Bai Weiwei nodded and watched him go out quickly.
Then she immediately said, "Come on, buy some oil or something and set yourself on fire."
This time is a race against the clock.
The system reminds, "Vampires are flammable. You hold a candle for a while, and it will burn immediately. You don't need gasoline at all."
Bai Weiwei immediately rushed to the table and picked up the candlestick on the table.
Grab your hair and set it on fire.
Hair is the most flammable.
As a result, the firelight just touched her hair, and a pale and strong finger clasped the back of her hand tightly.
The light on the candlestick almost burned her hair.
But Bai Weiwei couldn't move.
The Prince behind him, his voice was indifferent and cold, "Weiwei, what are you doing?"
Bai Weiwei stiffened her neck and reluctantly turned her head.
Sure enough, I saw Arthur's gloomy face, and his eyes were full of twisted storms.
He said fiercely, "Are you going to set yourself on fire?"
Bai Weiwei: "Actually, I just think that this candlestick is very beautiful, just pick it up and enjoy it."
This excuse is still mentally retarded to willful.
Arthur didn't break out, just suppressed for a long time, then slowly opened her fingers and took the candlestick from her hand.
"This thing is more dangerous to you, don't touch it in the future."
His voice softened, but his eyes were still terrifyingly dark.
Then he let the servants in and took away all the candlesticks.
Most of the candlesticks are used by vampires to decorate the castle.
There are electric lights, and it doesn't matter if the candlesticks are lost.
Then he closed the door, and he personally watched to feed her blood.
His expression was terrifyingly cold, and although his movements were gentle, there was a compulsion that could not be rejected.
Bai Weiwei felt that the degree of his blackening seemed to be deepening again.
Arthur said in a gentle tone, "I ordered to go down and ordered a larger coffin. If you are tired, you can sleep with me."
When Bai Weiwei heard the coffin, she resisted, "I'll just sleep in the bed."
"Sometimes you have to sleep longer, the coffin is stronger."
Arthur looked up at her, his voice soft and dark.
"I know that forcing you to change your identity, you will not be able to accept it, I know that."
Bai Weiwei struggled hard, trying to make him normal, "It's okay, I'll accept it."
Arthur looked at her coldly, and then he couldn't help but let out a mocking smile.
"It's true that it was difficult for you to accept this identity at first, so you were a little depressed, so you would do something irrational like self-immolation. You accepted it after we slept together for a few years."
Coffins have special magic powers.
Force her to sleep for a few years, and she will slowly be brainwashed to accept the identity of the blood race.
In the past, some humans could not accept the identity of the blood race, and committed suicide due to depression.
So Arthur was not surprised at all, Bai Weiwei made the act of self-immolation.
After all, how much she hated the blood clan, he knew very well.
He had been guarding her for a long time, and he would quickly turn back as soon as he walked out.
Then I saw with my own eyes that her expression was indifferent, her fingers didn't even shake, and she planned to set herself on fire.
Arthur's emotions sank, sinking into hell.
He took out the injection, which was medicine from the rebel army.
The rebel army has the advantage of dealing with the blood clan for a long time, so many drugs against the blood clan are studied.
Anesthetics are used one by one.
Otherwise, their group of humans would not be able to last so long under the attack of the blood race.
Once the peace treaty was negotiated, he also got part of the drugs for the rebel army.
Bai Weiwei's expression changed when she saw the injection in his hand.