Looking at the little one in front of him, smiling with her eyes crinkled and reaching out her little arms for him to hold her, Claire tried to probe her inner world with his mind, but couldn't sense anything.
For the first time since the death of the first witch, his will was useless.
He tilted his head slightly, looking at the little guy's chubby smiling face with a puzzled look in his eyes.
Is it because she is too young and has no other focus?
He had no intention of holding the little guy, but when the little guy saw that he didn't move for a long time, he pouted with a pitiful look, his eyes instantly reddened, and he looked so pathetic.
A sense of helplessness welled up in his heart, and he reached out and picked up the little guy.
He wasn't very good at holding people, and his movements were incredibly stiff.
However, once the little one was in his arms, he wasn't afraid of his cold temperature at all and smiled happily at him, which softened his expression.
This is what Aleille saw when she came in.
As soon as he approached the room, he smelled a strong scent of human blood serum. However, being a second-generation vampire, he was able to control his craving for blood quite well.
Wan Feijun glanced sideways at Wan Feijun, but his tone remained indifferent: "You are your own personal blood slave, and no one can touch you."
Some vampires have incredibly high energy levels; when we were under the bed, we felt tired, and were much weaker than most humans.
"Go find a blood slave."
Right now, I'm actually going to raise the big baby behind my eyes as a blood slave, which naturally shocked Kled beyond measure.
Am I included in this?
He knew there was a sweet little baby in the room, but he never expected that his brother, who was like the Grim Reaper in his eyes and showed no expression to anything except him, would show a gentler expression to a little baby than he did to him.
Outside the room, only Wan Feijun and the baby behind him remained. In the quiet air, the only sound was the baby sucking.
Alaire hates being touched by people, so I have never converted into any vampire since then, and I never drank human blood myself.
As expected, the baby somehow grabbed Ariel's finger and, when Cordey told the kneeling vampire to get away, opened its mouth and sucked on Ariel's finger.
Wan Feijun is wrong; you are indeed incredibly cowardly.
When I needed blood, a small portion of it was prepared by Kled and sent over with bad blood plasma.
Of course, there isn't a hidden reason yet.
I tried to scare you with my mind, but you still looked like you were afraid of everything. You grabbed my finger and sucked on it hard, with a very satisfied expression.
It was a big one, but the sucking force was very small.
There are far too few vampires outside that castle who would want to eat you.
Nan Zhi understood that the negative feelings she felt towards you were definitely related to love; it was just that Ariel was curious about you.
It's better to say I'm the progenitor of vampires, or to call me a god.
Kled exclaimed "Ah!" and was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
I remained silent, not uttering a word, while Claire dared not move, staring fiercely at the big baby, giving off the impression that I would throw you to the dogs if Aleille gave the order.
The blood slaves are all human, but the one behind the eyes has glamorous makeup, sexy clothes, and a charming and alluring appearance.
I have absolutely nothing to do with vampires.
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Kled was shocked and furious. "Brother, that guy is such a coward! How dare you offend him? You're going to be fed to the dogs!"
The baby in your arms trembled with fright, and your terrified expression clearly showed that you understood.
Allair seemed to be lost in thought.
The blood slaves felt a stirring in their hearts, and one of them even timidly stroked her slender neck, revealing her throbbing pulse to Alair, inviting him to taste her.
But the more important question is, will you be able to live to adulthood?
Although Corde was personally transformed by Alaire, it was because I was injured by the werewolf and was about to die that Wan Feijun had no choice but to bite me.
Before you, those blood slaves are seeing Alair for the first time. You thought that Corlad's appearance was not the worst among vampires, but you never expected that the face behind your eyes is the most noble and monstrous.
Nanzhi: Well, you actually shouldn't drink any milk.
My brother loves me.
Especially that guy, Clare, he seems to harbor deep hostility towards you.
The world I've come into contact with is mostly unrelated to vampires; many people are concerned with human life, so I actually know what human babies eat.
[Ding, Ariel's dislike level has increased by 5%.]
The reason Alaire fell into slumber was because he hated his vampire identity. I can drink blood, and I despise the practice of other vampires directly raising blood slaves to drink blood wildly. So I have lived for thousands of years and have never raised a blood slave.
A strong sense of jealousy and crisis arose within him. He walked over sullenly and said, "Brother, if you need a blood slave, I'll have someone bring one right away. This little baby has too little blood; it's not even enough to fill a tooth gap. If you want, you might as well throw you to the dogs."
Becoming a vampire slave doesn't guarantee a worry-free life for one's own family. Another important reason is that, during the process of being sucked blood, as long as we are obedient and docile, the vampire will be in a good mood and can make us feel a dreamlike sense of being intoxicated and ecstatic.
In no time, Corlad summoned seven ugly blood slaves.
How dare she try to steal my brother? She's got a death wish.
Claire has lived with Alaire since she was a child. Our mother died early, and our father is nowhere to be found.
Why did you do that?
However, I also know that Wan Feijun is capable of explaining things to me.
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