Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

The mansion was empty, except for Kingsley, there were only a few trembling human servants.The master had dragged his family and left everything behind and fled secretly.

"Bai, Your Majesty Bai." Gracie called out cautiously.

"Catch him here." Lan Yan stood alone under the gorgeous bud-shaped crystal chandelier composed of thousands of tiny white candles in the middle hall, her back was lonely and cold.

"Yes." Gracie said.

He returned to the door and found that Kingsley was about to flee, and immediately dragged him back by the back of his collar. "Gracey Adelaide, what are you going to do? Are you going to betray the Earl?" he cried.

"You're wrong about Kingsley, if you have a good memory you'll see that I never supported him," Gracie said.

"You traitor! Let me go!"

Gracie threw Kingsley, who was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak, in front of Lan Yan.

"Where did they escape to?" Lan Yan asked.

"I, I don't know." Kingsley said lying on the ground, stammering and looking at Lan Yan's toes.

"I'll find out, but you can choose to say it yourself."

Kingsley hesitated.

"Quickly tell me where they fled. Also, I remember that they raised a lot of blood slaves. What about those people? They can't take them all away together." Gracie said.

"Human beings are still imprisoned here?" Lan Yan frowned and looked at Gracie.

"Yes, they used to boast of having hundreds of slaves." Gracie replied with her head bowed. "Not only them, other nobles in the city are also proud of raising a large number of human blood slaves."

"Gracey!" Kingsley yelled, eyes red. "You kept saying that we should be kind to human beings, but you participated in every one of the banquets we held!" Those banquets were nothing more than wine pools and meat forests, extremely extravagant.And the banquet held by the blood clan will also add bloody and exciting games.

"I couldn't say no," Gracie said.He really couldn't refuse, otherwise he would become an isolated existence.

Kingsley sneered. "Then did anyone force you to drink that fresh human blood?"

Lan Yan pressed his forehead, his face was ashen, he only felt that his mind was in chaos, and their conversation made him feel irritable and tired. "Enough! Where are those people kept?"

"In the basement, I'll show you there," Gracie said.

They left the hall, entered the semi-basement kitchen, and entered the deeper basement from the steps next to the kitchen. A strong smell of blood floated up from the corridor.Ling Lan Yan, who was enduring the hunger and thirst, gradually became manic.He had to use all his strength to concentrate and fight against his bloodthirsty instincts.

The basement has a large area, with rooms for slaves on both sides. There are stone bricks at the bottom of the stairs. Gracie stepped on it and almost slipped. There was a thick semi-solidified viscous liquid on the floor. When he looked down, it was blood. .

The air is filled with the smell of blood. The iron gates of each room are open, and there are piles of corpses inside. They are all young men, women and children, or their throats were cut, or they were dismembered. With a terrified expression, it must have been more than a day since he died.

Before they left, they killed any slaves they could not take with them.

Lan Yan stopped sadly, he was late, and there was no living person here. There are more than 20 rooms, all of which are corpses.

In his heart, he still felt that he was a human being, and the empathy for the death of his own kind made him extremely sad. He only felt a splitting headache, and his anger at the blood race made him even more manic. The resistance made his stomach churn and throb again.

He staggered two steps, threw up against the wall, and then burst into tears uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty!" Gracie hurriedly stepped forward to help him. "You need fresh human blood."

Lan Yan pushed him away, her eyes were blood red and her skin was pale. "roll!"

"Your Majesty!" Gracie fell to the ground, but still couldn't help being secretly startled. There were rumors that the White King was very beautiful when he was still Bai Ling, but now he has become a blood clan. Looking at it closely, his beauty seems to have become Some kind of taboo temptation, danger, excitement, but even more exciting.

Lan Yan leaned against the wall in pain, clenched his hands into fists, clenched his teeth, and the tip of his nose was filled with sinful but sweet taste.

"Your Majesty?" Gracie called tentatively.

Lan Yan's fangs protruded out of his lips uncontrollably. He raised his head and looked at Gracie coldly, with fury and pain. His silver eyes were as red as blood, and there was a sea of ​​sinful blood inside. , the wind roared above the sea of ​​blood, and the huge waves surged, bringing countless dark things with them.

Only then did Gracie realize that his emotions had lost control, and he backed away in horror. "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, Your Majesty?" He shouted in panic, the only exit here was the passage behind Lan Yan, and he couldn't escape.

Lan Yan took two steps towards him, and Gracie felt that he was bound to die, he couldn't resist the power of this young real king at all.