Chapter 942 The Blood Prince's Little Blood Servant (77)

The Holy Blood Conference is a voting system.

If Arthur chills the heart of the blood clan, then there is no support.

He did so much just to get Arthur's support.

How could he completely lose this opportunity because of a human being.

Arthur was expressionless and had no sense of Moore's excitement.

He asked indifferently, "Did you touch her?"

She has a few traces of Moer's breath on her body, which can only be touched by a blood race that is very close to humans.

If it weren't for the traces of punishment found on her, he would have erupted now.

Moore saw his murderous aura, his blood teeth couldn't help but his red eyes were scary, "If you touch her, are you going to kill me?"

Arthur didn't answer, but raised his hand directly, and a huge red blood blade array suddenly appeared.

In an instant, bloody swords appeared overwhelmingly at the execution site.

The magic power forms a terrifying blockade.

No one can escape.

Arthur wrapped his coat around Bai Weiwei, and walked out calmly and gracefully.

When passing by Moore, he bowed his head, his eyes cruel and cold.

"You didn't touch her this time, so I won't kill you."

The tone of a gift.

Facing the blood clan of the same prince level.

Arthur is like facing a humble slave.

He slept for many years, woke up very little time, and rarely went out.

So many people have forgotten how terrible and cruel he was when he quelled the rebellion, and how admirable he was.

As long as the blood race has his presence.

No matter what happens, the family will not be wiped out.

More felt the oppression that transcended the prince's rank again.

Obviously at the same level, Arthur can suppress him.

Moore watched Arthur hold his cute little blood servant, and just walked out like nothing happened.

He wanted to cover up a rebel army, but no blood tribe dared to stop him.

Not to mention, Bai Weiwei is not a rebel army anymore.

"It's so sad, I thought we were friends."

Mole got up helplessly and began to look for his amputated limb. This attack was too powerful.

A few of the blood races at the scene were crushed and died on the spot.

He is better, but he has broken a few hands and heels, and his intestines are running all over the floor, so he can just plug it back in.

Bai Weiwei slept painfully.

High fever, chills, and a cold hand kept touching her face.

The torture of ice and fire made her sleep uneasy.

Then start having nightmares.

She dreamed that her health was eaten up by the system, and then she pinched the system and led the dog together.

"Spicy chicken, you didn't steal snacks, did you?"

The system looked at the host with a high fever, and his body shook, "I just ate some dried fruit, I really didn't eat much, I really didn't."

The host with high fever was murderous, "If you dare to eat too much, I will strangle you to death."

The system silently looked at the dried mango in his hand, do you want to throw away the corpse and destroy it?

Let's eat it anyway, I bought it anyway, the host will know that it will be strangled sooner or later.

Before it dies, it will only be worthy of its own spare ribs by eating more.

Beside the big soft bed, Arthur propped his jaw with one hand, closed his eyes, and his pale face was faintly tired.

He suddenly opened his eyes with vigilance, and found Bai Weiwei in his sleep, with a painful expression on his face.

She seemed to be broken and said some sleep talk, but it was so confusing that Arthur couldn't understand it.

Did she have a nightmare?

Arthur lowered his head and touched her face with his fingers, feeling the high fever subside.

He said softly and softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."