Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 229 Elegant Noble VS Blood Hunting Girl 19
Seeing that he didn't answer, Man Luo continued: "Huh? Does it taste bad? But I, Dale, clearly said before that my blood is very sweet."

Dell?

Another strange name.

Yong Ye frowned slightly.

What kind of relationship is it to say that the other party's blood is sweet?

The noble and elegant blood prince lowered his head slightly, his voice was light, but it was not difficult to hear the coldness inside: "Dell, who is it?"

Man Luo froze for a moment, carefully observing the other party's expression.

Seeing the gloomyness in Qinggui's eyes.

The corners of the girl's lips curled up in a good mood.

This is, jealous?

It seems that although our Prince is cold and indifferent on the outside, he doesn't care about her at all...

However, the small vinegar is happy, and the big vinegar hurts the body. Man Luo still explained with all his heart: "Dell, you have seen it before. It was the first time we met, the blood clan who was stabbed by me." After thinking about it, Man Luo added: "He was lying at our feet."

Following the girl's narration, Yong Ye vaguely recalled the situation that day, and there seemed to be a weak blood aura.

But at that time, his attention was attracted by the girl, and he didn't pay much attention to the blood race.

Seeing the man's expression as if he had already remembered, Man Luo bent his eyes closer to the past and asked persistently: "You haven't answered me yet, whether my blood is sweet or not."

Seeing that this question cannot be avoided, Yong Ye could only lower his eyes slightly: "Sweet."

One word sounds like perfunctory.

Man Luo asked with some dissatisfaction: "Is that the sweetest?"

Yong Ye looked at the girl with a complicated expression. As a human being, why is she so obsessed with the question of whether blood is sweet or not?
Because he is already a prince-level blood clan, Yong Ye no longer needs to use human blood to maintain his strength.However, none of the human beings he has seen in these years can compare to the sweetness of the girl in front of him.

Under the girl's clear eyes, Yong Ye was helpless, he nodded slightly: "Yes, so don't get hurt easily in the future, it will attract the vampires and cause unnecessary trouble."

Man Luo smiled, and turned to look at the sea of ​​flowers in front of him: "Don't worry, I'll just give you a drink."

Yong Ye: "..."

The two stood very close, looking from a distance as if they were partners snuggling up to each other.

The housekeeper stood far outside, looking at the scene with a complicated expression.

A blood race, a human being, these two should have no intersection, but at this moment, they seem to be so harmoniously matched.
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Blood hunting organization.

It is still a retro hall, where the elders of the organization gather together.

The entire long table was crowded, except for the third seat on the left, which was currently empty.

There is Wu Yue's seat.

The elder with a white beard sat at the first place. He looked around, and when his eyes fell on the empty chair, his expression darkened.

This Wu Yue was the only one he watched growing up, because of her training and teaching since she was a child, she should be the one who hates the blood race the most.

Elder Whitebeard has always felt that in this organization, Wu Yue is definitely the best pawn to use.

He believed that even if the organization gave her a mortal mission, she would take it without hesitation.

But now, it was this pawn that he thought was the best to use, but betrayed the blood hunting organization.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was oppressive. He tapped on his crutches, his voice hoarse and cold: "Although Wu Yue left the Blood Hunting Alliance, I still remain skeptical. Wu Yue's contribution to the organization over the years is obvious to all. I don't believe her. Will defect like this, maybe there is something hidden in it."

Even though he said so, in fact, Elder Whitebeard no longer believed in Wu Yue.

Excusing her is just a bit of reluctance to destroy the chess pieces that I have cultivated with all my heart.

(End of this chapter)