The whole universe is praising my vest

"No." An He shook his head slightly.

Isabel wanted to continue asking, but An He said, "Don't know too much, it's not good for you, nor for me, it will disrupt my plan instead."

So, Isabel didn't mention it any more.

An He took out part of the blood core mainly composed of elf blood, supplemented by other measures, and cured Eleanor.

Once, after Eleanor decided to help An He like Isabel, An He specially came to see her and shook hands with her.

Eleanor thought to herself, Ann must need her to play the role of a weapon, and this is the only advantage she has.

In fact, Eleanor couldn’t afford to wait for Isabel’s previous plan to gradually take power. Before Isabel became a prince, she would probably be exhausted as a weapon. Aggrieved.

It's better to be An Ho's power.

If An He can overthrow the Claureus clan, she is willing to burn herself for it.

As a result, An He overthrew the Claureus clan and became the prince without using Eleanor's power.

Eleanor couldn't help asking him: "Didn't you say that we are companions?"

"I'm a companion, so I want to use you as a weapon?" An He puzzled, "We don't need your strength. You go out and make a big fuss to speed up death."

Eleanor was furious: "You don't need me, just find Isabel as your companion, why invite me!"

"What I value is never your value as a weapon. In fact, it is the most reckless way to consume you as a weapon with a limited number of uses." An He said, "Your aptitude is very strong, wait until your Duke Your strength is stable, and you will be among the top batch of blood dukes. Moreover, you and Isabel can support each other and complement each other, and the two of you can do more things together."

Eleanor froze.

"I'll just accept what you say." Eleanor's tone was stiff. "It turns out that this is your intention. After you cure me, you will continue to squeeze me for a long time. You are quite black-hearted."

An He didn't speak, but smiled at her.

Coming out of the blood coffin, Eleanor knelt on one knee.

"Prince, I offer you all my loyalty." She said to An He, "This loyalty will never change, and I will clean up everything that troubles you."

As a result, An He said: "Your appearance is not suitable for this kind of behavior, it makes me feel like I'm bullying a child."

Eleanor retorted angrily: "I'm not a child!"

An He smiled and said, "Don't be too aggressive."

The word of allegiance that I finally came up with was completely ruined by An He, and Eleanor's violent temper was about to explode on the spot. An He stopped him and said: "I mean, your treatment has not been completely completed, and the days after that You need to recover slowly, and you can't have too extreme emotions during this period, otherwise your out-of-control symptoms will rebound."

Eleanor forced herself to hold her breath.

After that, she joined the ranks of the Blood Duke and served the Prince.

An He is still a frequent visitor to the laboratory. He kept his promise to Isabel and began to study how to restore the experimental monster to normal.

The first experimental monster to return to normal was Isabel's mother.

Isabel's mother turned into a monster and was thrown into the sinful castle. She had only a few years left to live. She was able to live until now because of the monster state that continued her life.Returning to the normal blood race, without the monster state to continue her life, she can survive for less than half a day. An He can't prolong her life, nor can she save her.

However, living in the state of an irrational monster is more painful than death. Being able to return to a normal blood race and face death with dignity is already the result of Isabel's mother's dream. Being able to talk to her daughter before dying, Isabel can also be serious. Saying goodbye to their mothers, they have no regrets.

However, seeing her mother die with her own eyes, Isabel's mood was inevitably a little depressed.

Today is a human festival, An He invited her and Eleanor to go to the human city to visit the festival celebration.

It's rare for An He to relax, and of course they won't refuse.

An He chose a small city with mostly ordinary humans and few supernatural beings.It's the deep winter season, and the sky is full of goose feathers and heavy snow, but it can't reduce people's enthusiasm. The heavy snow doesn't bring coldness, but it becomes an embellishment that adds a festive charm.

Most of the time in the territory of the blood clan is dark, but the human city is as bright as day until night. The lanterns hanging on the street match the lights of the surrounding buildings, making them look colorful. Come cool.

Eleanor opened the umbrella to separate herself from passers-by.

The prince does not allow the killing of innocent people indiscriminately. Of course, she will not suddenly go crazy and kill people in the street, but the ordinary human beings around her are too fragile. Eleanor still thinks that she is a weapon, and she is worried that she will accidentally injure others if she is not careful.

However, there are always many humans looking at her.

Eleanor lowered the umbrella, and the tight lip line couldn't hide her irritability: "What are they looking at?"

"Of course it's because you look like a doll." An He replied lazily.

"This—what's so interesting!"

"If it's a blood race, I'll dig out their eyes."

Anyway, the eyes of the blood race can grow again if they are dug out.

An He warned: "You can't dig out the eyes of the blood race."

The prince came out to relax today, and Eleanor didn't want to disturb his mood, so she honestly admitted her mistake: "I see."

"My sister is indeed petite... like a doll." Isabel paused, and decided to ignore Eleanor's stare and express her true feelings, "But why are there so many humans looking at me? If it's about appearance, Prince It is also very conspicuous, but more eyes are cast on me and my sister."

An He looked at them: "It's because of your outfits. In the cold winter, one of you is wearing a thin windbreaker and the other is wearing a skirt. Of course ordinary humans think you are strange."

Isabel looked at An He. He was wearing a black coat with a scarf around his neck and put his hands in the coat pockets, similar to the clothes of the surrounding humans.

"No wonder the prince changed into winter clothes before going out." Isabel was stunned.

An He's normal attire made it look even weirder for them walking beside her.

Passing by a clothing store, Isabel suggested: "Sister, let's wear the same clothes as the prince."

"Okay, let's go in." Eleanor pinched the umbrella handle annoyed, "I can't bear the strange eyes of those humans."

They quickly bought winter clothes and changed into winter clothes. When they came out, they saw An He standing in front of a street vendor buying food.

The owner of the vendor seemed to be having a good conversation with An He. When he saw Isabel and Eleanor coming over, he asked familiarly, "Are you a family? You all look very good-looking."

An He's heterochromatic pupils are too recognizable, and he covered up when he came out, turning his green right eye into red.

In the eyes of others, he has the same black hair and red pupils as the Claires sisters, and the stall owner obviously regards this as a family inheritance.

"This must be the youngest sister." The vendor owner handed her the freshly baked hot food, "Come on, I'll give you the ones that are ready first."

Eleanor twitched the corners of her mouth, but didn't deny it, otherwise it would be too troublesome to explain.

She pointed at An He with her finger that wasn't holding an umbrella, "I should kiss first... give him first."

"Give it to brother first? Little sister is really sensible." The owner of the vendor was very curious, and his eyes glanced between An He and Isabel. He handed the food to An He and asked, "Are you the oldest brother?" Is it? Or the girl next to you is your sister?"

An He asked, "What do you think?"

The owner of the stall touched his chin and pondered: "She is your sister."

An He's expression was slightly stiff: "Why?"

"You look thinner." The vendor owner patted An He on the shoulder and said in a trembling voice, "Eat more meat to nourish your body!"

Isabel couldn't help laughing, and Eleanor laughed outright.

"Just laugh." An He said angrily.

Eleanor couldn't stop laughing: "You are younger than Bell, did he say something wrong?"

Although An He is the ruler of the blood clan, he is really young among the blood clan.

In a sense, the vision of the vendor owner is very precise.

Leaving the vendors, they walked some distance along the street.

An He asked, "How do you feel?"

"That's right, it's more fun than I thought." Eleanor commented, "I've changed my view of human cities a bit."

Of course, it wouldn't be fun at all without An He and Isabel.

"Humans can live a wonderful life in their short lives, which is not inferior to long-lived species. They will not complain about themselves and give up serious life just because their natural lifespan is not as good as long-lived species. My thoughts are the same," An He said. "I never think that the issue of longevity is important, and I hope you don't feel heavy about it."

Eleanor suddenly fell silent.

A firework rises into the night sky and blooms.

As if the prelude had begun, one after another fireworks exploded in the sky, interweaving gorgeous light and shadow.

Pedestrians around stopped to watch the fireworks and exclaimed. An He raised his head like them, and the colors of the fireworks came into his eyes.

The breath and blood of the vampires are both cold, but An He is different. Because he is half of the blood of the elves, he will exhale warm breath and produce white air in winter, which looks really similar to the surrounding humans.

An He Ruo felt something and turned her head, and saw Isabel crying silently.

He asked softly: "What's the matter, did you think of your mother?"

"No," said Isabel, "it's because of you, Prince."

The prince's life is indeed very fulfilling and wonderful, and he has achieved miraculous achievements. He is also satisfied with his situation, but Isabel is not.

She always felt that the prince deserved more happiness.

"I can't help but feel pain when I think of your life dying."

After An He unified the entire galaxy, the power structure of the eighty galaxy has changed and reshuffled. He invited the leaders of the major races to come to the territory of the blood clan to hold a meeting of the clans to discuss the next development of the eighty galaxy.

In the meeting hall, the leaders of the major races sat on both sides of the long table, and the prince of the blood clan arrived late and sat at the head of the long table.

Compared with everyone here, the blood princes are too young. They all had great ambitions to rule the entire galaxy, but what they finally achieved was this little guy who was about the same age as their descendants and was a mixed race.

Today, they sit at the head of the blood prince, and they will obey the prince's orders from now on.

The [-] galaxy discriminates against mixed races for no reason. For most races, bloodline potential is very important, and the bloodline potential of mixed races is much lower than that of pure blood. They are destined to be unable to become strong. The physical characteristics of different races lead to grotesque appearances that many races find unsightly.

The notion that mixed races are as low as mud has been passed down from ancient times to the present, but was finally broken by the blood prince.

Both the elves and the vampires have a humanoid appearance, and their appearance is excellent. They don't have the outstanding physical characteristics of the werewolves and goblins. Sitting quietly cannot be ignored, people can't help but look at it, and then it is difficult to look away.

Becoming a prince also has high requirements on the blood purity of the blood race. When An He became the prince, they were already shocked once. After the whole galaxy was unified, the shock of other races was beyond words.

Who would have thought that hybrids could be so powerful?

Thinking of this, the leaders of some races looked at Dilia sitting among them with strange eyes.At the beginning, the elves abandoned the young prince and threw him to the blood father to raise him, and ignored him. Now that he has fallen into this situation, do you have any regrets?

If the young prince is brought back to the elves to raise them, the glory of unifying the entire galaxy will belong to the elves, and the elves will not be bloodbathed by the prince.

They put themselves in the position of the elves, and felt that their intestines could regret it.

Delia's eyes drooped slightly, staring at the table, indifferent to all kinds of sights.

Wendell, the leader of the Dragon Clan, got up first and attracted many eyes. He looked at An He with an undisguised warm smile on his face, "Your Honorable Prince, the Dragon Clan pays tribute to you."

Not long ago, the Dragon Clan was still standing at the top of the entire galaxy and was the number one strong clan. In the end, they were destroyed by the prince, and there were very few remaining clansmen. Remnant Wendell has pure royal blood, and his strength is also sufficient, so he rushed the duck to the shelves and became the new king of the dragon clan.

The current ranking of the Dragon Clan is dangerous even in the top [-], but they do not resent An He, but respect him enthusiastically.

Dragons are loyal believers in the god of blood and fire, and they regard An He as the incarnation of the god.

No matter how the gods treat them, they have no complaints.

The race that doesn't believe in gods has long muttered in secret: "Is there something wrong with the dragon's brain because of its belief in gods?"

In the eyes of the Dragon Clan, the incarnation of the gods personally destroyed them, and they still eagerly continue to believe. It is true that they are sick, but the argument that the prince is the incarnation of the gods is still somewhat credible.An He's achievements are too amazing, if it is the incarnation of a god, it is easy to make sense.

Isabel once suspected this too, but An He personally denied her.

Wendell looked around, "The prince has arrived, why are you still sitting safely and not getting up? Do you want to express a silent protest to the prince in this form?"

"Of course not!"

"Wendel, what is your intention to challenge the prince's trust in us!"

The prince conquered them with absolute strength, and they had nothing to say. They had seen the methods the prince used to cleanse the blood clan and suppress the entire galaxy, and they did not dare to raise their minds of resistance.

However, everything happened so quickly from the blood prince ruling the entire galaxy to the convening of the clan meeting, they were indeed a little unaccustomed to it, and they hadn't clearly defined their position yet.

Wendell's words are simply murderous. If the prince really suspects that they have different intentions, what should they do!They glared at Wendell, and when they faced An He, they put on a humble look. Including Delia, all the race leaders stood up like Wendell, and offered the highest respect to An He who was sitting at the top. etiquette.

"Please sit down." An He said.

Three hours later, the first day's meeting ended, and An He got up to leave.

Delia followed.

Delia's mood was extremely complicated and she walked slowly.

When she found An He, she saw An He sitting in the courtyard, with a black and white checkered chessboard on a stone table in front of her, as well as chess pieces such as kings, queens, and chariots.

"Elf King, please sit down." An He raised his hand, motioning for Di Liya to sit opposite him.

The breeze with the fragrance of flowers blew, and brought some scattered petals to the black and white chessboard. An He reached out and picked out the petals, gathered them in his palm, and then dumped them into the soil of the flower bed next to him, letting them return to nature.

Seeing this elf-like behavior, Delia's determination was shaken for a moment, and then she became firm again.

"Play chess?" An He asked.

Delia looked down at the chessboard, and her voice was as soft as a whisper: "Your father likes to play chess."

"I used to play against him a lot."

"Who wins more, you?"

An He nodded and said: "In the end, I basically win. He likes to draw more, and doesn't bother to improve his chess skills."

Delia shook her hand and knocked down the chess pieces in front of her.

"It seems that you are not in the mood to play chess." An He said.

A petal fluttered down and landed on An He's head, catching it in his hair. Delia reached out to help him pick it off, but An He said calmly, "Let's get down to business, you should think so too."

Delia paused.

An He took the petals by himself, "The elves have a taboo magic circle called the Curse of Bloodlines. As long as you get my body tissue, you can kill me with the connected bloodlines. In exchange for using taboos, you will also kill me." Give your life." An He looked at the petals between his fingers and analyzed, "You don't have my body tissue, so you just wanted to take the opportunity to try to pull out my hair."

The taboo magic of the elves is top secret, and only the elves and the elders are qualified to know it. Before coming here, Delia didn't expect An He to be able to see it, but with his ability, it's not surprising to know anything.

After making this kind of decision, Di Liya was under tremendous psychological pressure, and An He personally pointed it out. She felt overwhelmed, and her nervous nerves were on the verge of breaking.

"I'm sorry for you a lot."

"I don't blame you, and you don't need to apologize."

"You can take revenge on me, but you shouldn't take revenge on the elves."

"What I did to the elves was never out of revenge."

"It was my mistake to give birth to you." Delia shed tears, tremblingly picked up a bow and arrow and pointed it at An He, "Mother will die with you."

A black umbrella stabbed straight at it, and the umbrella body was dyed blood red by the raging killing intent.

Eleanor came to look for An He, just when she heard De Liya's last words, her eyes were suddenly covered with dark and violent emotions, "If you want to kill the prince, just say it, and say something in a high-sounding way to die with him, are you qualified!"

Eleanor waved the bow and arrow, and then attacked De Liya's vitals. Di Liya fell into a disordered mood and resisted passively. She was about to die under Eleanor's umbrella. An He stopped her and said, "Eleanor, stop!" .”

"Why aren't you angry, don't you hate?" Eleanor lost control and wanted to kill Delia regardless, "I'm angry, I hate!"

"I am hated by the elves for granted. What is there to hate?" There are many races who yell at An He, and they finally take the initiative or are forced to surrender to An He. The races that are forced to surrender no longer show hatred, but They hid their killing intent in their hearts, and if there was a suitable opportunity, they would also assassinate An He. The elves were no different from them in essence, and An He would not feel hurt by the assassination of the elves because of the elves' blood in his body.

An He stretched out his hand, and the surface of the surrounding plants glowed with a reddish light, extending to wrap around Eleanor tightly, making her unable to move.

"I told you that you are still in the recovery period, and you can't have extreme emotions, otherwise the out-of-control symptoms will rebound." An He sighed, and said to Eleanor, "I will take you to the blood coffin."

Before leaving, he said to De Liya: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't get my body tissue, even if you get it, you can't kill me."

"But I won't live long, you can rest assured."

An He didn't look at Di Liya's expression any more, and took Eleanor away.

Eleanor lay back in the blood coffin.

Witnessing that Delia was about to attack the prince, she fell into an extreme state. She had a long-lost out-of-control attack, and her body, which was recovering slowly, deteriorated instantly. She needed to sleep in a blood coffin for a period of time to recuperate.

When she wakes up again, Eleanor's recovery period will be completely over, and there will be no more out-of-control rebounds.

At that time, except that her emotions will be a little prone to extremes, she will completely become a normal blood race.

An He left the room, leaving space for her and Isabel to talk alone.

"Bell, tell me." Eleanor calmed down a little. She lay inside the blood coffin, looking at the glaringly white ceiling above her head, "Loving each other in life, and going out for festivals together, this is what family members do ."

"I think so, sister."

"The elves should not be the prince's family," Eleanor said, "we are the family."

Isabel smiled: "In this case, in order of age, the prince is the youngest brother."

"It should be like this, I am the older sister." Eleanor raised her chin.

She turned her head and warned Isabel: "We can just talk about these things ourselves, and we still have to respect the prince externally."

Isabel said, "I know, sister."

Eleanor slowly closed her eyes.

Isabel closed the lid of the blood coffin to block the outside light, and her last words came faintly.

"I wish you sweet dreams, sister."

Eleanor did have a good dream, and there were An He and Isabel in the dream.

In the last dream, An He opened the blood coffin and woke up Eleanor.

Eleanor opened her eyes dimly, and saw that the lid of the blood coffin had indeed been opened, and Isabel was standing outside without An He.

She made a sound with a jerky throat: "Where is the prince?"

A look of pain appeared on Isabel's face, and she suddenly had a premonition in her heart.

"Sister, you have been sleeping for a lot longer than expected." Isabel said with difficulty, "The prince has long passed away."

Eleanor was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard her own voice: "Oh, I see."

Isabel said: "Sister, you are crying."

Eleanor belatedly raised her hand and touched the moisture on her face.

She thought of the past, the first time Isabel shed tears for her mother, she looked at Isabel, her heart was still cold, and she only showed sporadic care for Isabel in the corner.She couldn't empathize with Isabel at all, and the care that was so little that it was not worth mentioning turned into pity from above, saying that Isabel who had awakened her emotions was pitiful.

"Sister, before you knew it, you gradually became like me." Isabel leaned down and embraced her in her arms, "Who wouldn't mourn the death of a cherished family member?"

The red snowflakes in the prince's room disappeared, and the temperature in the room slowly rose.

After recognizing An He, Eleanor stood there in a daze, watching him in a daze.

An He was about to wake her up, when she saw Eleanor shed tears without warning.

Eleanor knew that it was not the first time she cried, but in An He's memory, it was the first time he saw Eleanor cry.An He got up from the chair in front of the desk, stepped on the snow on the floor and walked towards Eleanor a few steps, Eleanor shouted nervously: "Don't come over!"

Eleanor choked when she yelled, she didn't look fierce at all, but rather pitiful, An He stopped in place blankly.

Eleanor lowered her head firmly, not wanting An He to see her blushing face from crying, she felt embarrassed that she was crying, as the first meeting with the prince was terrible.

No, the reunion between her and the prince had already been extremely bad. The purpose of her coming was to attack the prince, and she even said that she would break his limbs!

Eleanor had the urge to collapse, and she was even more ashamed to face the prince.

The black umbrella that fell on the ground automatically flew back to Eleanor's hands. She squatted down and opened the umbrella to block her body, like a turtle retracting into its shell.

The door and window of the room opened suddenly, and Dai Ya came in from the window, and the monster's claws waved towards Eleanor without hesitation.

Eleanor raised the umbrella to block the attack from both sides, and Deia's monster claws slashed across the umbrella, bursting out a series of dazzling sparks, leaving clear white scratches on the black umbrella.Isabel followed Dea, came in from the window, and saw Eleanor's crying eyes, and she instantly realized that Dea's resurrection was indeed the prince.

The state of the resurrected prince was incomplete, and his strength might be weak, which instantly came to Isabel's mind.

Isabel came to An He and knelt half-kneeling, "The scuffle is dangerous, please stay away a little bit, I will deal with it in the past."

After she was ready to bring An He to safety, she joined the melee.

An He stared at the center of the melee. They all took into account An He who was not far away. They fought very restrainedly and didn't even damage the floor. An He said with a headache: "You all stop."

Dai Ya stopped immediately, but the demonic energy still entangled Eleanor.

With the presence of outsiders, Eleanor restrained her fragility and swung her weapon viciously at the demonic energy, "Where did the demons come from? If you dare to invade the prince's residence, I will kill you!"

"I said stop." An He said, "Adelaide, what's the matter with you."

Adelaide froze and stopped attacking Eleanor.

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