Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 152 Money Fan Plane Model VS Blood Race with Different Eyes (15)

"Oh my god, is His Highness Kadana crazy? Why did he bring a human race to the thousand-year-old feast of the Man of Destiny?"

"No way, the dishes of the Thousand-year-old Banquet are already very good. Wouldn't His Highness Kadana bring some food with him because he was afraid of being hungry?"

"No!! His Highness Kadana is mine!! How can such a thing follow a god!"

"Bah, His Highness Kadana belongs to us!"

Galea listened, sighing to herself how scary women are, she dared not pursue them openly, only dared to compete secretly, as if the best or most narcissistic one could become Luthor's wife.

Luther stopped, "Sit next to me in a while."

"But isn't that only for the royal family? If I go, I might be arrested and quartered." She replied in a low voice, but her steps were not out of order.

A fresh and clear human breath spread in the palace of the vampires. Many vampires with low ranks had already stretched out their tongues and licked their fangs.

Eerie atmosphere.

She pinched the palm of her hand with her fingers, forcing herself to stay awake. Sure enough, the fear of death could not be dispelled for a while.

People are afraid of death, this is normal, but the severity is different.

The Man of Destiny sat there, smiling gracefully at the blood race who came to congratulate them.The smile didn't reach the eyes, giving people a feeling of aloofness, completely different from the enthusiasm of that day.

Everything is sentient, even gods, masks are just a way of self-protection.

"The thousand-year-old banquet is really annoying."

Such a sentence appeared in Galea's mind.

"Who?" she asked warily.

A cold hand covered the back of her hand, and with a slight force, she turned her palm over, and Luther's cold fingertips wrote the word "I" on her palm.

"Oh."

Startled her.

"Xiao Di hates this, because Wang babbles for a long time every time, and then the dishes are cold, the banquet ends very late, and then there is the dance."

Every time... Is this little girl thousands of years old!Luther, too, knew it so thoroughly.

And... there's a dance?Galea blinked, a little dazed.

It was a foul, she didn't even know it just now.

"Don't talk for a while, and if anyone asks, just pretend you're dumb."

Luther ordered suddenly, he frowned a little irritably, wondering why the eyes of other blood races looking at Galea were gouged out...

It shouldn't be like this.

"Everyone, it's been another millennium, and our blood race has continued to live on this planet Lasso... It's all thanks to the blessing of the gods... Destiny's contribution is indisputable..."

The king of the blood clan is a very talkative person, but he doesn't know how to be concise and buy people's hearts, and he doesn't know how to look at the faces of the blood clan around him. Galea judged, but still bowed her head.

The food was very fragrant, and it was different from what she imagined of drinking blood. Except for the dark red liquid in the wine glass, there was nothing bloody.

This food is very delicate, she thought, and suddenly had a feeling that Luther brought her here, maybe because of the chicken he had last time?

"You can eat whatever I put in later, otherwise, those old things will say something like food that doesn't know good or bad." Luthor has already used a method similar to sound transmission to convey orders to Galea.

It was an abnormal behavior to bring the human race to such a formal banquet, but the eyes of those blood races just now were very revealing.She pursed her mouth, but still bowed her head in silence.

The king of the blood clan was still talking, but the blood clan wearing a silver robe diagonally opposite her had sharp eyes, which made her very uncomfortable.

Should have never seen it.

　Come on, my friends, for the final exam!

　　Extraordinary performance, extraordinary performance, extraordinary performance!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)