Chapter 958 The Blood Prince's Little Blood Servant (97)

She couldn't help but look back, the strong love in her eyes poured out.

Bai Weiwei smiled, the pain in her eyes was not much less than that of Arthur.

"I liked you, but I can't like you, I can't kill the man I like with my own hands, if you die in an explosion..."

She could hardly finish the sentence, because the peace on her face was completely taken over by sadness.

Afraid of being seen by him, she turned around and left immediately, leaving the last sentence in her mouth, "You deserve it, and I won't be sad for you."

Arthur watched her flee from his figure.

always like this.

Run without hesitation at all.

He moved his fingers and found that the effects of the anesthetic began to wear off.

A narcotic that has a ten-minute effect on the prince.

For him, five minutes were barely enough.

If she stayed even a minute longer, he could catch her.

"like me……"

His lips began to recover, and a grim sneer sounded.

"I like me and want to leave me, dignity? What is human dignity? I can make all the blood tribes bow their heads in front of you, isn't it dignified enough?"

Arthur's expression began to twist slowly.

"Your child in the future? You won't have a child. Where did you get a child, and you still want to find a human wild man to have it?"

Blood clans do not have children.

The reproduction of the blood clan relies on the huge ancient magic reproduction circle.

It will be born out of nothing, continuing the bloodline of a previous powerful blood family.

But this is very rare, and this kind of blood is pure blood nobles.

That's how he was born, born with the most powerful ancestor blood.

He doesn't need to think about what a human being is, anyway, it's food, or the most unpalatable food.

He doesn't even need to think about whether human rebels can become a climate.

In the end, he will kill him anyway.

She finally fell in love with her, but she ruthlessly stepped on his feelings.

Sure enough, he still hates humans the most...

With a sudden movement of the finger, a powerful force appeared, and the red wind blade smashed the whole room.

In the violent center of power, Arthur, who broke free from the control of the anesthetic, stood up slowly.

His face was full of rage, with a snow-white face, red bloody eyes, sharp teeth, and a circular magic circle of attacking power that came with his feet under his feet.

The strong and brutal momentum of the blood clan suddenly rose.

Arthur reached out and touched the door, which began to shatter and disappear.

In the blood-colored blade of light, he showed a cold smile.

"Weiwei, with your weak character, how can you be qualified to resist our group of invaders for the dawn of mankind."

Obviously he could kill him, but he was reluctant to kill him.

It's so frustrating.

If it was his soldier, he would have killed her long ago.

Naive and simple-minded, let go of the last chance to kill him, and it will never be possible to kill him again in the future.

"You should be a canary in my palm, and you deserve to be imprisoned by me."

If you like him, you should like him.

Instead of running away from him like this, he likes this kind of pity, and he disdains it.

What he wants, grab it himself.

If she didn't kill him, it would be the one thing she regretted the most.

The door, along with the wall, shattered.

Arthur came out of the shattered dust mist, the blood prince who calmed down the internal strife and suppressed the external strife with one hand.

Swept away the decadent calm that had been dormant for many years.

Once again, with a bloody and boiling murderousness, he appeared in front of all the blood clans.

After drinking the narcotic drink, many vampires lay flat, and the humans began to attack the castle.