Chapter 900

In the next few days, Mo Rufeng began to appear frequently in An Ruixin's crew.

Sometimes it's near the end of the shoot, and sometimes it's there before the shoot.

On this day, Mo Rufeng appeared on the set as usual, but An Ruixin was still filming Nicholas's scene at that time.

The general plot is that a spy under Nicholas accidentally learned that the male protagonist had mixed with the elves, and ran back to report to the master.

Nicholas was sitting on the gorgeous throne, while playing with the pet in his hand - a small black bat, while sweeping a condescending glance at the subordinates who were kneeling on the ground below.

"You mean that fish that slipped through the net entered the elves."

"yes."

"You saw him go in with your own eyes?"

"this……"

"It is rumored that the current saint of the elves is a famous beauty of the elves. Have you ever seen her real appearance during your investigation?"

The person kneeling on the ground didn't seem to understand why the master suddenly asked about the elven saint, and then said after a pause: "I did accidentally see the appearance of the elven saint when I was following the fish that slipped through the net."

Nicholas raised his eyebrows slightly: "Front."

"yes."

"I heard that the elf saintess is outstanding among the beauties everywhere. Who do you think is better-looking, compared to her?"

The person with the bowed head below was startled, he didn't understand the meaning of the master's question, he didn't know how to answer it for a moment, until...

"Head up."

Hearing these four words, the spy was shocked. The ranks of the blood race are strict, and the lower-ranking person cannot look up at the face of the higher-ranking person unless they have the permission of the higher-ranking person.

Therefore, although there are many people in this gloomy castle, few people have actually seen the appearance of the owner. Compared with the appearance of the owner, the reputation of the owner's cruelty and bloodthirsty is more concerned by people.

The spy hesitated for a moment, then raised his head to look at Nicholas tremblingly, but after seeing the master's appearance, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of fear: "You...you..."

There was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of Nicholas's lips: "It seems that you really saw her face. Coo coo, I reward you."

Cuckoo is the name of the beloved pet in Nicholas' hand. The vampire bat that got the master's permission opened its mouth and rushed towards the man below.

The man only had time to let out a scream before he was bitten in the throat by the blood bat.

The figure quickly shriveled, and the little bat suddenly swelled a lot.

By the time the bats had eaten and drank enough, the man had already turned into a horrible mummy.

Nicholas recalled his little pet, without even looking at the mummy on the ground, he said in a deep voice, "Clean it up."

Judy, who had been standing respectfully behind Nicholas, quickly stepped forward to take the corpse away, and stepped back tactfully.

In the hall of Nuo Da’s old castle, only Nicholas and his little pet were left. The fireplace not far away was blazing, adding a bit of warmth to this gloomy old castle.

Vampires seem to be very contradictory creatures, they are afraid of light, but long for warmth.

Nicholas gently stroked the little pet in his hand, as if comforting his lover.

The little bat had had enough of resting on his hand, flapped its wings away from Nikolai's finger, and flew out of the window.

Nicholas silently watched its receding figure, and his intoxicating red eyes rarely revealed complicated emotions.

In the silent midnight, a low voice was slowly spit out, but quickly disappeared into the air: "Sister."