Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 942 The Little Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (77)

  Holy Blood Council is a voting system.

   If Arthur chills the hearts of the vampires, then he won't get support.

   He did so many things just to get Arthur supported.

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

  Arthur was expressionless, and he didn't feel Moore's excitement.

  He asked indifferently, "Did you touch her?"

  She has a bit of Moore's breath on her body, which can only be messed with by a blood race who is very close to humans.

  If it weren't for the fact that there was no trace of punishment on her body, he would have exploded now.

  Moore saw his murderous intent, his **** teeth couldn't help popping out, his red pupils 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 circle suddenly appeared.

  In an instant, **** blades appeared overwhelmingly at the execution scene.

  The magic power formed a terrible blockade encirclement.

  No one can escape.

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

  When Moore passed by, he lowered his head, his eyes were cruel and cold.

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

  The same tone as a gift.

   Facing blood clans who are also prince-level.

  Arthur seemed to be facing a humble slave.

  He has been sleeping for many years, and he doesn't wake up much, and he rarely goes out.

  So many people have forgotten how terrible and cruel he was when he put down the rebellion, and how much he was admired.

   As long as the blood race has him, one day.

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

  Moore once again felt the oppression beyond the prince level.

  Evidently at the same level, Arthur can suppress him.

  Moore watched Arthur holding his cute little blood servant, and walked out as if nothing had happened.

  He wants to cover up a rebel army, but no blood race dares to stop him.

   Not to mention, Bai Weiwei is no longer a rebel army.

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

  Moore stood up helplessly and began to look for his severed limbs. The attack this time was too powerful.

  Several of the vampires at the scene were crushed and died on the spot, unable to recover.

  He is better, but his heels and hands are broken, and his intestines are leaking all over the place, just stuff them back.

  Bai Weiwei slept in pain.

  Fever, cold, and a cold hand kept touching her face.

  The torment of the two heavens of ice and fire made her sleep restless.

   Then start having nightmares.

  Dreamed that her health was eaten up by the system, and then she pinched the system and took the dog with her.

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

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

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

  The system is silent and looks at the dried mango in his hand, do you want to throw away the corpse?

   Let’s eat it anyway, I bought it anyway, the host will know sooner or later that it will strangle it to death.

  It needs to eat more before it dies to be worthy of its pork ribs.

  By the soft big bed, Arthur supported his chin with one hand, closed his eyes, his pale face was slightly tired.

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

  She seemed to be talking in sleep, but it was too confusing for Arthur to understand.

   Did she have a nightmare?

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

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

  (end of this chapter)