Yuqiongyin

Sylva Lia raised her purple eyes and looked towards Ivy in the cell. She opened her red lips and said, "Ivy, it's been so long, and you still like these useless things."

Ivy, whose name was called, had not yet recovered from the shock. The bottle contained specially made high-grade holy water, but it did not cause any harm to Sylvaria, a vampire.

She looked at Sylva Ria with a hint of fear and awe in her eyes. She really couldn't understand why Sylva Ria was so powerful now.

A faint smile appeared on Sylvaria's lips, and her eyes casually swept over everyone present. The invisible pressure seemed like a mountain pressing down on her.

She raised her hand slightly, and Ivy was hung in the air like a puppet. She pulled painfully at the thick branches that were wrapped around her neck, but was unable to make any sound.

Then, Sylvaria moved her index finger slightly, and the magic weapons for fighting vampires in her pocket fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

At this moment, the branches of the blood-red rose quickly swept away one of the rings. Sylvaly raised a sarcastic smile and whispered, "Ivy, do you like the ring that man gave you so much?"

Ivy, whose neck was being strangled, opened her eyes with difficulty. When she saw that her ring had been taken away, a trace of panic and despair flashed in her eyes.

She grasped the branch tightly with both hands and kicked her legs, struggling hard, trying to stop the other party from taking the ring, but it was all in vain. She could only watch the ring fall into the other party's hands.

The ring fell into Sylvaria's hands. She raised her eyebrows slightly, admiring the ring in her hand, as if mocking Ivy's powerlessness.

And Ivy fell heavily from mid-air like a kite with a broken string, hitting the cold ground.

“Ahem… Sylva! Give it back to me…!”

"You lowly person, how dare you address His Majesty by his name?!"

Vivienne on the side raised her hand, and slightly clenched her five fingers together. An invisible force squeezed her heart. As long as she exerted force, Ivy's heart would be crushed.

Thinking that she would soon see her death, Vivienne's eyes flashed red with excitement.

Nikko, who had been silent the whole time, had no expression on her face. This way of dying was too easy for her.

"Vivian, wait until I finish asking questions first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After being released, Ivy held her chest tightly, feeling the severe pain from her heart. Her body began to tremble slightly and she gasped heavily.

The familiar smell of death crawled all over her body, making her feel fear and uneasy.

"Huha... Huhu..." Her breathing was rapid and disordered, and she tried hard to regulate it.

Sylva Ria looked at everything in front of her indifferently, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

She slowly played with the ring in her hand, with a mocking smile on her lips: "Tell me, where is he, where is the owner of this ring?"

Her voice was icy cold, with an irresistible majesty.

However, Ivy did not answer Sylva Ria's question. She knew that if she told Sylva Ria about that man, the consequences would be disastrous.

So, she chose silence.

Sylvain became increasingly impatient, but Ivy kept her head down and said nothing.

"Speak!" Sylva Ria spoke again, her tone full of threats.

Hearing the order, Ivy's body shook violently, but she still clenched her teeth and refused to reveal the whereabouts of the man.

"Ivy, he's already dead. Don't even think about using the vampire's immortality to revive him..." Sylvaria slowly stood up and approached her with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

When Ivy heard Sylvaria say this, she turned her head to look at her, her pupils dilated unconsciously, with indescribable shock and pain, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

"Why...?" She asked in a low voice, her voice hoarse and trembling, full of confusion and anger. "Why?!"

"Why...she knows everything..." she murmured to herself, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice revealing deep despair.

She always thought she had hidden it well and that no one would discover the secret between her and him.

But now, the cruel truth was revealed to her by Sylvaria without reservation, which she could not accept.

Her body began to tremble and tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.

The high heels made a crisp and heavy sound as they stepped on the ground: "Click-click-click-click". Every step seemed to be stepping on Ivy's broken heart.

As Sylva Ria approached, her face became paler and paler, and her lips trembled slightly.

"I killed him. You saw it with your own eyes, didn't you...?" These words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into her heart.

Ivy held the lever of the dungeon tightly with both hands, as if it was the only thing she could rely on. She stared at Sylva Ria, with sparks of anger and despair flashing in her eyes.

Her appearance slowly changed, and her voice became low and hoarse, like a ghost entering Sylvaria's ears, "Damn you...!"

"No, it's him who should die. He should have died long ago."

*

“Your Highness…!” The voice echoed in the room on the second floor of the castle.

Alex sat in front of the desk with a serious expression. Several tall and strong men were kneeling on the ground. They were the personal soldiers left for him by the king.

"What's the matter?" Alex had no intention of listening to them now. His eyes looked towards the direction of the castle dungeon. The place was strictly guarded and it was difficult for him to get close to it.

"Your Highness, the King of the Blood Clan has returned and is now in the dungeon..."

Alex was a little bit unconvinced when he heard the report from his men. Sylvaria, who had left early, actually came back again. Was she here to interrogate those blood hunters?

Thinking of this, Alex's expression became serious.

Now the Blood King and the two princes are in the dungeon. Even if he has the Blood Hunter's holy silver sword, he is no match for them.

Alex placed his hands on the armrest in annoyance, tapping his fingers intermittently, with unknown emotions swirling in his eyes.

He was secretly annoyed in his heart. If it weren't for his sister being so reckless, he might have gained the trust of the King of the Vampires long ago.

When he thought of Sylvaria, the blurry figure gradually became clearer, and his heart beat faster involuntarily.

Thinking back to the dinner party, as the distance got closer, his heartbeat became stronger and stronger.

Finally, when he saw her delicate face clearly, Alex admitted that he was stunned for a few seconds.

Her facial features were as perfect as if they were carefully carved, and every line looked so natural and harmonious; especially her purple-red eyes, which seemed to contain endless mystery and depth, making people intoxicated.

Her beauty is like a rare treasure, more like a miracle created by God, which makes people fall in love with her.

Alex actually felt that the King of the Vampires was not that scary.