Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Louis Harrington had little interest in the underground auction house. He hated the smell of sweat in it, and the disgusting smell left by random mating almost made him unable to breathe.

No vampire aristocrat would like this kind of place, breathing the air inside is an insult to them.

Not to mention the piercing cries and dirty bodies of those auction items, it was simply mental torture.

If it wasn't for his friend Sophia, he would never have come here.

However, this trip to the auction house was not without any gains. For example, he just discovered something interesting.

It was a young male of yellow race, with a red cloth strip tied around his wrist, which looked a little funny.

He is handsome and well-proportioned, in line with the aesthetics of most humanoid races.

Sophia's exclamation voice and reddish cheeks proved that this man's appearance was very suitable for the taste of the blood race.

The only regret is that he is not a guest off the stage, or an auctioneer on stage.

He was hung in a cage with only a black leather jacket on his body.Obviously this tight leather jacket is not used to cover the body, it only makes the man's skin fairer, outlines his tight waist, and makes him look more attractive.

Louis looked at the auction catalog, and the person on the stage was a slave.

The auctioneer knocked on the cage, the man looked up at him, and said gently: "Thank you for your hard work, I believe that with your help, I will definitely sell for a good price today."

He looked calm, as if everything was under his control.

The auctioneer ignored his words. He held a thin whip, raised the man's chin, and said to the guests below: "He used to be an exorcist. I think everyone has heard of his name more or less. , Andrew the mysterious man."

"Of course, that's just his pseudonym. Now the exorcist Andrew has disappeared, and he will be a slave without an owner in front of you." The auctioneer said, whipping the man's body skillfully with the thin whip in his hand .

This will leave marks on his body, but it will not hurt him.Those traces will only make him look more vulnerable and more likely to arouse the sadistic/sadistic desires of the guests below.

"You can do anything with the body of an exorcist." The auctioneer said in a long voice, "Everything you can imagine, after all, he is stronger than ordinary slaves and can bear more things. "

In fact, when he mentioned the code name 'Andrew the Mysterious Man', the people below boiled up.

Andrew is a legend in the world of exorcists. He has killed countless vampire wolves, and some people say that he once killed powerful demons.

Whatever the past, that high-flying exorcist is now just a commodity on the shelf.

Louis even heard two werewolves nearby, discussing how many werewolves Andrew could handle at the same time.

Sophia heard it too, and she sighed and said to Louis: "It's so pitiful. After being betrayed by his lover, he has fallen to this point. He should have been a respectable opponent. He should have died on the battlefield, not someone else's bed."

"Do you pity him?" Louis said after taking a sip, the more disgusted he was in the cup, "I bet this man was an alcoholic, and his blood smelled of vomit."

"It's the blood of a ten-year-old girl, admit it, you're still so picky." Sophia propped her chin and said, "It's a pity, he will be bought soon,"

The temptation to wantonly abuse/humiliate the legendary exorcist is too great, the scene is becoming more and more popular, and the quotations are getting higher and higher.

Louis looked at the people on the stage with great interest, and casually said to Sophia: "You can buy him, after all, you like watching 'Iceberg Exorcist and the Cute Little Bloodline' so much, I can't imagine you would Yearning for that kind of love.”

While the two were chatting, the people on the stage already had their masters.

It happened to be the two werewolf brothers before. I heard that the werewolves had five or six births. I don't know if the exorcist can survive tonight.

Louis looked at the man who was being carried away, drinking the blood from the cup, thinking about it.

Most of the later auction items were medicines and some slaves. The two werewolf brothers couldn't bear it and went directly with the waiter to get their new slaves.

Louis frowned in disgust as he smelled their stench.

Sophia soon realized that the auction was not as interesting as it was written in the book, and she took Louis out.

It wasn't until he left the auction house that Louis looked better.

The wind and snow outside were very strong, and Sophia turned into a little bat and was blown away by the wind within a few meters. Louis caught her with quick eyesight and quick hands.

He poked the little bat just as he was about to speak, when the little bat suddenly moved its nose and said, "It smells so strong, it seems...it belongs to a werewolf."

Louis raised his eyebrows with interest, and he walked towards the place where the smell of blood was the heaviest.

He walks through a pine forest with a cabin in the woods.

There were signs of struggle outside the hut, with black leather tights and the ripped tunic of a werewolf strewn across the floor.

Obviously, the pair of werewolf brothers couldn't resist the temptation and wanted to temporarily satisfy their greed in this wooden house.

Louis raised his hand and pushed open the door of the wooden house. There were two wolf heads hanging on the wall of the wooden house, and the ground was full of stinky blood.

A person was sitting on the sofa facing the door facing the fireplace slowly roasting wolf meat.

The flame illuminated the long sword beside him that was still dripping blood.

Those two werewolves were not weak, and it was obvious that the man in front of him hadn't lost his ability to fight.

Louis hid Sophia, who had turned into a bat, behind his back, squinted his eyes and said tentatively, "You are stronger than I thought, Andrew."

"No, sir, I really don't understand why you keep calling me Andrew." The man looked back at him with a confused expression on his face.

"I'm curious about who Andrew is." The man tilted his head and said gently to Louis, "I'm not an exorcist, I'm just an ordinary person. My name is Song Yanqing."

Louis' expression twisted for a moment, he glanced at the wolf heads neatly stacked on the wall, and regretted why he brought Sophia here to join in the fun.

He's still a young vampire, and though he's a vampire count, he doesn't think he's much better than those werewolf brothers.

He raised his head and looked at Song Yanqing contemptuously.While talking to him.While quietly letting go of Sophia.

Song Yanqing looked at the little bat that was sneaking out, and suddenly pulled out the dagger stuck on the sofa, and threw it on the door panel, making the little bat tremble with fright.

"What do you want?" Louis put the trembling Sophia in his pocket, took a deep breath and said vigilantly.

Song Yanqing doesn't want to do anything, in fact he is still a little confused now.

He still remembered that he had just spent his old age with He Chuanhua, and he had arrived at the auction house as soon as he opened his eyes.

The system sent him the plot in his mind. Song Yanqing had seen the plot, but before he had time to react, he was photographed.

In the original plot, he appeared as the butler and blood servant of the vampire Earl Louis Harrington.It doesn't say anything about his past or how he came to be a butler.

Song Yanqing originally thought that she would be photographed by Louis, but until the end of the auction, the lifted Louis did not make a sound.

After Song Yanqing made sure that the body's abilities hadn't disappeared, he let the werewolf drag him away.Along the way, she was still discussing the current situation with the system, and when she realized what the werewolf was going to do, Song Yanqing pulled the gemstone necklace around the werewolf's neck and the system replaced the long sword, and directly disassembled them into parts.

After going through the first two worlds, Song Yanqing guessed that the mission target of each world was his lover.

After seeing the red cloth that Louis used to tie his hair, Song Yanqing became more sure of his guess.

Although his partner doesn't remember him now, he is still someone who has loved him for two lifetimes. Song Yanqing is happy to see him.

Song Yanqing felt the other party's hostility, and tried her best to express her kindness, trying to make herself look harmless or gentle. ,

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.

Drops of werewolf blood slid down his cheeks, and his smile was made especially strange by the flickering firelight.

Louis looked at the roasted wolf paw in his hand, trying to maintain the arrogance of the nobleman on his face, thinking about how to run away when the fight started.

The author has something to say: New World! ! ! !Qiuhuahua, I'm so sleepy, a lot of things have happened recently.exhausted