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Balaam slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise—after all, he was an orthodox nobleman, and he was completely aristocratic in thinking.Although disgusted, he didn't feel how appalling the things in front of him were.What's more... the humans around other nobles never had any special reaction to this.

Before he turned to look at Su Shi, Su Shi had already walked out of his position.

As soon as he moved, the other blood races followed suit.

A servant stood in front of him and said respectfully:

"Please stay calm, please return to your seat and wait patiently."

Su Shi took a step to the side, ready to go around him, but a new manservant appeared to block his way... Silently, with a kind of elegant and strong persistence.

Su Shi smiled slightly, turned around and stepped on the long meal with the chair, the eyes of the nobles seemed to be widened... He was "like a white cloud floating among the stars"[1], standing on the transparent crystal Walking through the cups, he went straight to the girl.

How wild and unheard of his manners!But it seems so natural, just like "a sparrow is lively and joyful, jumping and stopping in the alley [1]", and no one will blame it for stepping on the rice grains with its small paws.

"..."

The vampires all sat motionless.

Lady Windsor blinked, dipped a spoon in the girl's blood, and then stuck out her tongue to lick it:

"Farnell..."

A young vampire stood up suddenly, raised his foot and kicked Su Shi's shin.

That kick was so strong and fast that the touched crystal cup shattered directly, and only the fragments flew out.Su Shi raised one foot to block it, and then lifted the back of his foot lightly, and the opponent was overturned to the ground by an unexpected force.

Fanel, a blood youth who fell to the ground, was only in his early 80s, and his face still had a bit of innocence that hadn't completely faded away.He is the young lover of Lady Windsorie, at this time he was humiliated in front of the Lady, and he couldn't help becoming angry——

His left hand touched the carved button of the emerald ring on his right middle finger, and a thin platinum curved knife popped out of the ring.He pressed the knife on his wrist and slashed fiercely, and blood immediately gushed out of the wound, crawling towards the palm of his hand as if with vitality, and quickly condensed into four flying knives between his fingers.

Before he got up from the ground, four blood blades flew out and rushed towards Su Shi.

As precise as a moth to a flame.

Balaam stood up, but was stopped by a vampire next to him:

"You should teach him manners, Balaam."

……

The power of the blood field drives the candlelight to shake softly. The honey-colored candlelight on the silver candlestick illuminates the honey-colored person on the snow-white tablecloth... For a moment, the light of the candlelight rose like wisps of golden smoke. When he got up, he flew around him like a bird, and then disappeared into his sweet skin.

Su Shi stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Fanell, and turned his body slightly to the side—during the movement, it gave off a sense of stagnation—

Like the people in the portrait turning around.

At some point in his left hand, he held a silver pistol/gun. The color was beautiful and the carvings were simple. On his left wrist, there was a slanted wound cut by a blood blade, and the blood dripped slowly. , flowing to the handle of the gun held in his hand, and then flowing into the magazine through the gap.

He raised his hand, facing the angle, and lowered the erected gun body. In the silence, "Bang Bang" fired two shots.

In the eyes of the blood race, ordinary bullets are like wasps flying at full speed, dangerous, but only a little stinging thing.

But this is a purpose built pistol/gun with unmatched bullet speed.

Because they were limited by common sense and experience, they were relaxed and did not see the trajectory of the bullet clearly.

All that was seen was that Fanell staggered and looked away abruptly.

The smell of blood lingered in the air.

Then the boy turned around, shaped like a vicious dog, and spat a bullet stuck between his molars on the carpet.People saw that the bullet hit his cheek and punched a bullet hole in his face.His wound was not healed, and blood was dripping profusely.

With his angry face facing Su Shi's direction, he raised his hand and wiped the blood on his face—or rather, he wiped the blood on the back and palm of his hand.

Blood clotted in scales on his hand, covering it into a dark red glove woven with blood wafers or scarlet metal sheets.

He rushed up fiercely and rushed towards Su Shi.like a wolf.

……

In an instant, the rose petals used to create a wonderful dining atmosphere fell down.

Like gentle and torrential rain, rose-colored rain, rose-colored snow.

Fluttering, flying, so many, so many, scattered candlelight, filled the air.

Su Shi's eyes were lost for a moment.

The petals falling on his blond hair slid down like water droplets, and his face was blurred among the intertwined and falling petals... For a moment, it seemed that his whole body was about to turn into petals and disappear.

Dengdengdeng-

Round pearls fell on the long table,

ding ding ding-

In crystal cups and plates,

It landed on the lace umbrella held up by the footman and splashed away.

The magnificent petals that fell peacefully fell, at this moment, suddenly flew up in the agitation of force, like a pair of flapping wings of a big bird, shattered into petals, and spread out in an arc in the air.

Su Shi knelt on the long table with one knee, and the petals on his body swept back.

The vampire boy Fanel grabbed his neck, forced him to raise his head, and raised his bloody right fist——he wanted to retaliate, blow half his face off!

The scarlet rose fell on Su Shi's eyelids, and then slid down like a red ripe fruit.

It seems that after the flowers fall, a green fruit grows...

Those eyes under the petals stared at Fanell.

When he raised his eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of unknowingly innocent sadness, and his face like a flower washed by the wind seemed to be stained with glittering water.When the boy was trying to clenched his fingers, it was as if in those eyes, he saw a drop of transparent whimpering, sliding across the green petals.But if you look closely, it is still a pair of tranquil eyes, like the morning light, not dazzling, but with an incomparable purity.

A young man will know: his beauty is a momentary beauty, as if it is a secret, you are lucky enough to get a glimpse.

His eyes seem to say: "I am a beauty, I tell you: love me. Don't hurt me. Otherwise, my painful eyes will be thrown through your heart like a javelin."

But he will understand that what emanates from those eyes is the fragrance of danger.

——The boy's face was deformed, and he was kicked by Balan and flew away.

Two swirling crescent-shaped blood knives flew towards Balan's left and right shoulders, and a figure quickly followed, kicked Balan's waist, and kicked him flying.

Balaam turned over and landed on the carpet. A young man of the blood clan stood on the long dining table, looking down at him expressionlessly. Two double-edged flying knives returned to his side, spinning continuously.

His hands were quietly hanging by his side, and the blood condensed on his fingertips like icicles into a thin sword blade...

Pamoxi twins.

The second young lover of Lady Windsorie.

Su Shi had disappeared on the long table, and Balan immediately looked for the other of the twins——

"bump--!"

New shots were heard in the hall.

Two flying knives flew into the marble pillar behind them with their ears close to their ears. The handle of the cross was held in the young man's hand. The blood-cast Italian long sword pierced Su Shi's lower abdomen, and then was pressed and sent a little further, like stabbing soft butter. Generally, stabbing into the marble behind him.

Balaam's face seemed distorted for an instant.

He took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, inserted the tip of a silver spring/reed/knife into the elbow of his arm, and then slashed straight down. The tip of the knife flew out from his wrist, accompanied by a stream of blood splashing out.

The blood beads deformed, coagulated, and combined in the air... In an instant, a bloody long whip full of barbs with a length of seven or eight meters appeared in his hand!

"Balam's Rose Whip..."

At the same time, Pamosi on the table spread his fingers, grasped the condensed Italian knight sword, and attacked Balan——!

……

The young man in front of Su Shi had a reserved smile on his pale face.

Su Shi held the gun, and he held Su Shi's wrist.

Although the speed can be comparable, but in terms of strength, Su Shi will be at a disadvantage facing most of the vampires present.But the elegant nobles must not have imagined how many tricks humans have, just like just stepping on the table is enough to make them cover their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs and lose their color——

Su Shi sprayed blood on the person in front of him.

When the young man was caught off guard by a mixture of saliva and blood, he stretched out his hand to wipe it off, and subconsciously stuck out his tongue to lick it because of the sweetness of the blood...

Su Shi grabbed his hair and shot him in the neck.

The young man grabbed his neck and took two steps back, his throat made a sound like a leaking breath. He stared at Su Shi's eyes to dissipate his smile, and his elegant and cruel face gradually revealed ice-cold anger.

The young man's eyes glowed red, and he stretched out his sharp clawed fingers to caress Su Shi's neck, gently and gradually exerting force...

Su Shi just licked the fishy and salty taste on his teeth, and fired a shot at the young man running towards Balan in the distance.

The young man gritted his teeth, and suddenly buried his face towards Su Shi, but a long thorny whip was wrapped around his neck, dragged backwards, and then flew and smashed on another marble pillar.

Su Shi pulled out the knight sword from his belly, and blood gushed out of the narrow wound.

Gudong Gudong Gudong... It seems that I heard the sound of the uncorked red wine bottle falling on the ground and pouring out the wine...

The combination of the aroma of blood and the aroma of roses is as moving as a beautiful movement.

The scarlet eyes twinkled like stars.

The young vampires in the crowd took a step towards him in unison.

"I'm sorry the meal was delayed."

Lady Windsor tilted her head, and made a charming apology to Xerxes.

"So, I hate brats."

Xerxes said, piercing his finger with a tapered needle, a drop of cool blood gushed out of the fingertip, flew into the air, multiplied like a split cell into a knife, and the half-drop of blood continued to proliferate ...

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[1] poem

Some sentences use some poems