Chapter 485: Queen of Blood (15)

Old castle.
Xia Ci walked back and forth restlessly.
"Master Xia Ci."
The kin came in from outside, and Xia Ci walked over by himself without waiting for the other person to come over: "How?"
"Master Xia Ci..." The blood family's face was not so good: "No news."
"How come there is no news?" Xia Ci angrily asked, "What did you do?"
"Master Xia Ci." The blood clan began to sweat: "The only possibility is that the blood clan sent is already..."
died.
Otherwise, how could no news come back.
"waste!"
Xia Ci cursed with anger.
"What happened early in the morning?"
"Your Excellency Prince." The blood clan saluted immediately.
Xia Ci suppressed the anger on his face and waved to let the blood race down.
She stepped up the steps: "My lord, the kinsmen I sent have all lost contact. Maybe...failed."
Carlo was dressed in home clothes, half-open, revealing a strong chest.
Carlo raised his hand, stroking Xia Ci's face, affectionate and ambiguous: "She is the queen at any rate. Even if she is a dead end, she has abilities we can't think of. Xia Ci, I taught you, don't underestimate her."
The hands of the blood race were cold, and Xia Ci couldn't help shivering as a human being.
"I……"
Carlo squeezed Xia Ci's chin and raised it slightly, "Do you think you know her well by being around her for so long?"
"grown ups……"
Carlo pressed her fingertips to her lips: "We were successful last time, but because she trusted you too much, it won't be so easy next."
Carlo leaned over and reached Xia Ci's neck.
Cold and pale fingers pushed Xia Ci's hair down, her fangs bared and bit her neck.
Xia Ci trembled, softening in Carlo's arms.
She looked at Carlo obsessively.
After a while, Carlo released her and whispered in her ear: "I don't want her to appear, understand?"
"Xia Ci understands."
Xia Ci turned and left. When she walked below, Carlo stopped her.
"Do you regret it?"
"My lord, Xia Ci has no regrets, you are what Xia Ci is willing to follow."
Carlo chuckled, "Go."
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Chuzheng eliminated a group of blood races and kicked the grass irritably.
There is no end!
Dog things come every day!
Come every day!
Come every day!
Just forget it.
I also send this kind of stuff, anyway, I am also a queen... The former queen is also a queen.
I look down on someone!
damn thing!
Chuzheng became more and more angry, and kicked again, the grass rattling.
The young man stood by, with a childish face with a calmness that was not suitable for his age: "You have offended the blood?"
"No." Chu Zheng retracted his foot calmly.
"Then why did they come to kill you?"
This is already the fifth batch of blood races.
It is because of thinking about her death that one after another will send bloods over.
Chuzheng thought for a while: "I'm so jealous that I look good."
Zhikong's mouth twitched: "The blood is not so boring."
"They are just so boring." Chu Zheng was determined, paused, and said fiercely: "Are you a blood clan or am I a blood clan?"
Do you really think kinship is not boring?
You can't even imagine the kinship boring.
Zhikong decided not to care about Chuzheng.
He walked to the side, climbed the tree trunk, and looked out to the sea.
Chu Zheng stood in the shadows, grabbing the leaves of the tree next to him, but for a moment, the leaves of the tree tugged to the ground.
"When are you going to follow me?"
"I won't follow you, you died a long time ago." Chu Zheng replied with a slumped face while pulling Ye Zi.
"..." Zhikong thought of the food he had eaten these days, and did not refute in silence.
But Zhikong felt from the bottom of her heart that she was raising herself as food reserves.
Huh--
Weaving space is distracting, and stepping on space under our feet.
The body slid down uncontrollably, rolling all the way to the bottom.
The palms and knees are hot and painful.
Zhikong looked up and the girl stood on it, looking down at him.
The eyes were so cold that there was no ups and downs, like looking at an insignificant object.
The burning pain in the palm of his hand made Zhikong regain his senses.
He raised his hand and took a look.
The palm of his hand was rubbed against the skin, and blood beads were oozing.
Zhikong's head jumped wildly, cut off a piece of cloth for the first time, and tied his palms.
There are blood races on the island of death, and the smell of blood can easily attract blood races.
Rustle--
There was a rustling sound in the jungle on the left.
The vegetation was bent, and something came quickly towards this side.
The next moment, a huge figure rushed out and came straight to him.
Zhikong was hit by the blood clan on the ground, and his sharp claws pressed his shoulder.
The blood clan's fangs were displayed in front of him, and the scarlet pupils were full of excitement and salivation.
Zhikong calmly touched his knife, clenched it tightly, and swiped it sideways.
Zi Zi Zi-
The blood race was in pain and loosened Zhikong.
There was a burst of black smoke from the wound on the abdomen.
It's like the situation after being burned by the sun.
He roared angrily, and the look in Zhikong's eyes became even more fierce.
hateful!
This human dared to hurt himself.
He wants to up his blood.
Then take his body to feed the sharks!
Zhikong held the knife and backed away, and his peripheral light swept upward.
The girl stood quietly on it, the wind blew her cloak, raising a shallow arc.
She has a kingly aura that makes people surrender and look up.
As if she was born to stand on top, looking down on sentient beings.
Zhikong retracted his sight.
Concentrate on dealing with the blood in front of you.
This blood clan was stronger than the ones he had encountered before, and Zhikong was thrown to the ground by the blood clan twice.
He grabbed the knife and slowly got up.
The blood family seemed to have come to play too, did not immediately subdue him, but teased him.
"Do you need me to save you?"
The girl's clear voice suddenly floated down.
Zhikong looked up subconsciously, she was still standing there without moving a point.
Zhikong gritted his teeth: "No need."
Owe a blood family love.
What can he use to pay it back?
The blood race had seen Chuzheng a long time ago, but found that the aura on her body was not right, and she had no intention of intervening, so the blood race ignored her.
When Chu Zheng made a sound, the blood clan was still wary.
In the end, she asked just that, and...there was no more.
[Miss Sister, you just watched the good guy card being bullied by the kin, is it appropriate? 】The King roars.
Chu Zheng is right and confident: If you don't let him see how terrible the blood race outside is, how can he know that I am good?
[...] The good guy card is really bad for eight lifetimes, I met you!
What came to mind between the King's electric light and flint.
[Miss sister, did you find this blood family? 】
Chuzheng's indifferent face: Am I that kind of person?
【you are. ] Firm and affirmative tone.
The King has no doubt at all, its young lady can do such a frenzied thing.
Chu Zheng:...
Don't believe in people at all.
This blood has nothing to do with me.
[...] The King is sceptical.
I can't believe what the little sister said.
No one can believe her.
It's all pits! !