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In the old castle, in the living room, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were all fixed on the huge dining car that was pushed in by the servants, and saw that the dining car was like an operating bed, covered by a white sheet, and the things under the sheet were actually lying on the bed. Twisting, it turned out to be a living creature!

And the few people sitting at the long table could clearly hear the whining sound of their mouths being gagged, but none of the dozen or so people in the room showed any surprise, as if they had known this would happen a long time ago.

Seeing that all the people present were attracted, Lester showed a smug expression on his face, and then waved his hand lightly. The servant who pushed the dining car over saw this and tore off the white sheet cleverly.

A figure tied up with five flowers appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"How could it be a man!"

"I'm still an Asian man in his 30s. Although he is in his prime, Bryce, you don't know that only the blood of a virgin is the sweetest. I'm afraid his blood is already sour. !"

After the servant who pushed the dining car over tore off the white sheet, another man in a black dress sitting at the long table had a look of distaste flashing across his face, and his hoarse voice was like sandpaper polishing the table. People get goosebumps.

"Haha, Hino, if you don't like it, you can choose not to drink it, but I'm sure you will regret it," Bryce didn't pay attention to what Hino, who was wearing a black dress, said.

"Would I regret it? How could I regret giving up the blood of a man in his 30s, old Bryce, have you forgotten the taste of the top blood food?"

After finishing speaking, the man named Hino hooked his fingers to a maid behind him, and a woman in a long skirt standing behind him saw a frenzy flashing in his eyes, and then stepped forward Stepping forward, he stretched out his left hand in front of Hino.

When Hino saw the white jade hands, the blue blood vessels, he couldn't help but feel obsessed in his eyes, then he stuck his dark red tongue out of his mouth, licked his own dark red lips, and at the same time slowly opened his mouth , Two canine teeth protruded little by little, and pierced into the tiger's mouth on the left hand of the maid in front of her.

"Gudong, Gudong,"

That was the sound of Hino swallowing blood.

But the maid endured it with her eyes closed, and she actually moaned softly, with a hint of enjoyment on her face, but her face turned pale little by little.

"Bo,"

Hino pulled out his fangs from the maid's tiger's mouth, and then used his tongue to lick the long skirt maid's tiger's mouth continuously, sucking the scarlet blood that flowed out slowly, but surprisingly, almost Seconds later, the two wounds on the woman's tiger's mouth gradually healed and disappeared visible to the naked eye.

However, although the wound disappeared, the body of the woman in the long skirt softened, and she fell into Hino's arms unsteadily.

Hino didn't care, held her in his arms, stroked the woman's hair with his right hand, stuck out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said to Bryce with a hint of enjoyment on his face:

"The virgin blood of a pure girl is the top blood food, not comparable to the blood of a man in his thirties. Bryce, your current taste is not as good as that of my servants."

Hino made no secret of his contempt in his words.

As for Hino's words, Bryce didn't care. At this moment, Bryce was looking forward to the next scene in his heart.

"Hehe, okay, since Xino has the top blood food, then the blood of this man in his thirties will not be shared with you,"

As he spoke, Bryce pointed at a servant behind him with his finger, and said softly, "Lance, go get a cup of 'top' blood food for the Earls."

When it came to the top, Bryce couldn't help aggravating his tone, and looked at Hino, who was on the side, and then said again: "Oh, by the way, forget about Mr. Hino's share, after all, he just ate , and I'm afraid he doesn't like the blood of middle-aged men either, "

"Yes, my master!"

A man in butler costume standing behind Bryce, after hearing Bryce's words, gave a respectful salute, and then walked slowly towards the bound figure directly in front of the long table.

Bai Dao was lying flat and tied to the so-called 'dining car' with a white cloth stuffed in his mouth, but he could hear and see.

What I heard in my ears was that Bryce, instructing Lance to fetch a few cups of blood food for the adults, and what I saw from the side was the figure of Lance walking towards him. Can be slaughtered by others.

At this time, Bai Dao had no strength to struggle, even if he could break free from the shackles on his body, it would be useless, because Bai Dao could feel that among the dozen or so people in the room, no matter who they were, they were no stronger than himself. Weakness, especially the aura of the six people sitting at the long table, made Bai Dao even more frightened.

At this moment, Bai Dao hated Wang Fugui to death, and asked him to plan a play route, and he actually planned for himself to be at the vampire's dining table.

At this moment, Bai Dao wanted to shout in his heart: "Taijun, don't shoot, my own people, my friends are vampires like you, maybe they are the same ancestors, please let me go!"

It's a pity that the white cloth that Bai Dao was talking about was never taken off after it was stuffed, and it was never loosened after being tied to the huge bed, so that even if Bai Dao had some means, it was useless.

"Tat Tat Tat," Lance's figure came to Bai Dao's side, squatted down slowly, and at the same time reached out to take a goblet from the hand of another servant beside him.

"Ding,"

Lance flicked the wall of the goblet with his nails, making a crisp sound, and the nail of Lance's finger touching the goblet began to grow, and it became three inches long in the blink of an eye. Long, glowing cold.

Lance's three-inch long nails were like sharp daggers, sliding gently across Baidao's body, and finally stopped at Baidao's wrist, and then Baidao only felt a needle-like pain from his wrist.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

Bai Dao understands that this is the sound of his own blood flowing, and they are releasing their own blood again, but Bai Dao has nothing to do.

"Ok?"

Just when Lance slashed Bai Dao's wrist away, the casual people at the long table suddenly sat upright.

The only woman among these people looked at the blood dripping from Bai Dao with her eyes, then she narrowed her eyes slightly, her nose fluttered, sniffing the scent of fresh blood in the air, a trace of intoxication appeared on her face, and she whispered softly for a moment. road:

"This fresh blood is delicious enough!"