[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

When I woke up again, I felt much better.Apart from the fact that there was still darkness in front of him, Bai Mo had almost no dissatisfaction - after experiencing such piercing pain, his requirements have become much lower.

There is a faint aroma of wine in the air, sweet and slightly sour at the same time.

This is a very familiar taste. Not long ago, he had devoured an unknown amount, and every drop of blood was so sweet and tempting.

Bai Mo licked his lips, not enough, not enough.

He had been hungry for too long, and that bit of blood was just a drop in the bucket, and it had no effect except to whet his appetite.

Just when Bai Mo was almost completely immersed in his desire for food, the dull pain from the soles of his feet brought him back to his senses.

The smell of burnt meat immediately spread from below, and the pungent smell made Bai Mo frowned.

There was darkness in his field of vision, so he didn't know at all, it was clearly a wound scorched by high temperature, and even the tender red flesh in the depths could be clearly seen, but just as soon as he took a step back, In time, there has immediately become a piece of smoothness.

And all this fell into the eyes of another person.

The man shook the wine glass in his hand, a few specks of light scattered from the light golden liquid and then slowly fell down. He lifted it up casually and took a sip, but his eyes stayed on Bai Mo during this time.

Powerful self-healing ability, a very good-looking face, and...a looming body under the thin tulle, white and attractive.

well.

He stroked the black ring on his thumb, and thought of something, he hesitated for a while.The man raised his head and drank the whole cup of bitter liquid medicine. He felt a little calmer before standing up and walking outside.

Forget it, it's not the time yet, wait a little longer, and it will become more delicious when it is fully prepared.

Standing outside the door, Phil took a deep breath as usual, and only exhaled slowly when he felt his chest begin to swell.

The grown-up is in a good mood today, very good, and he knows exactly why.

Every time after venting those tyrannical emotions on the dark side, the atmosphere around the Duke will become much more relaxed, but it has never been as good as today.

As long as it has one breath left, with their powerful vitality, they will be able to complete self-healing, and then survive.

It's just that he will probably see a scene like hell, broken limbs, tender pink flesh, and dark red blood seeping through the thick carpet.

To his surprise, the room was very clean, there was no strong smell of blood in the air that made his heart sick, and there was no distressing cry for help.The only living creature was sitting in a chair right now, and looked over after hearing the movement.

With smooth black hair and a beautiful face, to be honest, this is also the most beautiful creature Phil has ever seen—although this is a vampire, a powerful and cruel monster.

It was wearing a robe, and Phil easily recognized that it belonged to the Duke. The thin cloth was attached to the blood clan's body, which made people feel extremely tempting.

Phil walked in uncontrollably, and exhausted all his willpower to stand still ten steps away from it, because he found that there was no trace of restraint on the monster's body, not a single one. Even the top forbidden secret techniques on the forearm are all gone.

What the hell is His Excellency the Duke thinking!

The blood race stared at this side with empty eyes, and the strong sense of oppression caused a burst of cold sweat to ooze from Phil's back—if it suddenly attacked, with its current ability, he would undoubtedly die.

"You are afraid." The blood race said suddenly.

Phil tensed his body and didn't answer, he knew that he would hear his nervous hoarse voice as soon as he opened his mouth.Cold sweat flowed down the back of his neck and into his collar, but Phil still didn't dare to move rashly.

"You are afraid, why?"

He obviously couldn't see it, but Bai Mo could easily catch every trace of smell in the air. This sour and bitter taste was mixed with acrid taste, which was translated into "fear" by the brain.

Bai Mo didn't understand, he didn't think he was scary, why did that person feel scared, especially after looking at it, the smell of fear became stronger.

After a long time without getting an answer, Bai Mo also lost his patience.He curled up, curled up into a small ball and nestled into the soft chair.

He was very hungry, but he didn't want to eat anything.

This person's smell is different, like the grass after the rain, fresh and clean, although it smells good, but he doesn't have any appetite at all.

Bai Mo thought for a while and asked, "When will he come back?"

Phil was stunned for a moment, and after feeling that the blood race did not intend to attack him, he relaxed a little: "Who?"

"People who were here before."

Lord Harris?

"I don't know, it may be tomorrow, or it may be later."

Bai Mo nodded, "Oh."

"Are you worried that he will come back too early?" A boring question with an obvious answer, Phil thought in his heart.

For Duke Harris, people are more fearful than respectful, even every monster sent here is no exception.After being pulled out of their sharp claws and inflicted with pain, they will restrain their nature, crying and bearing sharp blades, sharp silver thorns, and even scorched metal whips.

There are too many, that person has too many ways to inflict pain on others, but the most favorite is the simple and direct way - watching the flesh and blood split, and then cut and tear mercilessly, Until you can clearly see every tendon and every bone.

This is just a way to vent their desires. Just seeing the painful expression of others and hearing the cries of despair, that person can get a twisted pleasure, which has nothing to do with carnal desires.

In the beginning, they were delicate and delicate teenagers and girls, but human beings are too fragile, usually within one night, those who had a soft smile before will become a corpse covered with bruises.After providing some special channels to the auction house, every time I was invited to go there, it was only for those beautiful and powerful monsters. After all, the stronger they are, the less likely they are to die.

In the icy castle of this manor, the human beings and monsters who have been tortured to death are beyond count.I don't know since when, people no longer mentioned his name, and only called him "that one".

That one is a tyrant deep in the jungle, cold-blooded, cruel, but at the same time possesses extraordinary abilities.

People are jealous and fearful, but they still have to offer sacrifices to please them.

"No, it would be nice if he could come back today."

Phil was taken aback for a moment, and then he was a little relieved.

When he saw His Excellency the Duke holding the Sanguinary instead of having the "goods" taken into the castle, he realized that this time, it was different.

This bloodline is different.