The vampire also glanced at the man on the ground.
His face was still flushed, and in the sight of the two blood races, he lowered his eyes in embarrassment and saluted them respectfully.
The round hole bitten out by the vampire healed quickly.
After the blood servant retreated.
The woman smiled at Yun Xia: "When the vampires suck blood, it will give humans... that feeling."
She didn't make it very clear, but Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, "So we searched for blood slaves, and we also like to find young boys and girls. Their blood is the sweetest. The old man's blood doesn't taste so good."
Yun Xia blinked.
She reacted ignorantly for a while. Only then did I understand what the other party meant.
Huh
It turns out... For humans, there is another feeling to suck blood.
The original owner was not keen on sucking blood, and rarely paid attention to the blood servant's reaction, so this was the first time Yun Xia heard about it, so it was a bit novel.
But if that's the case... she can't go directly to bite the Pope. Because this kind of thing can only be done with the projection body. For others, even just feeling is not okay.
Yun Xia thought about it.
—Then she will find a way to get the Pope's blood, get it in a cup and drink it. If she doesn't bite her mouth, she won't bring any feelings to others.
She thought for a moment, "I'm going out recently, and I'll leave the family to you for the time being... If someone refuses to obey the discipline, you don't have to worry about it, just write it down, and let me deal with it when you come back."
The woman said respectfully: "Yes."
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The streets at night are extremely lively.
The bright moonlight hangs high in the sky, and the streets are full of traffic.
Among the crowd, a slender figure was wearing a cloak with a hood covering his face.
The silver-haired blood pupils were all hidden in the black cloak, only the small chin and red lips were exposed.
Holding the cloak in her little hand, Yun Xia walked among the crowd curiously.
She is a little hungry now.
The breath of people around came from all directions, but no one made her feel hungry.
Almost like anorexia.
Yun Xia was a little worried, and was about to go around the temple, but suddenly heard someone shouting urgently: "Quick! Grab her!"
The girl was startled, shrank back into the cloak, and opened her crimson eyes.
But the other party was not calling her.
Several guarding believers quickly walked through the crowd, drew out the long swords around their waists, and said loudly:
"The witch is there! Catch her!"
Witches are symbols of evil, even more feared than vampires. Because the blood race hadn't appeared blatantly for a long time, but the witches and Gu masters frequently appeared to kill people.
The crowd suddenly became chaotic, and then stopped by the guard believers, who were well-trained to guide the people.
The scene was quickly brought under control.
Surrounded in the open space, the witch quickly drew out her wand and chanted spells, like the howling of a ghost, which was creepy.
The guards all looked dignified.
But the next moment.
Yun Xia smelled an extremely sweet smell of blood.
In the carriage not far away, the noble tasseled gold thread hung down, and a slender and slender hand tapped the scepter that symbolized status.
The witch's chants stopped.
As if being choked by an invisible wind, horror filled her pupils, the wand fell to the ground, and the whole person was slowly lifted into the air.
The guards immediately lowered their heads and bowed down to welcome them.
The people also knelt down spontaneously, touching their foreheads to the ground.
Like believers who welcome the light of faith, they dare not even raise their heads.
It seems that even looking at it is a blasphemy against God.
(end of this chapter)