After that day, Xihe became more and more unscrupulous, treating Ailande as a mobile blood bank. The old housekeeper saw his young master stopping Mr. Ailande and sucking his blood several times... He couldn't help but cover his face, trying to remind the young master to take it easy.
Although Mr. Ailand was a foreigner, his manners were noble and he did not seem like an unknown person.
A little bullying is fine, but what if you piss off the other person too much and can’t stop it?
He was worried, but he didn't know that the person involved was enjoying it to the extreme.
Behind a bush covered by a tree, Ireland obediently bent down to make it easier for the girl to suck. After she finished sucking, he gently lifted her with his big hand and the two of them changed places in an instant and landed on the soft bed.
"Done?"
Xihe licked her lips and glared: "It's over."
Ailand nodded, and the next second the room was plunged into darkness, the heat rising...
In fact, letting Xihe suck blood was of no benefit to Ailande, but he knew that she was eager to improve her strength, so he indulged her. Of course, in return, he needed to collect a little benefit.
Yes, that’s right, that’s what Mr. Ireland told Xihe.
He said that he could marry her (since she was so obsessed with him) and help her improve her strength, but he could never fall in love with her and hoped that she would not have too high expectations.
The transaction between them is completely a mutually beneficial one, and the boundaries cannot be crossed.
Xihe: ...what a fancy play.
Gou Zi was also stunned and couldn't figure out what Ireland was doing.
Xihe agreed nonchalantly. After all, the person and the money were hers, and the vampire lord was just trying to protect his pitiful self-esteem.
Did he think she couldn't see his fiery gaze? That look was about to pierce through her.
She wasn't sure if he was hers before, but he saved her, sucked her blood, and helped her plant grapes. Who else could have done such naive behavior?
Love without reason, no one else will do this except each other.
Xihe agreed readily, but Ailande felt a little uncomfortable. It turned out that she was just coveting his body!
Ailande held the warm and soft girl in his arms. He lowered his head and saw her sleeping soundly with a soft snore. He couldn't help but lower his head and bite her cheek, leaving a row of teeth marks on it.
Bad guy, he won't even sleep peacefully.
Xihe opened her eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.
He didn't really think that a vampire like her could sleep so deeply, did he?
Ireland looked back calmly: "When do you plan to..." Suddenly, he looked out the window.
At some point, night fell quietly. The manor was quiet, with only the sound of wind and rustling leaves. A strong pressure gradually came from a distance.
Ailande quickly put clothes on Xihe and walked to the balcony with a cold face: "Don't move in the house!"
Xihe sat on the bed. In the blink of an eye, Ireland disappeared onto the balcony. Then, several shrill screams rang out in the yard, followed by the sound of fists hitting flesh, accompanied by Lester's gloomy voice: "Come on!"
She immediately stood up and walked to the balcony, where she saw Ireland fighting with several people in black cloaks.
He was surrounded in the middle, but he could see at a glance that those people were no match for him, although their strength was above that of the Duke.
Xihe looked at Lester not far away, and his pupils shrank.
Lester stood aside with his eyes filled with fire and his hands folded. His aura was stronger than that of several people.
He has reached the strength of a vampire prince!
Xihe frowned. Whose tomb had Lester robbed this time? And where did he invite these vampires?
Her thoughts lasted only a moment, and at this moment, new changes occurred on the battlefield.
Leicester probably wanted to use a round-robin approach to consume Ireland's strength and force out his true strength.
He stared intently, but the more he looked, the uglier his expression became.
Eight vampire dukes surrounded them, and within a few seconds, three of them were killed, and the remaining five were also injured.
Ireland was so powerful that he was invincible. With a wave of his hand, the vampire turned into ashes. His handsome face was like ice, and he attacked without mercy.
The second generation vampires can kill the vampire duke instantly.
He looked at Lester coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Lester felt a chill run down his spine, a deep-rooted fear rising from the soles of his feet. He gritted his teeth, unable to hold back any longer, and charged forward! He simply couldn't believe that a prince like him couldn't do anything to a second-generation vampire!
These days, Lester searched everywhere for information about Ireland, but found nothing.
The first generation of vampires have long since disappeared, the second generation has died or disappeared, and although the thirteen clans they created have survived, most of them have fallen into sleep or died after thousands of years.
At first he thought this man was a fourth or fifth generation vampire, after all, there was no such person in the third generation.
But when he used his identity as one of the Thirteen Clans to inquire other families and search through ancient books, he found that he still could not find out anything. No one had features similar to his.
He seemed to appear out of nowhere, powerful and guarding Frigga alone.
In the end, Lester had to turn his attention to the list of second-generation vampires. Perhaps, only this ancient generation could give him the answer. In the end, it was just as he expected.
The man guarding Frigga is Ireland, one of the second-generation vampires.
He was born for battle and is the most warlike and powerful vampire in history. He is feared wherever he goes.
Lester couldn't help but shudder. He had inadvertently provoked such a powerful being! However, there was no turning back. He had to kill him!
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