Chapter 940 The Blood Prince's Little Blood Servant (75)

Arthur's mood swings were so obvious.

Only the emotional mental retardation did not respond, what kind of feelings did he have for his blood servant.

Arthur is important to the Vampire Empire.

The force value is against the sky, the pure blood descendant of the first ancestor, the darling of the gods.

It is the blood clan that is most likely to take over the position of the leader of the Thirteen Elders.

Moore himself was a hard-line Arthur supporter.

Therefore, any obstacles that prevent Arthur from succeeding to the throne will be removed in advance.

Including the ridiculous possibility that Arthur would fall in love with a human girl.

He will also be eliminated in advance.

So Moore said to Bai Weiwei with rare pity: "I don't torture you anymore, I wanted to drain your blood, but since you didn't hurt Arthur and still love him, I'll let you die happily. ."

There are many kinds of death sentences, and he will choose the less painful death sentence to reward her.

After that, Moore got up coldly, turned his head and left.

"Bai Weiwei is a spy of the rebellious army. Since she did not cause any loss to the blood clan, she should be dealt with lightly and choose the easiest way to deal with the death penalty."

There was a clerk behind him who immediately recorded.

Bai Weiwei struggled to sit up after seeing him leave, and then she leaned against the wall tiredly.

"I feel tired."

System: "You have a fever."

The problem of taking a cold shower.

Bai Weiwei touched her head, she really had a fever.

System: "Tomorrow you will be executed. Do you want to spend your life points in advance to escape?"

Bai Weiwei: "What is the second middle school doing?"

System: "During insomnia, when I was irritable, I asked someone to find a beautiful girl to drink blood for him."

Bai Weiwei: "I'm not dead yet, so he's in a hurry to find a replacement, you scumbag."

System: "Escape first?"

The favorability of the Raiders target is too low, and it may not be possible to remember to save people.

Bai Weiwei thought for a moment, then closed her eyes and said softly, "Wait, tomorrow is the turning point. If he doesn't come, think of a way later."

She is used to hovering on the edge of life and death, so she accepts this kind of thing calmly.

If you want to earn your life, you must give your life to work hard.

——

The execution time of the vampires is at night.

She was taken to the judgment seat.

A vampire wearing a long sword stood beside her.

Bai Weiwei's hands were tied with ropes, her face flushed with a few traces of heat, and she looked around tiredly.

Moore sat in the front seat, surrounded by several accompanying guard officers.

"The long sword will cut off your head neatly, and you won't feel any pain."

More casually raised his hand: "Prisoner Bai Weiwei, who colluded with the rebel army to murder the prince, is an unforgivable crime and will be sentenced to death."

After finishing speaking, the vampire behind him pulled out his long sword.

The sword light was cold, reflecting the moonlight.

Bai Weiwei was just about to communicate with the system to buy escaped items.

The blade was extremely fast, and soon came to her neck, and a strand of long hair was broken and blown away on her shoulders.

Before she could dodge, the sword stopped.

It stopped on her neck, half a centimeter away.

She looked forward.

Seeing the shocked expressions of Moore and all the officials.

Just as she was about to turn her head, a beautiful pale hand had already covered her eyes, and then her whole body had been held in her arms.

This embrace is so domineering and cold, yet full of security.

His voice was low and suppressed, with a hint of annoyed fragility.

"I'm hungry."

Bai Weiwei's body stiffened, as if she couldn't believe who was behind her.

The man's kiss was against her neck, but it didn't hurt her.

The strands of his long hair fell to her shoulders, so gorgeous that he could see the streamer.

"I can't sleep without you."

It was an indifferent voice, but it was as soft as a child who couldn't find a home.

[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is sixty-five. 】