[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Chapter 147 Showing Affection with the Cruel Gong 4

It was late at night, and there was a man galloping on a horse on the forest path.The fallen leaves formed a thick layer on the ground, and the horseshoes made only a small sound when they stepped on it.

Albert's blood-stained robe had been thrown away by him, and he was a little unhappy thinking about it. If it weren't for the thieves, he would have returned to the manor by this time.

But it's not without its benefits.

Thinking of the last expressions of those people, he sneered—the dark emotions that had been entangled with him after leaving from the sharks were vented a lot, and it was also thanks to those people.

And the crow will clean up the pile of meat, which can reduce the ranger's work a lot.

The wind brought a chill to his body, and the only thing Albert misses now is the warm bath water and the soft big bed.

"My lord?" Phil didn't expect the owner to come back so soon.He stepped forward to remove the saddle and bridle and reins for the snorting steed, and patted its neck again. The black horse rubbed against Fail humanely, and walked away.

It's already foggy outside, like a white gauze.

Phil suddenly remembered the vampire who was also wearing a white gauze robe. After closing the door, he said to Albert who was going up the stairs: "My lord, that vampire has been waiting for you."

Not getting any response from the man, he scratched his hair in embarrassment.

Sure enough, he was too sleepy when he was woken up in the middle of his sleep, otherwise why would he have said that word so much.It's good enough that your lord shows no sign of anger, otherwise...

Phil shivered, and tugged on the coat he had put on hastily.

He almost forgot he was still in pajamas!

Contrary to what Phil imagined, Albert was not only not angry, after hearing that sentence, he felt inexplicably in a good mood.Even the steps are bigger than usual, even a little impatient——

He opened that door.

The blood race was shrinking into a small ball, and the whole person was squeezed into that chair.Perhaps because of his uncomfortable posture, his brows were still slightly furrowed.

Albert approached and stepped over the circular prohibition written by himself on the ground, and the smallest circle was only one step away from the foot of the chair-this is why he could leave with confidence.Without the permission of the forbidden master, the forbidden person who is restrained by the prohibition cannot violate the prohibition, so even if the blood race is only a little closer, it will be burned by extremely high temperature, and the nature of the creature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages will make it understand what it should do.

And the fact proves, this kind of education method is very effective.

The vampire with his eyes closed looked gentle and harmless.Maybe it was this fragile look, or maybe he had vented enough, and Albert lost his previous interest—he didn't want to see the blood race dying, at least not now.

Just when he was about to leave here to enjoy a comfortable hot bath, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Bai Mo raised his head and accurately identified his location.

The blood race didn't use much strength, as long as Albert wanted to, he could easily pull back the small piece of fabric that the blood race was holding in his hand.

But he didn't.

"release."

He looked at the pair of bloodless black eyes and every expression on his face, calm but also deeply disturbed.What surprised him was that the blood race chose to disobey after hearing his commanding tone.

Bai Mo tightly clenched the corner of his clothes, he was about to say something, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Grumble-"

"hungry?"

Bai Mo lowered his head in embarrassment: "Well...very hungry."

"drink."

A sweet aroma of wine erupted in the air, so rich that one could almost drown in it.Bai Mo subconsciously swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and finally couldn't resist the temptation and moved closer to the man's palm.

Albert made a deep cut, and the oozing blood kept dripping down from his palm, and was immediately licked clean by the hungry vampires.

The pink tongue was rolled with bright red blood, and the eyes were slightly squinted. The other party looked completely intoxicated.

Albert's Adam's apple rolled up and down.From this angle, he could see the slender neck, white chest, and slender legs. He had to admit that the blood race was indeed a very beautiful creature, and this one was even more so.

He even finds his new pet somewhat charming.

Damn charming.

There was a tingling sensation in his fingertips, and when he found that the blood was stroking his fingertips with his sharp teeth, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock: "That's all for today."

The blood clan was a little disappointed - he wasn't full yet.

But Bai Mo just nodded obediently, and then continued to retreat into the chair.When the sweet smell was almost gone, he couldn't help but ask, "Will you come tomorrow?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Yes."

The moment the door was closed, Albert seemed to see the trapped vampire smiling at him, filled with pure joy.

Today is a sunny day, but there is not a ray of sunshine in the dark castle.

Every brick and stone here is forged by a royal craftsman using secret techniques, which can block any light.But the skill of the craftsman is not limited to this, the formations inside each brick are unique, they echo each other, turning the castle into a huge and complicated restriction, protecting everything inside.

The cold rotunda was full of people, or rather, monsters in human form.

Their every move interprets gorgeousness and elegance, the ladies' clothes are beautiful and exquisite, and the gentlemen's hair is combed meticulously. If it weren't for the serious expressions on everyone's faces and the current quiet atmosphere, no one would doubt that this would be a royal palace. banquet.

After a long time, the person sitting at the top of the steps asked, "Any news?"

There was still silence.

"Your Highness," the young man with the silver ethnic pattern embroidered on his chest walked to the front of the crowd, he tensed his body, fearing that what he said next would cause him to be separated in the next moment: "Fraser got the news, Your Highness once appeared in the human mirage."

The crowd began to whisper that if Fraser's news was true, they might have to break the rules this time.It has been 400 years since the last time they broke the precepts. Even so, they still haven't recovered to the time when they were the strongest. Now is not a good time. Once they enter the WTO, they will suffer heavy losses this time.

It is not without reason that they are so nervous.Fraser's huge family and descendants have given them a foothold in various places. Each Fraser holds countless channels and resources in his hands, and because of this, the news that comes out of their mouths has never been heard. Nothing went wrong.

"Quiet."

All the sounds disappeared in an instant, just because they heard the forbidden word——

"The commandment cannot be broken. Instead, I will seek the help of Methuselah."

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