out, and I'll come back after your father comes back."


"Father forbids you to go out, he forbids you to drink human blood!"


"I'm just going out to play, and I'll be back in a while." Zhilan smiled, retreated softly like a snake, and quietly locked the door from outside.


Chu Ling has the blood of the blood clan, and his hearing is extremely keen. When he was arguing with Chu Yan, he became uneasy, stared at the door, and shrank away from the corner of the bed. "Sister, there are bad people." These were the only five words he could articulate.


Chu Yan hurriedly put Chu Ling's boots on, carried him on his back and rushed to the door.


Chu Ling first reminded, "There are seven."


"Where is it?" Chuyan asked, pointing to the rear window.


"Four." Chu Ling replied obediently.


Chuyan pulled the curtain of the wing room to swing up the beam, put Chuling on it, and told him not to make a sound, she jumped down, walked quietly to the back window, swung two swords ferociously, blood stained the window lattice, the vampire outside the door Break through the door and rush in...


That day, Chuyan killed more than a dozen vampires, and she was also seriously injured. Her arms and legs were bitten, and she was dying. She really didn't expect that these vampires were all brought by Zhilan.


She collapsed in the snow in the yard, and Zhilan quietly leaned over, holding Chuyan who was seriously injured, greedily licking the blood on her arm.


"Chuyan, have you conceded? You should have conceded a long time ago. How could you bring your grandma here and steal Chulin's attention together? Chulin belongs to me alone. He is not your father, and he doesn't need it. Love and be filial to anyone, do you understand? Prince Anze will not let you go, he will kill you, your grandmother, and your brother..."


(End of this chapter)

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