Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

That is clearly the sleeping Prince!

The most powerful first-generation blood family!

Although the appearance of bats looks inconspicuous at all, as the second and third generations of blood that have lived for so many years, they have seen the appearance of the first generation when they turned into bats.

The bat on the girl's shoulder is exactly the same as the original incarnation!

The coercion that accompanies the sweet smell of blood also confirms this fact.

Since the bats entered the blood castle, they have been very leisurely, as if they did not feel the pressure of the second and third generations.

This can only be done by the first generation of blood.

The person who had just spoken was silent for almost an instant.

They all looked at the bat on the girl's shoulder with some horror.

For the second and third generations, the coercion of the first generation is not so terrible.

What they are afraid of is the first generation.

The strength of the first generation is what they have seen with their own eyes.

However, isn't His Royal Highness lying in the coffin behind the castle after being sealed by the Pope for so many years?How would it appear here?It also turned into the form of a bat...

Several blood races exchanged glances.

During the conversation, the kinsmen had already walked down the stairs and walked to the center of the hall.

The blood servants offered by the Principality every year are often selected by the second and third generations first, and the rest will be given to the lower-level blood races to taste.

The girls looked at the handsome kinsmen, and for a moment they had forgotten the danger of the sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and only a thought was left in their minds.

That is--

Is such a good-looking person really the ugly and ugly race that the Holy See said?

The shivering girl who had hugged in a group stopped sobbing, staring blankly at the young blood in front of her, her eyes flashing drunk.

The kinsmen who spoke first spoke frivolously, their voice sounded gentle and graceful, and it was easy to win the favor of girls.

"This is... the blood servant that the Principality sent this year? I'm very satisfied."

Some bold girls even stepped forward and summoned the courage to speak to him.

"Can I be your blood servant?"

Such a good-looking and gentle man shouldn't do such bad things as torturing blood servants to death.

The girl thought.

Those should have been made by the ugly and inferior kinsmen seen on the road.

What she didn't know was that the man who spoke was Ron, the worst blood in the second generation.

The blood servants who fall into the hands of other blood races may at best be killed by too much blood.

It fell into his hands, leaving no whole body.

Ron's lips smiled deeper, his turquoise eyes flashed with mockery, but his voice was elegant and charming.

"Sorry, beautiful lady, it's a pity that I already have a blood servant candidate in my heart."

Although it was suspected that the bat on the girl's shoulder was His Royal Highness, the other party had been sealed for a hundred years after all, and suddenly left the seal and was still with a girl...It is impossible to think about it.

He licked his fangs and looked at the girl in front of him almost obsessively.

It really is--

Sweet.

He couldn't wait to pierce his fangs into the girl's skin, feeling the taste of sweet blood entering the mouth...

Thinking about this, Ron walked up to Su Tang very desperately, took her hand, and gently kissed the back of his white hand.

He raised his head and asked with a chuckle.

"I wonder if this beautiful lady is willing to be my blood servant?"

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