Only when the horse beast flapped its snow-white wings and the carriage resumed driving did the people in the hall dare to raise their heads.
Someone swallowed saliva, because of the extreme tension just now, his throat was dry, and the action of swallowing saliva naturally caused a slight sting, but that person didn't care, and asked the head elder with a trembling voice:
"That's... the legendary..."
The head elder had just gotten up, his legs and feet were still weak for a while, and he fell back into the seat, holding on to the armrest a little weakly, nodded, and said softly:
"... the king of the secret party."
"Hiss..."
The elders all gasped, and when they thought that what they had just faced was the young king of the blood race, they felt their bodies trembling again involuntarily.
"That girl just now... Could it be the king's blood servant?"
Suddenly someone murmured such a sentence, and the hall fell silent again.
No one knew what was going on.
If it is not a blood servant, how can a mere human girl know the great king of the blood clan
But it's a blood servant...
Everyone looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
Even the blood servants of the king have different identities. Why did the king come to pick him up in person...
And the casual question just now, it is clearly the feeling of being ready to support others...
The old people can't help but feel fantastic.
Someone glanced at Anna who was still sluggish on the futon, and asked in a low voice, "She...how to deal with it?"
The head elder glanced at the sluggish girl and pondered for a while. The hall fell silent again.
Everyone looked at the girl and knew in their hearts that there was absolutely no escape from capital punishment.
It was originally a false accusation, but now, the person who was falsely accused is still the blood servant of the secret party king...
The elders were silent.
…
On the carriage, the blood racer closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting his mind, his wine red pupils were covered, and his slender and thick eyelashes cast a shadow.
Yu Chu obediently sat beside him, glanced sideways at the vampire's pale and delicate face, hesitated slightly, then leaned over, and said in a low voice, "My lord?"
Lordel opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Have you never drank human blood before?" the girl asked curiously with her eyes open.
—This question is definitely considered an overreach and an offense to the vampires and the vampires they belong to.
No blood servant dared to talk to his master like this.
But Lordel didn't think it was strange, he just lowered his eyes slightly and nodded flatly: "No."
Yu Chu snorted.
She was about to sit back, but she was gently embraced around the waist. The other party leaned over slightly, with silver hair scattered, and a light and cold breath lingering.
Yu Chu's legs went limp for a moment.
She gritted her teeth, a little desperate for such a strong seductive effect, and said softly: "My lord?"
"Yeah." The blood race just responded in a low voice, and lifted the hair around her neck with pale and slender hands, and said in a calm and cold voice, "You can call me by my name."
There was a strange slight numbness on his neck, Yu Chu hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Lodel..."
As soon as the name came out of her mouth, she let out a quick moan and gritted her teeth.
The vampire's petal-like thin lips kissed the girl's neck, and the small fangs exposed on the lips gently rubbed, in exchange for the girl's body trembling unconsciously.
However, he was not in a hurry to eat directly, he held the girl's slender waist with one hand, and slowly reached down into the skirt with the other hand, covering the girl's legs.
Yu Chu bit his lips tightly.
The sobs almost overflowed her throat uncontrollably, and the girl weakly wrapped her arms around the blood clan's neck.