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Painting, bad things will always pass, life is already colorful and full of infinite hope!

Superstar's Little Chef Volume II: Little Chef 126 Reality and Dreamland

Wen Renliang came back from the company in the evening, and during dinner, Little Cheese told him about the crow flying to the castle today.

At first, Wen Renliang just smiled indifferently and said, "There seems to be another cemetery nearby, so it's not surprising that there are crows."

But after Little Cheese told everyone about the special situation of Bai Feng and the crow he discovered in intimate whispers, even Bell Waiter sitting on the other side of the dining table changed his face drastically.

"You mean, that crow came from hell?" Bell Waite frowned his handsome eyebrows in disbelief.

Little Cheese abused the steak on the plate with a fork depressed, "You are a despicable eavesdropper!"

Bell Witt smiled: "This is my special ability, you know I'm always different."

Little Cheese puffed up her cheeks, her big beautiful eyes were full of anger, "Is it a vampire's special ability?

Picking up his wine glass, Bell Waite laughed and said, "Respect to the guests of the Horston family who came from afar." He raised his glass to Zhan Yu and Zhan Yi.

"I don't want to lose my poise as a host in front of the guests, little guy!" Bell said politely.

Zhan Yu rolled his eyes, and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, Mr. Bill who smiles like a fox, our heart is strong enough to bear it, so... vampires and the like can't get us."

It is true that he had already had close contact with his little friend once in New York, those two ugly guys with yellowed fangs.

Bell's face changed slightly, and his green eyes looked at Bai Feng who was sitting at the end of the dining table silently eating with interest: "I heard that you stole the limelight today?"

Bai Feng raised his head when he heard the sound, and his cold eyes fell on Bell who smiled and looked at his fascinating eyes like green lake water, "You can't control me with your mind." He sneered disdainfully, "Don't try to control this place with your mind. You don't have that ability!"

Lancer fed a mouthful of steak into his son's mouth, and said with a cold face: "I think, from the moment we entered Werther's castle, he started to do that... Unfortunately, we are all a bunch of skinny Thick and bold guys, so he failed!"

Bell's gaze became gloomy for a moment, and he smiled tentatively, "Verbena? Right? My dear nephew?"

"As you can see." Wen Renliang didn't even look at him, "Verbena is useless to you, but it still has some effect in preventing you from manipulating other people's thoughts with your thoughts."

Little Cheese muttered softly: "Dad is so smart!"

Bell fell silent, and he continued to eat with a weird expression.

After dinner, Little Cheese followed Wen Renliang into the study, "Don't you want to say something? About... the black crow from hell?"

Wenren Liang pondered for a while with a gloomy handsome face. He took down the knight sword of Samuel hanging on the wall of the study room, pulled out the long sword shining with cold light, and wiped Samuel carefully with a soft velvet cloth. blade.

Samael's long sword suddenly trembled in Wen Renliang's hand. Wen Renliang held his right hand with blue veins on the back, and a black totem of cross star appeared: "Be quiet, Samael!" He scolded angrily.

Little Cheese looked at him strangely, coughed and said, "What's going on? Is something bad going to happen? I... have a bad feeling!"

Bell Waite crashed into the study from the outside in a state of embarrassment. His handsome face was pale and his lips were livid. He suppressed the trembling of his body and said, "Austin!"

Wenren Liangfei stepped forward to support him, took Samael's long sword and cut his wrist, no indigo-colored delicious blood flowed out, he put his wrist on Bell's lips, "suck !"

Bell Waite blinked his green eyes and looked at him, "I knew... my dear little Lan Nuo would not just watch me die." At the end, he blinked at Wen Renliang very strangely .

Little Cheese snorted with a cold pretty face: "Don't seduce Dad in front of me, I will be angry!"

Bell Waite raised his bloodstained red lips, "If I really do that, do you think you still have a chance to stand here?"

Little Cheese glared at him and his big eyes dimmed.

Belle Waite was right, he seemed to have known Wenren a little earlier than himself, but so what?Now Liang is his lover, and what Bell Witt is doing now will definitely make Wenren Liang not like him at all, so... Liang will still be his, and he will work hard to maintain this situation.

Wenren waited for Bell Werther's breath to stabilize a bit, and moved his arm away from the lips he was grabbing and sucking. He covered the bleeding wrist with his left hand, and after a while... the wound miraculously healed.

"Where is he?" Wen Renliang arrogantly grabbed the collar of Bell Werther's shirt, and the jaws of his outstretched palms tightly strangled Bell Werther's neck.

Bell Witt raised his eyebrows, his breath became short of breath, he shook his head and said, "He has fully awakened, if I knew where he is, would I still be sitting there waiting to die?"

Wen Renliang pursed his lower lip coldly and proudly, let go and said, "You got rid of his control?"

"You know, when I was under his control, I didn't wear the ancestral ring of the Werther family... Heh!" Bell Werther snorted and wiped the blood stains on his mouth gracefully, "As for blood lust? It was overwhelming before I put on the ring. Although biologically speaking, I no longer needed a blood-drinking coda. However, my lust for all living things that walk tells me that it is very hard to say!"

Wen Renliang looked at him coldly, with a tyrannical murderous desire in his eyes!

"I think you also clearly understand that vampires' pursuit of blood is not only to maintain life, but blood is the embodiment of all life desires. However, the most bewitching feeling is the moment of birth at the moment of blood sucking: Sucking, killing, the thrush's heart copulation dance. My kind and I all feel as if we're filling up when the prey softens and crumbles. The death we chew, the life-robbing pleasure that feels... overwhelmed It's more shocking and exhilarating than playing heroin!"

"You broke his control over you by sucking blood?" Wen Renliang narrowed his purple eyes slightly, looking at him sullenly.

Belle Waite shrugged, "Relax my dear nephew, I haven't lost my conscience enough to attack people on the streets of Sicily... Well, the blood kept at ninety degrees Fahrenheit in the hospital tastes good, I like that warm blood."

He spread his hands frivolously and said, his green eyes with a smile fell directly on Wen Renliang's face, "We need to cooperate for a while, so make peace temporarily? Is it okay, dear little Lan Nuo?" He turned around coolly, and left study.

Little Cheese looked at his back and pondered sullenly. He had clearly seen the smile on Bell Witt's face that disappeared the moment he turned around.

He also saw Belle Waite's emerald green eyes turn dark dark green at that instant.

What the hell is he trying to do?Little Cheese held his head and thought carefully.

"Baby." Wen Renliang hung Samuel back on the wall, "Go take a shower, I still have work to do."

"Uh..." Little Cheese walked to the back of the desk, muffled, and hugged Wen Renliang's neck from behind the chair where he was sitting coquettishly, "Little guy, stay with Liang!"

"Baby..." Wen Renliang pampered his little head with his backhand.

"When are we going to go skiing?" Little Cheese blinked her big eyes excitedly and said, "You guys go to work, I'll go skiing with Little Winter Melon."

"Soon." Wen Renliang flipped through the documents and said, "Preparations are being made."

"Oh," Little Cheese said indifferently. He played with Wen Renliang's long silver hair for a while, went around the front and sat on Wen Renliang's lap, and picked up the thick book, which recorded Werther's Flip through the family history books.

A moment later, the little guy fell asleep on Wen Renliang's chest with a thick book in his hands.

Wen Renliang put down the pen in his hand, kissed him on the cheek, moved the seat back a bit, put the coat on the back of the chair on the little guy, and hugged him in his arms to change positions , Let him lie on his chest and fall asleep with peace of mind, and continue working.

Blazing flames shot out tongues more than one meter high, and the raging fire lit up the dark surroundings. Broken metal fragments could be seen everywhere, dyed dazzling red by the fire and the blood on the ground.

This is...hell.An old hoarse voice said: "Welcome to the Palace of the Blood Emperor!"

Little Cheese was holding the thick book, blinking his big eyes and looking around curiously, the dark king was sitting on a bloody throne with a strange red totem on it, too far away, Little Cheese couldn't see him clearly He was wearing a fat black cloak that looked like a wizard's robe, and the hood of the cloak covered his face.

"Are you about to start?" he said in a gorgeously mesmerizing voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Blood Emperor." A gentle voice responded.

The man was also wearing a black fat wizard robe, black clothes, black hair, the color of death.

"He will come back." The gorgeous voice said firmly, looking at the black figure in front of him.

"Yes, I also firmly believe that." The man bowed slightly to the man on the throne.

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