I, the villain's own father, bully others

Wen Ling walked into the hall grandly.

The waiter walked towards him politely, and took Wen Ling's coffee-colored wool coat with a little snow on it.

It was very warm inside the palace, and in the fireplace, orange-red flames danced dynamically.Even if you only wear a shirt, you won't be cold.

Wen Ling skillfully handed over the coat without any discomfort.Ever since he stepped into this resplendent and resplendent palace, countless pairs of eyes have watched over him.

There are human beings, and there are vampires.

He smoothed the cuffs of his shirt, and the royal blue cuff buttons made his fingers white as onions.He is like a true nobleman.The footsteps are steady, the chin is raised high, and the eyes are confident and defiant.

Relying on this relaxed appearance, he walked in through the gate of the palace majestically, followed by several nobles who had received invitation letters.

Beibei originally wanted him to take out the invitation letter, but seeing his open eyes, calm demeanor, and extremely elegant gestures, even looking at them with disdain and contempt in his eyes, he must be an arrogant nobleman.

This can't be faked! Common people don't behave like this, even low-level vampires don't behave like this.

Kebei was also a little puzzled.It is rare that such a nobleman is a human being.However, this is also there.There are also a small number of human beings who have been made nobles by the king.

Maybe this noble and handsome noble is one of the few human nobles.

It took only a few seconds for Bingwei to convince himself, and let Wen Ling in as companions of several nobles.

What Wen Ling did was just use the only twenty gold to buy a dress from a clothing store, a little decoration on herself, and then transformed into an elegant nobleman.

After looking in the mirror, Wen Ling realized that this face was very similar to him, but the eyebrows and eyes were more handsome, and even the easily convincing temperament was completely preserved.

He used to be young and pretty like a girl.He is not annoyed, looking delicate, on the contrary, it is very easy to make people feel soft and sympathetic, which really added benefits to his "job" of a liar in his youth.

Fortunately, he entered the juvenile prison at the age of 14 and underwent a transformation from beginning to end. After he came out, he behaved well and embarked on the right path.

Wen Ling's entry brought a small wave, and even the musician who was playing the music forgot to play his violin for a moment, just staring at the graceful Wen Ling, with a strange blush on his face.

Some of the vampires present had changed expressions, and some even closed their eyes, greedily enjoying the sweet smell in the air.The fragrance that can be smelled without breaking the skin, what a precious treasure!

He or she declares that this is the best game of the night.

He wanted to bring this human being back home as a contracted "slave" raised by him.

According to the "Strigoi and Human Contract Act", the Strigoi can sign a legal business relationship with humans, and humans provide fresh blood to the Strigoi, and accordingly, the Strigoi need to pay humans equivalent wages.

It's an established deal in Tesla.

Nobles like to eat fresh blood, and there are often several contractors in a noble family.The low-level vampires could only afford to buy frozen human blood or animal blood.

The biggest reliance on the implementation of the above trading methods is the first article of the "Act"——

[The blood clan shall not take human blood at will, and shall not cause human death by sucking blood, and those who violate the order shall be wiped out. 】

Most of the blood races sneered at the first regulation. In their view, human life is simply not worth mentioning.However, Wang used his power to suppress all negative speeches and enforced the regulations.

And the king himself never eats blood, no matter it is human race or any animal.

The picky king despises the smell of all blood, and is only willing to eat the sap of the crimson tree.Because of this, the Crimson Tree was planted as a national tree in every corner of the capital of Tras.

Wen Ling is good at observing words and expressions, and when he looks around, he can find different reactions of different people.Seeing him blush is a normal operation, and he has seen it a lot.but……

Wen Ling squinted her sharp eyes, what does it mean for those guys to look like they're dying?These are not mentioned in the original text.

Moreover, Wen Ling found out that from the seat arrangement, the faces of several women seemed to be of high status.He didn't know that those vampires smelled the sweet smell of his blood.The lower-level vampires did not respond.

A red-haired noblewoman came towards him.Carrying a silver and white pearl chain bag, stepping on a pair of red velvet high-heeled shoes, stepping forward, with a menacing expression on his face.She is the earl's daughter with a high status, but her origin blood level is only B level.She did not smell the sweet fragrance.

"Why are you here?"

"This is not a place for a slut like you to come." The red-haired raised her chin arrogantly, and raised an index finger to point at the door, "Get out of here!"

The shrill voice of the woman broke the silence of the hall.

The musician finally remembered his duty and played the world celebration song.

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Where did you steal the clothes from? The red hair saw Wen Ling's clothes at a glance, "You thief!" "

She didn't recognize it at first.

After changing her attire, the sparrow looks like a golden phoenix!Look carefully, isn't he the despicable servant who once coveted the king?Relying on his good looks, trying to get the king's favor in vain, is a fool's dream!She won't admit it, she's jealous.

Oh shit.The person who came to provoke trouble appeared.Wen Ling jumped for joy in her heart.I'm not afraid that you will find trouble, but I am afraid that you will ignore me.

However, the best way to deal with such a violent and savage person is not to quarrel with her.Wen Ling just stood upright, with his waist straight, and a confident aura spread from his body.

"Ma'am, please keep your voice down." Wen Ling said calmly, not feeling guilty because of the red hair's accusation.

Only when you are straight can you be strong.The gesture he made, did not answer the thief's question, but convinced others.And it also indirectly reminds others that redheads are yelling and shouting in public, which is a big loss of etiquette!

The entire hall was filled with her shrill voice like fingers clasping glass.Her face flushed all of a sudden.The female companion came over and pulled the red hair.

"Red, forget it."

"Why should I count..." Hong shook off her companion's hand.

Most of the people stared at her mockingly, as if they were watching a joke, and Hong vomited a mouthful of old blood in his heart.

She couldn't bear it, and she was determined not to let Wen Ling go.She hates this man.

Hong called the guards to arrest Wen Ling.However, no one came to stop it.

"Kick him out. He doesn't have an invitation letter at all!" Hong dared to promise.

How could this humble human being have such a thing as an invitation letter?No one here knows better than her!

Not long ago, he was just a servant of the royal palace, and not long ago, he was just a slave raised by himself.

Thinking of this, Hong looked at Wen Ling coldly.

Look at this guy, how much he pretends!Everyone believed him.Just because he has an outstanding face?At first, she just taught this guy a lesson on the side of the road, but she was seen by the passing Wang...

The red eyes dimmed, flashing a vicious light.

Wen Ling didn't know about it.Therefore, although he felt that Hong had a wonderful hatred for him, he had no way of knowing the source of the hatred.

In the original text, there is no more information about the original owner at all. As the father of the devil, he has very little ink on the scene, and the most related part is the description of the birth of the devil.

Wen Ling did not have an invitation letter.

Standing there innocently, he aroused some sympathy.His face is really flattering, not to mention Wen Ling is good at pretending to be pitiful.The guards felt sorry for him, and even offended the savage and domineering Miss Hong.

"Hurry up and take him down!" Hong was in a hurry.

Wen Ling took out an invitation letter with red background and gold lacquer from her arms.He did not have an invitation letter.But he can have.

He used to be the best liar. If he couldn't even forge an invitation letter, he would be a liar.

Hong's voice stopped abruptly.The guards breathed a sigh of relief.

Just have an invitation.They really didn't want to hurt such a noble beauty.Compared to Hong who always bosses and yells at them, this beauty is much better.Although he is a man, he is really hard to miss.

The obvious attitude of those guards made Hong feel ashamed.

He picked up her red whip and was about to whip Wen Ling.

Wen Ling: "..." Woman.You will not be too scary.He is only good at deceiving people, not good at fighting.

The other nobles' eyes lit up.The opportunity has come.

If you rescue him at this time, you can turn this delicious delicacy into your own slave and take it home!

The atmosphere changed instantly, Wen Ling clutched her stomach.The deliberately wide shirt made him look even thinner, but there was an inconspicuous bulge under the shirt.

The royal palace has a great bondage to the demons.The little devil hasn't moved much since he arrived here, he is lying softly in Wen Ling's stomach, sleeping soundly.

But at a certain moment!

The little devil was suddenly vigilant, covering up all his aura, not daring to make any movement.

At first, the state of sound sleep was still in his comfort zone!

Danger!

Immediately afterwards, Wen Ling felt it too.

The temperature in the lobby suddenly dropped sharply, icicles covered the dome, the flames in the fireplace went out, and the guards' spears turned into sharp ice sculptures.

All the vampires' feet were weak, and the overwhelming coercion made them unable to stand upright.

The king is here.