The layered routine of vest essence

"Master God!" Surrey closed his eyes and looked at death as if he were home. "Even if you are an evil god, you have protected us for so long. Only in this way can we explain the reason why you came out of the forest unscathed."

"'Take'?" Theodore said disdainfully, "I'm afraid you have misunderstood the person, I have never heard of such a creature. How difficult is it to get out of the forest?"

Surrey's face was flushed, and he had some doubts about the identity of Lord Shenming at first, but since Lord Shenming brought in a breeze to lift the firewood, the familiar and gentle wind made him immediately believe in the identity of "Na De" up.

Only the gods can use this power!

Surrey, who has heard the rumors from his ancestors for generations, has no doubts about this. Since the Lord God does not want to reveal his identity, as a believer, I have to do my best to help the Lord.

Theodore was still waiting for the boy to say something to refute. He had slept for too long and hadn't seen such a vivid creature for a long time. It was quite fresh to tease for a while.

Unexpectedly, the young man had a clear look and didn't say anything, as if he didn't care about his disdain for "got", he introduced various things in the village with a natural attitude.

"This cow belongs to Aunt Kitty's family. It is the pride of our village. It can produce a lot of fresh milk every day..."

"Uncle Tom takes the things in the village to the town to sell every day, and we rely on him to carry our daily necessities..."

Feeling that the Duke should not like to listen to these boring and trivial matters, Harold, who had been arranging all the way, hurriedly stepped forward and scolded Surrey, "Can you quickly take out the map!"

"Who are you!" Sarri replied, then squinted at Theodore's expression, and slandered, "It seems that you are just a follower of the gods. If I can meet the adults sooner, I will would be more useful."

The young man's mind is always erratic, Sarri felt a little swollen when he thought about it.

Harold deeply felt that he had lost face in front of the Duke, and gave the young man a dark look.

After they leave, he must turn this brat into his next generation to enslave!

He didn't realize that the two of them had so much drama around him. In fact, Theodore was more interested in these folk information that he had never known before. He even thought of buying two cows to try milking after returning to the territory and settling down.

Seeing the two strangers behind Sarri, the villagers cast strange glances one after another, but Sarri fooled them with the excuse of being a lost traveler.

Theodore, who felt that the boy was very flexible and didn't want to be surrounded by the eyes of rare creatures, was quite satisfied.

"Why don't you just give him a chance to live forever, anyway, the Turner family may not have expanded for a long time."

Taking the map from the almighty Uncle Tom in the mouth of Surrey, Harold marked the route in an instant, and saw that the huge castle that was originally independent was now divided into two areas. After a computer search, Harold asked Theodore Hui reported: "My lord, the castle was acquired by the Cecil Group 60 years ago, and the person in charge of the group is now Macmillan Cecil."

"Cecil..." Theodore recalled, "This surname is a bit familiar."

"Ann, tell me where I heard that word?"

Mr. Ann was not around, and Harold hesitated to speak.

Unexpectedly, a crisp and sweet voice sounded in the next second, "My lord, Cecil is the surname of the werewolf family that we exiled to the edge a hundred years ago."

A blond girl suddenly appeared in the room and bowed slightly to Theodore.

"It's too slow to wake up." Theodore sat on the dilapidated wooden chair, but the brilliance of his body was not covered by the simple environment, but it looked more luxurious.

Poured a cup of black tea for Theodore, and Ann stood behind Theodore.

"I didn't expect my lord to sleep for a hundred years without losing his demeanor, and his perception is still so terrifying." An smiled softly, "I'm sorry for the late arrival, Mina has also woken up, and went to buy a car for the lord."

"Your teleportation skills have not regressed." Theodore picked up the black tea and took a sip. The slightly sweet taste made every taste bud burst.

"Where did you get the girl's blood?"

"It's in the village. I took some from her fingertips." An replied calmly, "I have to say that although the taste is not very soft, it is quite energetic."

Harold stood on the side as quietly as a chicken, looking enviously at the head maid who communicated naturally with the Duke. He was almost not transformed back to his original form by the natural suppression of the blood along the way.

Theodore waved his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly appeared in the room, blowing the map in Harold's hand into his hand, and he handed it to Ann.

"You and Harold go to prepare, we will go there tonight and see what the wolf cubs from a hundred years ago are now."

After the two promised, they turned into their original forms and flew out of the window, leaving only Theodore still sitting on the chair.

He sipped the black tea slowly, and brought the breeze to take away the remaining tea stains in the cup. The exquisite and expensive cup was left on the table, and it became a small reward left by the Duke. It must be sold for a lot of money.

After all, he still wants to abduct other people's children later...

Theodore took it for granted, his white fingers subconsciously brushed the huge ring on his right thumb.

On the other hand, Sari, who was trying to bring the best enjoyment to God, asked for a few pennies from his aunt, and rushed to the only place in the village that sold groceries to buy what he thought was the most delicious. Fruit hard candy - exquisite crystal paper packaging is always enough to attract the attention of teenagers.

The 12-year-old boy's body is convulsed very quickly, but his mind has not made much of a leap in the simple countryside. He is still no different from him when he was a child - looking forward to the patron saint and hoping that he will be favored one day.

Fortunately, he has got it now.

Thinking of the gentle breeze, Sarri felt that there was endless power in his body.

Pushing open the door recklessly, Sally walked up to the thoughtful Lord Duke excitedly.

"My lord!" He gasped, "I brought the tribute."

Although he felt the fresh smell of blood, Theodore didn't pay much attention until the dirty paw in front of him handed a few not-so-wrapped candies to his face.

The packaging of candy is cellophane, which is not very popular in this era. Although it is beautiful and convenient, it has been eliminated by the new plastic paper because of its unsatisfactory moisture-proof effect.

Seeing the child's expectant eyes and the half-melted fruit candy in his hand, Theodore's eyes were deep.

In the end, he couldn't bear the candy, so Theodore chose to change the subject.

"Would you like to follow me?" He asked bluntly.

Sarri: "Huh? Of course I would like to follow the Lord God."

"Even leaving this place?"

Sarri scratched his head, "Nade" will always guard us, how could it be possible to leave here?Could it be that the gods are testing me?

Firming his mind, Sally said loudly, "Of course I am willing to follow my lord!"

After getting the answer he wanted, Theodore stopped talking nonsense, he directly eliminated the mimicry, and the shape of blood eyes and sharp teeth appeared directly in front of Sarri.

First Embrace, a word that is no longer uncommon in various literary works.However, most people have always thought that the first hug is a feeling of ecstasy similar to being high. In fact, it is a very painful process of replacing blood, especially in the two parties with disparity in blood power. That side will be tortured even more.

Without Sarri's temporary retreat and fear, the gentleness filled the small room with violent power, and the wind field isolated Sarri's uncontrollable screams from the pain of the first embrace. At least from the outside, everything was So peaceful and peaceful.

The small wound on Theodore's index finger healed in an instant. He sat on the chair and looked at the human being whose breath was gradually becoming cloudy. He thought casually, what ability would he have?

As the most powerful Duke of the blood race, there are very few humans embraced by him. Except for the sisters An and Mina, Sally is his third human being in these years.

Although the singular number is a bit ugly and annoying to watch, it can be tolerated for the time being.

The first hug lasted for a full two hours, and the voice of Surrey's aunt telling him to go out to feed the sheep during the period was covered by Theodore's ability.

The pupils of the blond-haired and blue-eyed boy in front of him turned blood red, his expression was lax, and a pair of small and cute fangs protruded from his upper lip, with a pure white luster.

The power of the blood emanating from his body made Theodore's originally not bad mood much happier. He moved his fingertips, and a gust of wind lifted the young man who was lying on the ground in a panic to the table.

"Do you feel what you are capable of?" Theodore asked, feeling that the time was almost up.

The young man was panting in embarrassment, with despair in his eyes. Instead of responding to Theodore's words, he murmured, "You... are really not 'get'..."

Theodore: "Huh? Didn't I say it early? It was very fast when you promised yourself."

"I don't want to! I don't want to go with you!" Surrey suddenly sat up from the bed and yelled violently. In an instant, the glass in the room shattered, and even the teacup Theodore placed on the table had a crack.

"Well, the ability in sound waves?" Theodore was too lazy to resist Sarri's resistance, anyway, he accepted his ability, and he was also his man anyway.

"It's quite potential, you can throw it to Mina for training."

Theodore stood up and retracted the wind field, his blood red eyes were full of interest.

Seeing Sarri gritted his teeth with a deeply betrayed expression, he really felt a novelty that he hadn't seen in a century.

"You rest first, and set off with me at night, the reason is your own."

The young man whose favorability fell to a negative value was casually put on a camouflage, Theodore yawned, changed into his original form, hung in the bushes outside the forest, and went to rest.

Although most of the pain in the first embrace is on the side with low blood, he will still be more tired as a bleeding person. You must know that there is a saying that blood from fingertips is blood from heart...