Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Hitchel also stood up, the two of them were similar in shape, and invisible pressure spread from their bodies.

The cup on the table shook slightly, and the window glass made an overwhelmed 'humming' sound.

The anger after being offended is like a monstrous monster, roaring in the heart with its teeth and claws open.

The indifferent expression on Vihir's face was swept away, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp and sharp like a sharp knife.

"Well......"

The blood race closest to them were the first to bend down and cover their ears unbearably.

The impact of this power has a greater impact on the vampires.

Jiang Zijin obviously felt some tremors in the soles of his feet.

The glass of the banquet hall first cracked cracks unbearably.

Austin was wearing a white dress. He stood upstairs and looked down. There was no expression on his pale and handsome face.

He was not affected by the two of them, and put his hands on the railing, a little lazy.

"What the hell are they doing..."

Brat stood behind him. He smoothed out the folds of his uniform without much worry on his face.

"His Royal Highness has not used 'power' for a long time."

Austin stood upstairs and watched for a while before slowly planning to go down.

"I'm afraid they're going to blow up the banquet hall."

Brat followed him and went downstairs together.

Jiang Zijin had never seen such a scene before, neither of the two made a move, but the surrounding air was filled with a suffocating oppression.

It's like invisible forces are constantly fighting and friction.

The system said, "We're fighting."

The flat and cold voice of the machine actually has a bit of humanized 'gloating'.

Jiang Zijin: "?"

She took a deep breath, and just about to stand up and run a little further, the two of them looked at her in unison, as if they had eyes behind their backs.

The two pairs of blood-red thick pupils were like cold beasts, and their eyes lingered on her.

"where to?"

——The voices of the two sounded almost at the same time, and when they realized the same frequency, they frowned in disgust.

Jiang Zijin: "?"

She doesn't move, she doesn't move.

What do you mean, are you not allowed to leave?

Jiang Zijin poked the system in the head, 【What should I do now? 】

The system hesitated for a while, and then cautiously offered a suggestion, "Otherwise... you go to try to persuade me to fight?"

"Or another sentence of 'don't hit, don't hit', maybe it will be really useful."

Jiang Zijin: "..."

She didn't know when the system changed from being cold and unreasonable to what it is now, closer to human beings, and more worthy of beating.

Jiang Zijin sighed, "Thank you."

She was the closest to them, the plates on the table kept shaking, and the porcelain knocked on the table making continuous vibrations.

The human race in the banquet hall is okay, they are not affected by this power, other blood races are not so lucky,

The eardrum seemed to be pierced with countless silver needles, and the sharp pain passed through the brain.

It is the suppression of blood.

Almost all of them are like birds and beasts, far away from the two of them.

Vihir's hand was surrounded by blue mist like water streaks, and just as he was about to raise his hand, someone pressed down on his wrist.

—It's Brat.

The deacon uniform on Bralette was strict and straight, and when the white glove in his hand touched Visher's body, a blue ghostly flame ignited rapidly, and quickly spread to the whole hand.

In an instant, the glove was burned to ashes.

His hands were covered with a layer of flowing water, Lan Youhuo didn't hurt the flesh.

"His Royal Highness the Grand Duke."

Austin grabs the Frostbolt on Hitchel.

The Frost Arrow made a "click click", as if it was smashed into pieces, turned into ice sand and fell to the ground, soaking the carpet.

"What?"

Austin stood between the two, "Aren't you afraid of calling the judge?"

Hitchel snorted, "He was the one who talked about me first."

Austin gave him a blank look. They had known each other for a longer time, so they naturally knew how impulsive and impulsive Hitchel was hidden under his cold, snow-like appearance.

Hitchel hated Vihir's hypocritical face the most.

Vihir glanced at Brat's 'battle-damaged' glove, and his tone remained somewhat gentle.

"Sorry, Brat."

"Are you ok?"

Even though a fight was about to start in the last second, Vihir could still return to his usual handsome and polite appearance.

Brat patted the ashes on his hands, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"His Royal Highness, go to the main hall first."

When Hitchel heard Austin say 'judge', his anger gradually died down.

These nobles who have lived for hundreds of years have always been the ones who have been praised since they were young.

There is no sign of a fire, and there is no consideration for others.

Only the presiding judge can suppress them a little.

"It's Verhill's birthday party," Austin said.

Hitchel held his forehead impatiently, and looked around at the vampires who were far away from them.

Their eyes were panicked, but also terrified.

Hitchel cursed in a low voice, "It's so annoying."

He raised his hand and cast a healing technique, covering the entire banquet hall.

The green halo quickly repaired the broken window lattice, as well as those unfortunate elementary blood races affected by their power.

Hitchel raised his foot and wanted to go outside, when Vihir's unsalty voice sounded from the banquet hall behind him.

"This year I will choose the candidate for 'Blood Servant'."

The audience was stunned.

Hitchel also stopped, turned his head back, and looked at him.

Vihir's silver-white mid-length hair was bright and handsome, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes behind the golden frame were loose and careless, and his sharp jawline was covered with a layer of glistening white light under the light.

"I already have a candidate in my heart."

Hitchel's first reaction was to look at Jiang Zijin.

Jiang Zijin was even more confused, she was not so narcissistic about thinking that the person chosen by Verhir was her, after all, she and Vihir had only met twice in total.

Vihir didn't know who it was, he turned around and walked upstairs.

Brat followed behind him, and glanced in Jiang Zijin's direction before leaving.

The system reminded Jiang Zijin leisurely in his head: "If Vihir chooses other humans as blood servants, your main mission will be considered a failure."

Jiang Zijin said: "But he has already chosen someone in his heart, besides, I have only met him twice..."

Before she could finish her sentence, someone grabbed her wrist again.

Hitchel's eyes were blood-red and bloodthirsty, and his sharp nails almost sank into the flesh.

"Have you met him before?"