Through the Book, I Became the Matchmaker for the Male Match

Chapter 108 Wolf and Blood (3)

Wuming frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, revealing his looming fangs.

Under the moonlight, the fangs glowed with a cold white light, making them even sharper.

Sensing the woman's breathing pause, Wuming smiled even more.

Raising her bony hand, the slender fingers pinched her chin lightly and lifted it slightly.

"hunter?"

A hoarse and deep voice slowly sounded, breaking the ambiguous and strange silence.It is like a stone falling into the water suddenly, causing thousands of waves and ripples.

Touching the deathly coldness, Miaomiao was shocked and woke up from her daze.

This was the first time she had seen a real vampire, and it was still so close!
The nameless prince in front of him looks so enchanting!
Covered by messy and curly black hair, dressed in slovenly clothes, the three-dimensional and profound facial features look more delicate under the moonlight, and the sudden red light shines on the pale and sickly face, adding a hazy sense of mystery.

[Hidden mission open: reduce the nameless blackening value. 】

what?
This is the male partner she is looking for?
Is it so lucky?

Before she could react, the holy silver wooden warehouse in Miaomiao's hand was snatched away by Wuming.

He glanced lazily at the Holy Silver Wooden Cang, caressing the carved silver wooden cang body with his good-looking hands, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if his hand was not a dangerous weapon, but a toy.

"This is the holy silver wooden barn that your hunters use for hunting?"

hunt?

Does he see himself as prey?

Miaomiao frowned in confusion.

A noble vampire prince actually regards himself as prey?
This is too bizarre, right?
Seeing the sneer on his face, Miaomiao immediately understood that he was laughing at her overreaching.

Human weapons can't hurt the noble blood race at all!
Even the silver bullet filled with holy water can only cause temporary damage to him.

And it had to be before she had a chance to pull the trigger.

But now her wooden warehouse is in the hands of this blood clan named Unknown Prince.

"give me back!"

Miaomiao leaned over to take back the holy silver wooden warehouse, but Wuming was faster and threw her wooden warehouse out of the carriage.

Mu Cangzhi fell into the weeds, glowing with a faint silver-red light under the moonlight.

"you!"

Miaomiao found that she still underestimated Wuming's strength.

No matter how depraved the blood race is, it will always be a powerful existence in front of human beings!

What vampire hunter is, in front of them, they are just doing their jobs!
"Do you want to take back the wooden warehouse?" Wuming suddenly asked.

Miaomiao reluctantly glanced at the shining silver wooden warehouse on the side of the road, and lowered her eyes to hide her thoughtful expression.

If you want to stay in the blood clan territory, it is naturally best to have self-defense weapons.

Even if it's useless, it can give yourself a little psychological comfort.

But now Wuming threw away her weapon.

If she jumped out of the car to pick up the weapon, would she be able to come back?
As soon as this thought arose, she was immediately dismissed.

Even if she wanted to jump out, would Wuming give her the chance?
Miaomiao glanced at Wuming. Although she couldn't see his eyes clearly, she could clearly see the teasing expression on his lips.

He was teasing her on purpose!

"In no mood!"

Immediately, Miaomiao didn't think about it any more, and she made up her mind to withdraw her reluctant gaze.

If she was really in danger, at worst, she would just buy something from a dog and buy props.

Although things are a bit more expensive, they are still better than the scaring Holy Silver Wooden Warehouse.

She didn't seem to expect her to answer like that.

Wuming casually lifted the long hair between the foreheads, revealing deep eyebrows and eyes.A few strands of bangs cascaded down from her fingertips, lightly touching her smooth forehead.The handsome and cold demeanor suddenly became charming.

He carefully looked at the woman who was still lying on top of him but didn't know it.

Should this woman be said to be very courageous, or should she be said to have no brains?
He broke into his carriage alone and was thrown away by him, yet he continued to lie on top of him so calmly and calmly.

Isn't she afraid that he will drink up all her blood?

(End of this chapter)