Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 935 The Little Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (69)

  Moore quickly dodges the attack.

  The powerful force shattered a wall of the room.

  Arthur also stood up gracefully and slowly. His back was illuminated, his face was indifferent, but his aura was threatening.

   "I'm in a bad mood and need a sandbag. You are more resistant to beating."

  Moore: I finally know why the butler looked at him with pity.

  When Arthur was in a bad mood and hit the sandbag.

   Too brutal.

  Moore couldn't afford to provoke him and wanted to escape, but found that the room was blocked by magic.

  Everyone in the entire Blood Empire knows it.

   Arthur, who inherited the power of his ancestors, his force value exploded.

   There is no opponent at all.

  Moore exhausted all his strength to escape, and finally he was not disabled, but he was still pinched by Arthur with one hand and threw the sandbag several times.

  Finally, he had no strength left, and lay in a room that looked like ruins.

  Arthur was finally in a better mood. He turned around and picked up his wine glass, and stood on the half-damaged balcony, watching the sunset.

"You are dismissed."

  The prince couldn't stand him, he was such a waste.

  Moore couldn't wait to stand up, and then staggered out. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back and smiled maliciously.

   "By the way, I handed over the information of your little blood servant to the elders' house. After all, he is a prince-level blood servant, and being suspected of being a spy is a big deal."

   Arthur suddenly turned around, "What did you say?"

  Moore smiled, but the corners of his mouth hurt, "Arthur, what's wrong with you, you're just a blood servant. If you really are a spy, you will deal with it immediately. You won't feel bad."

   Arthur immediately retorted, "Who cares, a humble human being."

  Moore agreed, "Yes, it's just a mere human being. No matter how good the blood is, if it's a traitor, it should be executed. The House of Elders will send someone over to receive your blood servant in the next few days. You just hand it over when the time comes."

   After speaking, he immediately turned around and left.

   Arthur raised his hand, and a murderous blood blade appeared, aiming at Moore's back.

   But what Moore said suddenly flashed through his mind.

  You don't feel distressed, do you...

   Distressed.

  He feels sorry for that low-status human being who doesn't know good and bad, but only resists him?

  The light blade in his hand disappeared.

  He turned around and sat down again, continuing to drink with a blank expression, but the fingers holding the glass were trembling.

  Bai Weiwei eats and drinks well, and the food has not been treated badly.

  Although the water is cold, taking a cold bath is beneficial to clear the mind, plus the system plays Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf for free.

   Ultraman vs little monsters.

  Big-headed son, small-headed father.

   Super Wings one two three four.

   It made her feel like she was back in her childhood, and she actually watched it with gusto.

  The dark and quiet environment is completely stress-free for her.

  The system hates iron and steel, "Look at all the cartoons, except Ultraman, can you watch the rest?"

  Bai Weiwei: "Then you recommend one?"

  System: "Peppa Pig."

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

   It feels like there is no difference.

  System: "You have been locked up for a few days, and the favorability and green bars have not increased, so cheer up."

  Bai Weiwei looked at Peppa Pig, laughed and said, "It's not about waiting for the information that I had a feud with vampires when I was a child to be exposed. It will only be credible if Arthur finds out by himself."

  The system was anxious, "He didn't check at all."

  Bai Weiwei: "Don't worry, I will cry a few more times, and he will become suspicious and investigate if I have a few more nightmares. At that time, I will definitely increase my favorability."

   Just finished speaking, the system reminded me.

   "The hero is here."

  Bai Weiwei put away the happy expression on her face, and her body curled up, pale and haggard and tired.

   After taking a cold shower, my face will be as pale as possible.

  In the darkness, the sound of the door opening was so obvious.

  Arthur walked in with a little sluggish footsteps. His blood pupils were full of suppressed emotions, as if they were about to explode at any time.

  (end of this chapter)