[Quick Travel] How to break through being targeted by petite wolf dogs

Five years passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past few years, the blood race has had no wars, and nothing new and major events have happened. Everything has remained calm and normal, and it is just right.

It was so good that Xie Nan was almost getting used to the emptiness of not having a person around him.

He and Noseel still maintain an inseparable blood contract relationship, but other than that, almost all the blood races are well aware that His Highness the Blood Emperor and His Excellency the Prince are now incompatible, and they will never go back to the past The relationship between brothers and sisters is over.

Recently, the meeting of elders made a major decision. Since His Royal Highness the Blood Emperor has reached the appropriate age to marry a wife, the elders have selected many talented and beautiful daughters from the seven noble families, and are planning to hold a grand dinner in three days. Choose a suitable princess for His Highness the Blood Emperor.

Noseel was sullen at this.

However, the Blood Race has always had a written rule for thousands of years: If the resolution is collectively passed by the Elders' Meeting with 100% voting rate, even if His Royal Highness the Blood Emperor objects, it will still be allowed to be implemented.

Coincidentally, the last resolution vote was in Xie Nan's hands.

Noseel almost stared at Xie Nan's face that was so beautiful that it made people lose their minds. Regardless of whether there were other irrelevant people present, he squeezed out a few words viciously from between his teeth: "No, yes ,cast."

Xie Nan just glanced at him lightly, with disgust in his eyes, but also pleasure similar to revenge.

Those bony hands pinched the ticket, and the words that came out of the thin lips were cold and slightly ironic: "Your Highness now has everything that everyone envies, so naturally you should find someone you love deeply to share with... . Otherwise it would be so lonely."

"Do you think I'm right, Your Highness?" Xie Nanbing's blue eyes pierced Noseel's heart like sharp knives, barely leaving him a chance to breathe.

Watching the fluffy piece of paper slip from his fingertips and fall into the ballot box in front of him without any mistakes, for the first time Noseel felt an emotion called "regret" that almost overwhelmed him .

He had never realized one thing so deeply—Xie Nan really hated him.

The dance was held three days later as scheduled.

The style of the blood clan has always been extravagant and extravagant. This time, the big event of choosing a concubine for His Highness the Blood Emperor was even more perfunctory. The decoration and renovation of the palace began a week in advance, and every corner was filled with the smell of decadent money.

The bronzing font on the invitation was copied by Duke Brook himself, and the beautiful handwriting covered almost all the famous families in the blood clan.

Among them, Miss Anne of the Viotlets family and Miss Britney of the August family are the candidates for the princess who have received much discussion and attention.

Noseel, the protagonist of the dinner party, was not interested in all of this at all. Half an hour after the ball started, he was still leisurely turning the Rubik's Cube in his bedroom.

This thing looks like it's been around for ages.

The color of the surface has long since faded, becoming dull and yellowish.

But Nosel still couldn't put it down.

This was the first gift he received in his life, and it was given to him when he just turned one hundred years old.

This is something that can only be found in the human world. His Excellency the Prince gave it to him when he was out on errands.

I didn't expect Little Northel to like it very much.

Now he is nearly four hundred years old, and no matter how much he takes good care of this thing, it still cannot return to its original state.

Just like the relationship between him and Xie Nan.

No one can easily mend it.

"Your Highness," Aesop stood outside the door, wearing an unusual white tuxedo, with a calm expression, "The dinner party has begun, and it's time for you to go downstairs."

"Hmm..." Nosel carefully put the Rubik's Cube into a transparent box, and then put it in the drawer. He seemed to be distracted for a while, and then he stopped after a while.

Rubbing his forehead, he replied lazily, "Has Your Excellency the Prince arrived?"

Esso paused: "Not yet."

"Send someone to the castle to urge you." Nosel stood up, straightened his collar in a leisurely manner, and said with a half-smile, "You want me to choose a concubine? Then he can't miss this good show."

In the middle of the dinner, Xie Nan arrived late from the palace.

In an instant, all the eyes in the hall were looking towards this side.

This is His Excellency the most beautiful prince of the blood clan... an existence that is even rarer to see than His Royal Highness the Blood Emperor.

Today, Xie Nan wore a dark blue velvet robe with a black ascetic shirt inside, and smooth trousers that outlined his slender legs very nicely.

He took off the cloak casually and handed it to the attendants outside the hall, then walked into the hall calmly.

Along the way, there were many people who wanted to strike up a conversation, but Xie Nan ignored them all, and walked straight to the corner of the hall, and found a quiet place to sit down.The place he was in seemed to have automatically formed an aura that strangers should not get close to, making people afraid to disturb him at will.

Noseel casually took two glasses of wine from the attendant's plate, and walked towards the slightly cold figure in the corner.

The crowd began to discuss with their voices suppressed.

Who doesn't know that the relationship between the two lords has become more and more cold recently, what is going on now?

Sensing the approach of the visitor, Xie Nan raised his eyes slightly, and blinked his eyelashes like a small fan.

Noseel handed over the wine glass, and the dark purple liquid in the transparent goblet looked like some kind of tempting venom.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness..." Xie Nan didn't reach out his hand, looked directly at Nosiel and said indifferently, "I don't want to drink wine today."

Noseel seemed to have expected his answer long ago, he put the wine glass into the hand of Aisuo who was behind him indifferently, and went forward and sat down beside Xie Nan.

"It's okay not to drink," he curled his lips frivolously, "it's okay to chat for a while, right?"

Xie Nan frowned imperceptibly.

"Your Highness," fortunately, Aesuo spoke in time and reminded, "According to the dinner arrangement given by the elders, you should now get to know Miss Anne of the Viotlets family and invite her to the ball in 2 minutes. Let's dance together."

Noseel glanced at him impatiently, and said in a bad tone: "I know."

Although he promised happily, he had already figured out who to invite in his heart.

Looking at the silent Xie Nan secretly by the movement of drinking, Noseel can't wait for the upcoming dance.

But there are thousands of calculations... Noseel didn't expect that the daughter of the Viotlets family would take the initiative to invite him to dance.

Prom etiquette stipulates that a woman can refuse a man's invitation to dance, but a man cannot refuse a woman's invitation to dance. Once a woman takes the initiative to invite a man to dance together, even if she is reluctant, she must accompany her to the end.

Noseel looked at the smiling woman in front of him with some annoyance.

"What? Your Highness, you don't really want to reject me, do you?" Annie blinked, and the expression on her innocent face was quite innocent.

But Noseel felt that she came to stop him on purpose.

Because when Annie walked towards him, the masked man who had just stood beside her walked straight towards Xie Nan.

Noseel stared closely at the two figures not far away, biting his back molars and reluctantly said: "How could it be... my honor, beautiful little girl

sister. "

On the other side, Xie Nan just wanted to refuse the invitation to dance from the unexpected guest who suddenly appeared in front of him, but he could only hear the deep voice of this person in his ears: "Either accept my invitation to dance obediently, or exchange Noseel back. …”

Xie Nan usually hates other people's threats the most, but today he fell for the trick by accident.

Perhaps it was because this person's voice sounded familiar.

Xie Nan gently placed his hand on the man's palm, thinking absently.

Or maybe it's just that he simply dislikes Noseel too much.

As the soft prelude of music sounded, there were quite a few exclamations around.

Although it is common for men to dance with men in balls, they are still a minority after all, let alone... this is His Excellency the Prince!

To dance ballroom dance with a strange masked man...is it a girl's step? !

The level of explosiveness can almost make the headlines of the Blood Race tomorrow.

"Why should I dance women's steps?" Xie Nan was a little dissatisfied, and was led into the dance floor by this man in a daze.

The person on the opposite side laughed lightly, grabbed his waist naturally, took Xie Nan's hand and made him turn around, then pulled him forward abruptly, pulling him into his arms, and clinging to Xie Nan. He said hoarsely in his ear: "Because Your Majesty the Prince likes this... likes to be pressed down by men, wantonly

Afraid to violate..."

Xie Nan's whole body froze suddenly, and even his face turned pale.

"You... who are you?" The vague conjectures in his mind gradually became clear, Xie Nan looked at the man's sharp and beautiful jawline, and something in his heart

The sound became more and more deafening.

is it him?

Will it be him?

Xie Nan raised his hand in a daze, trying to take off the mask on the man's face, but someone grabbed his wrist tightly, with such force that it seemed to crush his wrist bones.

"It doesn't matter who I am..." The pair of dark eyes behind the mask looked straight into Xie Nan's eyes, which surprised him for no reason, "You just need to

Remember, I am here to collect debts from you. "

"Xie Nan," the man pinched his waist fiercely, his voice was like Shura soaked in blood, every word and every word was full of strong hatred, "you owe me all this."

Almost instantly, the memories that Xie Nan wanted to lock into the years with all his might came flooding back.

He opened his mouth weakly, but found that he couldn't utter a word.

He wanted to ask Luo Fei, where did he go these past few years, and why he couldn't find him anymore?

How is he?

Have you ever been bullied?

With the characteristics of the third generation of vampires, it must be very hard, right?

But now looking at Luo Fei, looking at those familiar eyes, Xie Nan found that the language is so fragile and pale.

Facing Luo Fei's outspoken hatred, he couldn't even say a word of explanation.

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