Yu Chu made a simple plan in his mind.

First of all, she couldn't let people find silver, otherwise she would just repeat the same mistake. Secondly, she has to find a way to avoid the fate of a blood clan.

This is not easy, the original owner looks like a flower, clean and beautiful, not to be looked at is basically impossible.

Yu Chu planned in silence.

I can't. I'm counting on the system. Speaking of all these aspects, the system is basically useless. Now, it is almost its turn to perform.

Yu Chu was ready to go to bed.

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at the other end of the castle, far from the crowd, is a large and luxurious room.

Moonlight into the room, reflected in the long pale hair of the vampire, the man dressed in an ancient aristocratic costume, every move is extremely elegant, arms around a full woman, fangs stabbed into the woman's neck, red blood into the throat, swallowing blood.

The woman's eyes were blurred, her red lips were slightly open, she gasped and groaned, and her legs rubbed unconsciously.

"Ah Well Your honor... "

The sound of the exit was very beautiful, until the vampire straightened up, and the woman's cheeks were flushed. It seemed that she had just experienced an extreme love affair.

The pleasure of blood clan is incomparable.

But she hastily restrained her expression. Her legs were soft, and she took a affectionate look at the beautiful young man, and bowed respectfully out of the room.

After eating, the tusks were withdrawn, and fasul sat lazily for a while before leaving the room.

He followed the castle corridor in the night until he saw a gate with complicated patterns at the end.

Numerous rose branches crisscross, the hollow pattern is extremely exquisite, the crystal clear gem inlays on it, is like the twinkling stars in the night.

Fasor stood at the door, pausing to make sure his expression was respectful enough, and then he pushed the door in.

It is a huge array like disc with the same huge silver cross in the center.

It sounds ridiculous. The castle inside the blood clan has a pure silver cross.

However, standing here, fasor did not feel any discomfort, the only thing he felt was a strong pressure from his blood, which seemed to beat his back and make people kneel down to worship.

He knelt down respectfully on one knee, one hand across his chest, "great lord Loder..."

The roses surround the big disk.

In the middle is an old coffin.

Although ancient, it looks exquisite and majestic, with layers of complicated patterns winding around the dark and heavy surface of the coffin. Gemstones are inlaid on it, and thin silver chains hang down, and the Cross stands behind it.

One hand gently lifted up to the edge of the coffin.

It was a slender and beautiful hand, each line with a delicate feeling of being carefully carved, the skin is light white, showing a trace of ascetic beauty.

A man rose from the coffin.

He was a young man about twenty years old. With him, his long silver hair was scattered on his shoulders like moonlight, against his pale skin and indifferent wine red eyes, like two of the most beautiful wine ruby.

Black lining, button down to the slender neck, cuffs are platinum color. The slender gold chain of the pocket watch dropped, and the man looked up.

Fasor quickly bowed his head.

Who dares to look at the king

That pair of wine red eyes, different from the bright red of general blood race, mysterious and beautiful, but also makes people feel extremely indifferent, and dangerous.

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