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Chapter 37 Earl, My Blood Is Not Sweet! (6)

Chapter 37 Earl, My Blood Is Not Sweet! (6)

Bai Zhi looked at Wendell Durand in surprise, what's going on with this guy?
Didn't you say you don't like werewolves?What are you preparing for!

Still smiling so softly!

……

Wendell Durand also danced with Gira, and everyone almost recognized the pair by now.

After all, there is no one except the princess who wags her tail so 6!
Bai Zhi looked at the smile on the face of the princess's father who was not far away, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth to comfort himself, this interface should be regarded as a tourist!Isn't it just that the side missions can't be completed!She doesn't care!

Fuck she doesn't care!Waste of youth, waste of points, blah blah!
……

Bai Zhi went back to the castle in a low mood, and when Shapomo Lifei saw her appearance, she quickly asked her what was wrong.

Bai Zhi replied weakly: "I'm fine, I think I'm going to disappear for a while."

"Why?" Shapomo Lifei was puzzled.

"Can you make the werewolf princess and Durand join forces to attack the hunter tribe and still be together?" Bai Zhi was melancholy.

"Why attack the hunter tribe?" Shapomo Lifei didn't understand.

"If you don't beat them, they will partner with werewolves to kill vampires?" Bai Zhi asked.

"Then you can go to the hunters and tell them not to kill vampires." Shabomo Lifei shrugged.

"Then I might as well wait until the hunter tribe is wiped out and kill Gira." Bai Zhi yawned, and her breathing gradually became steady while lying on the bed.

"..."

……

Wendell Durand has been a little bored recently, because the blood-sweet maid is gone.

And he has to work on fooling Gira to attack the hunter tribe first and then get married, which makes him upset.

"Come on!" Wendell Durand smashed the red wine glass he hadn't used for a few days.

"What...what's the matter, my lord?" Shabomo Life trembled.

"Where did Ace go?" Wendell Durand asked looking at the shards of glass on the ground.

"She... was rescued by a hunter... oh no, no, she was taken back." Shabomo Lifei followed Bai Zhi's instructions and then took out a few tomatoes and said, "Before she left, she asked me to take this Here you are, she said sorry for lying to you, but this is actually a tomato, and her blood is not sweet at all."

Wendell Durand lost his appetite looking at a few 'blood sacs' that he liked very much not long ago, even he himself didn't know whether it was because it was not blood or because of that maid.

……

Gira had been seeing Wendell Durand more and more lately, but she wasn't very happy.

Because almost every time I met Wendell Durand, I would discuss with her how to attack the hunter tribe.

Wendell Durand felt that he must be crazy, why was he thinking about that strange little maid all day long, obviously he just wanted to drink her blood at the beginning!
What a little liar, her blood must be sweet!
……

Wendell Durand managed to persuade the werewolves to attack the hunter tribe.

When groups of vampires drained the blood of the sleeping hunters, and groups of werewolves tore a group of hunters apart, Bai Zhi was crouching on a tall roof with a cat in her arms, watching all this.

"Woof, war is really cruel, don't you?" Bai Zhi smiled and looked at a hunter who was torn to pieces by a werewolf, dripping with blood.

"Meow Meow Meow." The cat was very dissatisfied with such a cross-species name like Wang Wang.

"Woof, how many people do you think will die to complete the task?" Bai Zhi whispered while stroking the cat's soft fur.

"Meow." The cat meowed lazily as if it felt very comfortable being petted.

Under the moonlight, the girl in white dress on the roof and the black cat with different pupils in her arms against the dripping blood are coquettish and weird.

(End of this chapter)

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