Chapter 216: His Highness Blood Highness 33

Simmons is a noble and powerful prince in the eyes of the blood race.
It is a god, it is dependence.
It is the object of their awe and admiration.
"God" does not need to be worried about whether it will be hurt, whether it will be uncomfortable, or whether it will hurt.
He just needs to sit on a high throne, accept the admiration of thousands of people, and then give them the shelter they need.
As for the price paid for this shelter.
No one knows.
No one wants to know.
The blood race was startled slightly, his beautiful long eyelashes blinked twice, and a daze was drawn across the pure blood pupil.
His question just now was just a subconscious opening, but the little girl in front of her suddenly blushed.
Puffed up, looking at him fiercely.
"Who is worried about you?"
Although the person in front of him had descended from the world, his original body was also the lofty of the immortal world.
With one person's strength, he resisted the hordes of immortal demon world.
The pillar of the fairy world.
The reincarnation is also the most powerful prince of the blood family, the kind that the previous pope can't kill no matter how to kill, can barely seal him at the cost of life.
What can she worry about?
Ok.
Those who worry about him are fools.
She is not a fool.
The little girl's black-and-white eyes rolled round and round, and she thought about it carefully, and picked an adjective from her mind.
"I just think you are a little stupid---force."
Simmons, "..."
He shouldn't expect to hear good things from her.
Although he didn't understand what a "stupid" was at first.
But when she turned into a bat and followed her, she heard a lot, and she understood the outline.
It's not a good word anyway.
The blood race had a dark face, and the arms around the girl's slender waist were tightened a bit.
"Why am I stupid---forced?"
The gritted teeth opening, the low voice is full of threat.
It happened that the little girl in his arms was still counting with her fingers.
"Look, you know that if you don't use those powers to impact the seal in time after sucking my blood, it will cause the power to run away in the body, and even cause the body to be injured. After eating, you still don't do this, and you have to fly with me. Fly away, and then sit on the rose vine holding me and ask those messy things...Isn't this stupid---what is it?"
Simmons retorted inwardly.
Where is the mess he asked?
It's not all important.
In his opinion, it is much more important to find out who the girl wants to find someone from the blood race at all costs than to break the seal.
After all, the seal cannot be solved, it can be solved later.
If the person is not done in time, the little girl is likely to be abducted.
He has just encircled people into his territory.
How can the threat of a little girl being abducted be allowed to breed?
But these words cannot be explained to the girl yet.
As soon as he explains, he will show off...
After the little girl was still and counting his "crimes", she began to instruct him again...
Simmons had a subconscious headache.
He simply stretched out his hand and pressed his slender index finger to the girl's lips, interrupting the girl's soft muttering, and brushing the girl's delicate petal-like lips with his fingertips.
"Anyway, it has been interrupted. It seems that there is no difference between re-controlling now and continuing for a while."
The white and cold fingers of the blood race changed to pinch the girl's chin and pulled her into him, his voice low as a mutter.
"Before this, why don't we do something more meaningful?"
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