Chapter 963： The **** prince's little blood servant (129)

Chapter 963 The Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (129)

Bai Weiwei nodded and watched him go out.

Then she immediately said: "Quickly, buy some oil, and ignite yourself."

This time is a race against time.

The system reminds, "The vampire is flammable. If you hold the candle yourself, it will burn up and you don't need gasoline at all."

Bai Weiwei immediately rushed to the table and picked up the candlestick on the table.

Grab the hair and ignite it.

The hair is the most flammable.

As a result, the fire just touched the hair, a pale, powerful finger that clasped the back of her hand.

The fire on the candlestick almost burned to the hair.

However, Bai Weiwei was unable to move.

The prince behind him, the voice is light and cold, "Wei Wei, what are you doing?"

Bai Weiwei stiffened her neck and barely turned back.

Sure enough, Arthur was gloomy with a face and a twisted storm in his eyes.

He said with anger: "You intend to self-immolate?"

Bai Weiwei: "Actually, I just think that this candlestick is very good. Take it and watch it."

This excuse is still mentally retarded and capricious.

Arthur did not break out, but only suppressed for a long time, then slowly opened her fingers and took the candlestick in her hand.

"This thing is dangerous for you, don't touch it in the future."

His voice was gentle, but his eyes were still terrible.

Then he let the servant come in and take all the candlesticks away.

Most of the candlesticks are used by the blood to decorate the castle.

There is electric lighting, and it doesn't matter if you lose the candlestick.

Then the door was closed and he personally kept feeding her blood.

His expression is terrible, his movements are gentle, but he is obligated to refuse.

Bai Weiwei thinks that his degree of blackening seems to be deeper.

Arthur’s temperature is soft. “I told him to customize a larger coffin. If you are tired, you can fall asleep with me.”

Bai Weiwei heard the coffin, some resisted, "I will sleep in bed."

"Sometimes you have to sleep longer, the coffin is stronger."

Arthur looked up at her, his voice soft and gloomy.

"I know that forcing you to change your identity, you will not accept it, I know."

Bai Weiwei struggled and tried to make him normal. "Alright, I accept it."

Arthur looked at her coldly, and then he couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.

"It is really difficult for you to accept this identity at first, so if you are depressed, you will make self-immolation, which is irrational. We will accept it when we sleep together for a few years."

The coffin has a special magic.

Forced her to sleep for a few years, she will slowly be brainwashed to accept the identity of the blood family.

In the past, some humans could not accept the identity of the blood family and committed suicide.

So Arthur was not surprised at all, and Bai Weiwei made a self-immolation move.

After all, she hates the blood family, he is very clear.

He has been guarding her for a long time, and he will quickly return when he just walks out.

Then I saw that her expression was indifferent, and her fingers did not even shake, so she planned to self-immolate.

Arthur’s emotions sank and sank into hell.

He took out the injection, which was taken from the rebel army.

The rebel army has the advantage of dealing with the blood race for a long time, so many drugs to deal with the blood family have been studied.

The anesthetic is even more used.

Otherwise, this group of human beings cannot support it for so long under the attack of the blood family.

As soon as the peace treaty was settled, the drugs of the rebel army, he also got a part.

Bai Weiwei saw the injection in his hand and his face changed.

(End of this chapter)