I! Vampire ancestors

Vlad III’s toughness exceeded Su Xiaoye’s imagination.

Withdraw!

This thought immediately arose in Su Xiaoye’s mind.

It’s a pity that when Su Xiaoye’s heart retreated, his body was already covered with thin thorn strips.

“Let go of me! Let me go! ”

Su Xiaoye struggled desperately.

Those thorn strips, like tarsal maggots, move slightly, they are all sharp pains that tear skin and prickly flesh.

The more you struggle, the deeper the thorn strip pulls.

No wonder Vlad III said that Su Xiaoye was not an ordinary person.

Change to ordinary people, two or three lives are not enough!

“It’s so cold…”

“Oops… I’ve lost too much blood…”

Su Xiaoye’s body limbs gradually became cold, and his eyelids were heavy, and he always wanted to close.

He knew that once he closed and slept, he might never wake up!

“Honestly, you still honestly become my blood food.”

Vlad is recovering more and more.

Originally, his hands and feet could not move, but now one of Vlad’s hands can move.

Vlad hooked his fingers with one hand, and the thorny ancient tree tied Su Xiaoye and pulled him to him.

Vlad smiled wickedly and opened his mouth, revealing two pointed blood-sucking fangs.

“Bah!”

Su Xiaoye spat on Vlad III’s handsome face.

Vlad III: “…”

“You ——!! dead”

Vlad III raised his hand to wipe the phlegm from his face, and let out a sharp scream that tore his eardrums.

Puffy ….

The windows of the thorny castle were all shattered, turning into crystal clear fragments and spilling them all over the ground.

“What’s the noise!”

Su Xiaoye shouted, swung his neck, and slammed his head on Vlad III’s face.

The head of Vlad III was thrown back, and the back of his head slammed heavily on the trunk of the ancient thorny tree.

Together with the tall bridge of the nose, it was tilted by Su Xiaoye’s head, and the nosebleed flowed down as if the faucet had opened.

“Bastard !!!”

“I won’t suck your blood dry, I’m going to turn you into my blood slave!”

Vlad III’s eyes were scarlet as blood, and the cold light burst, and he opened his mouth and bit Su Xiaoye’s neck.

The blood-sucking fangs bit through the skin of Su Xiaoye’s neck, just biting the aorta, and blood poison was injected into it.

Blood poison accompanied the blood circulation of the aorta, flowing throughout the body, changing Su Xiaoye’s physique, and turning him into a blood slave.

Blood slave of Vlad III.

Whether a vampire sucks blood or injects blood poison, it will be similar to a mosquito, accompanied by another substance.

This substance will not make the bitten person feel pain, and even obtain supreme pleasure.

Su Xiaoye did not have this kind of pleasure, he only had boundless anger.

“Ahhhhhh

Su Xiaoye roared lowly, and his hands continued to blast Vlad III.

Vlad III’s heart was that grievance.

When he was “sucking blood” for the first time, he was hammered.

“Don’t struggle, I’m going to turn you into a blood slave, and then make you suffer countless humiliations, let you lick your shoes for me!”

“Come on! Come and become the blood slave of the great Vlad! ”

Vlad III called out from the bottom of his heart.

With the infusion of blood poison, flowing all over the body, Su Xiaoye’s blood became scalding, boiling, gurgling, and countless strange forces were revived.

“No…”

Su Xiaoye’s dark eyes suddenly turned blood red.

Rumble!

In an instant, a pitch-black and ominous force erupted from Su Xiaoye’s body.

Like a black bottomless ink, with Su Xiaoye as the center, like a large black cloth, the cloth unfolded, swallowing space, devouring everything, and flooding the atrium of the thorny castle.

Suck blood!

Rampage!

Vice!

All kinds of negative emotions, like a flood.

This pitch-black force was so ominous that Vlad III was shocked and released his blood-sucking fangs.

Together with Vlad III, they were stunned.

“This is … This is a curse! The curse of the Lord – the curse of blood! ”

Vlad screamed in horror.

This is not pretend, it is real, it comes from deep fear and horror.

“Nope! No way! Why do you have the curse of the blood of Jehovah!? ”

Vlad’s face was distorted, frightened, incredulous, afraid, puzzled, and various expressions crowded onto his face.

“Only Cain, the first true ancestor of the blood clan, became a vampire because of the curse of Jehovah’s blood, and he is also the world’s first vampire, also known as the vampire ancestor!”

Vampire Cain, the first true ancestor of the blood clan, the ancestor of vampires.

The root cause is that it is because of God’s blood curse that Cain became a vampire.

It is rumored that Vlad III has a bloody madness, but in fact, he did not become a vampire after being bitten by the blood clan, but fell under the blood curse of the First True Ancestor.

Then from the vampire count, slowly and step by step to the realm of the vampire grand duke!

Cursed by God, that is the treatment of Cain, the first true ancestor.

Vlad III really couldn’t figure it out, and he couldn’t believe why Su Xiaoye had God’s curse on his body.

“Aaaaa

Su Xiaoye shouted hysterically.

A bloodthirsty desire hit the heart!

Because of the blood poison injected by Vlad III, the blood curse of God hidden in the depths of Su Xiaoye’s bloodline suddenly broke out.

Su Xiaoye’s eyes were blood-red, and the two tiger teeth in his mouth became sharper.

He bit down and bit Vlad III’s neck, followed by a frenzy of blood sucking.

Vlad III: “…!??! ”

As the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, Vlad III, whose murderous name once threatened the entire Middle Ages, was actually sucked blood by a little ghost?!

Vlad III was shocked, frightened, and devastated.

“My power… How can it be…… Really sucked away by him? ”

Vlad III wanted to break free from Su Xiaoye’s blood sucking, and found that under the influence of God’s curse, he could not give birth to a little resistance at all.

“My power… That’s my power… No, you can’t take it away! ”

Vlad III was desperate and furious.

He felt that his power as a vampire Grand Duke was like a river flowing, gushing endlessly, and there was no way to stop it.

God cursed, the darkness is boundless, Vlad III is desperate!

Without the power of the blood clan, there is undoubtedly only a dead end waiting for Vlad III!

“No—I’m not willing! My first beast, the War Ancient Tree, kill! Kill him for me! ”

Vlad III, who was still trapped in the beast, let out a final low roar hysterically.

[Crying, asking for flowers, collections, and evaluation votes].