Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

In order to prevent Simmons from being conspired by the Holy See when he was sealed, the blood clan can be said to have no nets around Simmons to guard against death.

Not only did she want to go in and steal the prince out...

Also solve the seal.

How difficult it is to think.

The little girl sighed with one hand on her white chin.

But she is a ethical candy.

Now that he agreed to help Mu Li cross the robbery, he must complete it earnestly.

Thinking like this, the little girl suddenly lay down on the bed——

The white soft hand pulled the quilt over his head.

Well.

The memory is a bit tired.

Let's go to sleep first.

Guagua, [...]

...

The sky was already very dark when Su Tang resolved the low-level kinsmen he met on the road.

After returning home to accept the memory at this moment, the night has completely engulfed this land.

The little girl closed her eyes tightly, her thick and curled eyelashes resting quietly on her round eyes.

In the moonlight, a small shadow cast was beautiful in shape.

She held the quilt in both hands, breathing evenly and sweetly.

The girl who fell asleep didn't know at all, after she entered this body, the blood in her body exuded a sweet smell silently.

The aroma of blood is sweet and greasy.

The taste that even high blood races would be addicted to.

Many of the low-ranking blood races on this street were all about to move when they smelled this sweet smell.

They have lived here for so long and they have never smelled such a sweet blood smell...

Madness and intoxication appeared in the blood-colored pupils exclusive to the blood race.

If, if only a small bite...

The pointed fangs came out unconsciously.

Many blood races have begun to gather where Su Tang lives.

only.

Did not wait for them to get closer.

An ancient and powerful aura slowly spread around Su Tang's residence.

All the blood races seemed to have seen something fearful, their eyes widened in horror, their blood-colored eyes looked forward blankly, and their faces were full of fear.

The dull "plop" sounded through the quiet night sky.

——All the blood races who are ready to move are like being oppressed by an invisible force, forced to kneel on the ground with cold sweat on their backs.

Shen Yu's coercion came from the blood.

That dull sense of oppression and the killing intent from the breath shocked all the blood races.

The place of chaos... how can there be higher blood races?

Only relying on coercion forced them to crawl on the ground, unable to lift a finger...

This can only be done by three generations of blood!

Even the three generations did not have such a heavy sense of oppression.

Second generation?

Or the first generation?

They dare not think.

I can only press my forehead against the ground, praying in my heart that the other party can let them go...

"roll."

The flat voice was like a thunderstorm, slashing in the ears of the blood race.

Sensing that the pressure on the whole body was weakened, these blood races immediately got up from the ground, rushing away.

Can't help thinking while running.

Very meow.

They just want to drink blood.

Why is it so difficult?

They met the high-level blood family that hadn't met in 800 years...

Still in a place of chaos.

This luck.

Absolutely!

It is said that the higher blood races only act near the castle?

...

Su Tang fell asleep till dawn with a dull sleep.

After waking up, she cleaned up the quilt, washed the quilt, and hurriedly got on her shoes, ready to go to work in the place where she originally worked.

When passing by the window, Su Tang subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced outside the window.

A small bat is hanging upside down under the eaves.

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