Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 940 The Little Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (75)

   Arthur's mood swings are so obvious.

   Only the emotionally retarded man didn't respond, what kind of feelings did he have for his blood servant.

   Arthur is very important to the blood empire.

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

   is the blood clan most likely to take over the position of leader of the thirteen elders.

   More himself was a hard-line Arthur supporter.

  So any obstacles that prevent Arthur from succeeding to the throne, he will remove them in advance.

  Including the ridiculous possibility that Arthur would like a human girl.

  He will also be eliminated in advance.

So Moore said to Bai Weiwei with rare pity: "I won't torture you anymore, I wanted to **** your blood dry, but because you didn't hurt Arthur and still love him, I will let you die quickly .”

   There are many types of death penalty, and he will choose the less painful one to reward her.

   After finishing speaking, Moore stood up coldly, turned around and left.

   "Bai Weiwei is a traitor of the rebel 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 is a clerk behind him to record immediately.

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

   "I feel tired."

  System: "You have a fever."

   Take a cold shower to wash out the faults.

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

  System: "You will be executed tomorrow, do you want to spend your life to escape?"

  Bai Weiwei: "Then what are you doing?"

  System: "During insomnia, let someone find a beautiful girl to drink blood for him when he is irritable."

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

  System: "Run away first?"

   The favorability of the target of the attack is too low, so it may not be possible to think of saving people.

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

  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 have to risk your life and work hard.

  —

  The execution time of the Blood Race is at night.

  She was brought 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 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."

  Moore casually raised his hand: "The prisoner, Bai Weiwei, colluded with the rebel army in an attempt to murder the prince. This is an unforgivable crime and the death penalty will be imposed."

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

  The sword light is cold, reflecting the moonlight.

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

  The blade of the sword was extremely fast, and soon came to her neck, a strand of long hair broke and blew away on her shoulders.

   Before she could dodge, the sword stopped.

   stopped on her neck, half a centimeter away.

   She looks ahead.

  Seeing the astonished 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 his arms.

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

  His voice was deep and depressed, with a hint of chagrin and fragility.

"I'm hungry."

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

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

  His long hair fell to her shoulders in strands, so gorgeous that the streamer could be seen.

   "I can't sleep without you."

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

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is sixty-five. 】

   Last update, good night

  (end of this chapter)