Chapter 63: Prince's invitation

After the door was closed again, Judy sneaked to Simon: "Who is that? Why did he take Jerry away? Have you forgotten it? In the kitchen that day, his blood tastes sweet."

She likes to taste the smell and generally sniffs her nose: "I just got the chance to get it today. He took the invitation to the blood feast and came here with Alex. He is our prey this evening, we can feel free. Dispose of him. You let him go with an inexplicable stranger? There are clear rules in the family, whoever brings the prey belongs to who, no one is qualified to grab our prey?"
"But that is Prince Amer." Alex said.
Just one sentence, Judy directly dissipated.
"Prince Amer...?" She subconsciously repeated a little.
"Yes, that was the steward of His Royal Highness Prince." Simon answered. "Thank God, you didn't make anything stupid to anger him."
"But it is a pity that Jerry fell into his hands..." The other vampire couldn't help but speak, but was scared by Simon's hazy eyes and couldn't say it anymore.
However, the vampires on the scene knew what he meant by "pity" - a well-known public secret.
Prince Amer has a strange cleansing. He never blood directly from the body, but lets the servant pour blood into the crystal cup for drinking. However, the whole blood family knows that this will make the delicious blood lose much taste. It is just like eating a full-flavoured steak. It has endless resources and power in their eyes. It can be easily enjoyed daily from the direct human body. It is a waste of the prince to absorb the luxury of the highest quality blood.
There is even a gossip that Prince Emer has seldom taken blood for nearly a hundred years. He is said to have no taste like all other blood races, but he is keen to try a variety of human foods - of course, this is just no evidence. The rumors, not many blood groups are true. After all, the power of the blood family depends on the blood to maintain. If Prince Amer has really not eaten blood for two or three hundred years as the rumor says, then his power will be leftless, and the status of the prince. It will also be challenged.
But the truth is not to say that the power has dropped. So far, the whole blood family has not even had the courage to mention his name. Many young blood races have never seen him, but they are instinctively intimidated by the predecessors of the Prince.
"I only hope that... Jerry can be obedient enough to please the sire, not to cause us any trouble, and then this thing has never happened, just fine." Simon gently said. He was very worried about what the young people who had a feast, a feast of blood, and a ignorant ignorance of Prince Amer, and who would marry him.
The eclipse suddenly fell silent, or Alex broke the silence: "Well, don't think about it, we should go out and look for food. We still have a completely fresh Kevin, aren't we? Don't let others grab First."

The only thought that was late at that time was to leave the eccentric hall. Anyway, he must leave the banquet hall and plan again. There will be nothing worse than being surrounded by six monsters.
He felt the door of the banquet hall close behind him, and suddenly there was a hope of life.
The gray-haired man seemed to see through his thoughts and whispered: "I advise you to go with me to see your best, don't hold other lucky thoughts. You don't want to know that humans like you are now alone. What will happen if you walk to the lobby."
It was awkward to frown, but the intuition told that this person was right. Although he is not sure now that this person is really a "person."
Outside the hall is an empty promenade. When Alex enters the eclipse, he still stands in the middle of the hall. However, at the moment, the gallery is empty, and the gallery leads to the main hall. The door is also tightly closed.

They are all in the main hall,
the gray-haired man explained casually.
Only the prey that was brought in and unwilling to exchange and share with others will be hidden in the partial hall and enjoyed alone.

The tone of the man is very dull, but every word he exports touches the nerves of the lateness. Every sentence shows him that this place, this banquet may be more unusual and more horrible than he imagined. More difficult to escape.
He led the late stairway from the end of the promenade to the second floor. He stood in front of the first step and hesitated to step away. He knew very well that it would be harder to escape after going upstairs.
As soon as he followed the man, he quietly confirmed that at 10 o'clock, the signal of the mobile phone has been completely blocked. He does not have any means to communicate directly with the outside world.
The man was also tempered to stand in front of him: "Sorry, sir. But IMHO, you have no choice."
Yes, in this place where I don’t know how many people are not, except for walking with him, I have no choice now.
Lately looking at the gray-haired man who led the way, he became more familiar, and then remembered that he had seen each other in the burger shop near the dormitory. Because the other party's dress and the surrounding environment were too out of place, even after more than a month, he was still impressed by him.
So...he wants to bring himself to see the owner of the hand?
The idea suddenly emerged from my mind. I couldn’t help but feel a stagnation, and I couldn’t help but think of the dream of that night again...
He shook his head and tried to tell himself not to think about it. Although everything tonight was far beyond the control of a normal person, now he must remain calm and calm enough to find a way to take himself and escape from Jiangtian. Here.
The interior of the building is open-planned in the courtyard. It is not easy for people on the first floor to notice the people upstairs. They can stand in the corridors upstairs but can view the venue downstairs from the perspective of overlooking.
When he was standing on the spiral staircase on the second floor, he glanced at the brightly lit ballroom, and it was difficult to remove the steps. The monster with human appearance but with fangs pressed young humans into the corner. Sharp teeth instantly broke through the soft skin, deep into the neck... Some monsters are too impetuous, too much force to cause the blood to splash out, falling into the white skirt or shirt... Some people exposed The horrified expression shivered to the fringe area, apparently like him to know nothing about tonight; and some humans were very calm, even taking the initiative to smash the teeth and the clothes were still stained with blood. monster. Without exception, all human beings were exposed to blood, but they were exposed to the pain or the intoxication.
I was reminded of the words that Alex had said before - "Don't care about her, she should already be familiar with this occasion, let her play."
Therefore, Emily has long known what it is like today. Even she has long known that Alex is a monster. What is it that he is willing to follow today?
But why is this? how is this possible? ! Is she out of heart and crazy?
At first glance, about half of the participants here are not human.
Bloody suffocation spread the entire venue. The original theme of this banquet was this. When the time came, it became a joyful place for monsters to eat.
The gray-haired man urged him: "Whether you want to do anything, please follow me to see your highness. It is my task to take you to me." In fact, he was afraid that His Royal Highness had already delayed his time because of his delay. Waiting impatiently.
After a long and difficult move, I couldn’t help but confirm: "...they, or you, what is it?" It’s ridiculous that the gray-haired man, who is always immutable, makes him feel a little Reliable, just because he seems to be able to control the situation, and has not become a monster like Alex because of the influence of blood.
The man did not stop, took him to the third floor, and spit out a word without saying back: "Blood."
As if this is just a common problem.
The conjecture was confirmed, and he was closed with deep and weak power.
Look at the stupid, unsuspecting self, and bring yourself and your friends into a sinister surreal situation.
They finally stopped in front of the door of the innermost room on the third floor. A striking black ribbon is placed on the wooden door handle.
"Sorry, please close your eyes and cooperate." The man said, grabbing the ribbon with his hands and feet and attaching it to the late eyes.
There was a darkness in the field of vision, and there was a moment of inactivity. Other touches became particularly acute at this moment.
He heard the man gently deducted the three-door door and then directed himself: "Please go in."
Hesitantly hesitated for a moment, trying to stretch out and step forward without being blocked - the door did not know when it was opened silently. The gray-haired man did not come over, obviously it was only to let himself go alone.
He couldn't see anything, and he didn't know what was waiting for him. He could only reach out and fumbled and tried to move on.
The interior was covered with thick carpets, and he could feel the softness of his feet, but he could not hear his footsteps. Then he heard a "click" and the wooden door behind him closed again and fell.
Suddenly, a heart suddenly gave birth to a fear, standing in the same place, I do not know what to do. The feeling of being deprived of vision exacerbates the fear of the unknown and the panic of the heart.
He raised his left hand and hesitated on the ribbon in front of him - he wanted to take it off to see his current situation; and he was afraid that this move would anger the strange owner here, but instead provoked unnecessary for himself. Trouble - although he also feels that the current situation can no longer be worse.
However, someone soon helped him make a choice. The owner of the room did not know when he had come silently in front of him, and a powerful hand held his left hand on the ribbon.
The hand was cold, slender, and distinct, as it was in the dream.
The delayed throat knot rolled involuntarily.
Then he felt that the owner of the hand leaned down and approached himself, his cold breath stroking his face, and he could feel that the other person was very close to himself - perhaps only a little bit would be posted.
But he could not see anything.
Late and uncomfortably turned his face to the right, not realizing that with this movement, his left neck was completely exposed to the other's line of sight.
The person in front of him lowered his body again, and the cold breath slid down from the top to the neck on his left side - lately, he felt only the bare skin was cold, and then there was something cold and moist that slipped over it. .
Yes, it is the other's embarrassment. This thought just slipped through my heart, and I couldn't help but tighten my body.
The family in front of him pressed his right shoulder tightly with his left hand. The right hand that was originally used to prevent him from taking off the ribbon movement was interlocked with his left hand. Just two simple actions, let him nowhere to force, can not move at all.
The two closely snuggled together, and the next moment, I felt that there was a sharp hard object against the place that was kissed by the cockroach. It was the other person’s fangs... He had not had time to react, but the neck was already sharp. Piercing!
He couldn't help but scream from the scorpion, reaching out and clutching the murderer's neck.
He can feel the blood away from the body, and there is also an indescribably wonderful feeling - he seems to fly into the sky, the consciousness becomes floating, the body is hot and soft, the legs and feet can hardly support The weight of the body, he can only hang on the other side, relying on the other side barely maintain the standing position. He closed his eyes unconsciously and made a slight snoring in his mouth.
The process of being sucked up may be only a moment, and it seems to be extremely long, until the other person's sharp teeth are pulled out from their necks and they are not fully restored. He can vaguely feel that the other person caressed the neck of the attack with his lips and gently rubs the tongue and wounds with his tongue.
Very wonderful, at the moment the other side pulled away, the blood stopped pouring, as if the wound had healed instantly.
He heard the other party making a very lame sigh.