Quick Pass Cannon Fodder Counterattack Guide

Chapter 299 The Abandoned Blood Race (17)

"Is it just such a simple sentence of hard work to send me away? Little Lilith, you are so heartless." The corner of the blood clan's mouth leaning against the door curled up into a faint smile, complaining half-truthfully.

"Is that so? How about Sivir, tell me, what do you want me to do?" Hearing this, Su Luo put down the book in his hand, and imitated his playful smile, taking the opportunity to test.

Hearing this, Sivir walked towards her, but didn't even look at Ronald who wanted to stop him from approaching his master, nor did he see any movement. The brown-haired servant froze in place, and a deep chill and fear came from him. Emerging from the depths of his soul, he trembled uncontrollably.

He knew that this was the suppression of the blood from the high-ranking blood, and he wanted to struggle even though he was unwilling, but he couldn't match the trembling from the soul.

Su Luo squinted his eyes halfway, allowing Sivir to walk in front of him.

He half-bowed down, and his smooth platinum-blond long hair fell down on her body like running water. Different from the rotten smell of other blood races that she couldn't ignore, the breath on his body was a clean and refreshing herbal fragrance, of which It is also mixed with an inexplicable allure that makes her almost use up all her self-control to not pounce on it.

She guessed that it was the closeness in the natural blood and the instinct of the blood race, and the deep desire for the blood of powerful people.

Half lowering her darkened eyes, she silently licked her itchy fangs, telling herself to restrain herself.

The next moment, a cold hand pinched her small and delicate chin, and lifted her face up with an irresistible force.

Su Luo didn't intend to resist, and met his deep, emotionless eyes, and said lightly, "Can I let my servant go?"

Sivir smiled softly upon hearing this, "Since it's your wish, then I don't care about his rudeness."

He tilted his head, his expression was indifferent, he didn't see any gentleness towards Su Luo, he lifted his thin lips, and said a word coldly, "Get lost."

It was only then that Ronald felt that he had regained control of his body. He glanced at Su Luo with a little panic, and the blood clan with a girlish appearance shook his head slightly at him. Then he lowered his head and returned to his usual calm. He looked shocked, but clenched his hands into fists, bowed deeply to the two "people", and backed out.

There was a faint smile in Sivir's voice, "You are quite protective of your servant, otherwise..." He swallowed back the second half of his sentence.

Naturally, Su Luo knew that his gentleness and harmlessness were only a manifestation of his confidence in his superior strength and his disdain for other creatures, just like even a mortal would not care about the ants at his feet. There are so many emotions that there is no interest in even getting a foot in the door.

But any ants who can't think of it and block his way will be crushed to death, and it's not worth mentioning.

For a blood clan with a proud nature, especially a top existence like him standing above the entire clan, Ronald's offenses were enough to kill him hundreds of times.

It's not that Ronald doesn't know this, but it's about his little master, and he has no other choice.

Su Luo didn't explain too much, but simply said, "Isn't it the responsibility and obligation of every superior to protect his followers?"

Xivir laughed loudly when he heard the words, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, "I didn't expect that you, a little girl, still have some awareness of the blood race of the previous generation, which is much better than those idiots now."

(End of this chapter)