Chapter 271: Am I the weakest son of the Blood Clan's ancestor?



"Fourth...Fourth Brother?"

In the field of vision, a shocking blood-red scene came into view - the ground was covered with blood, and three lifeless human corpses were lying among them!

The only man standing had sharp fangs hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his snow-white teeth were stained with traces of bright red blood. At this moment, he was holding a handkerchief and wiping it gently with elegant movements.

Seeing Zhao Zhao suddenly appear here, Darid smiled slightly, that smile revealed a bit of a gentleman's feeling, and said softly: "Brother, why are you here?"

He took slow steps, approaching Zhao Zhao step by step. The hard leather shoes under his feet made a crisp sound, as if each step was stepping on Zhao Zhao's heart. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, I am Darid, your fifth brother."

"You called the wrong name again."

Darid's eyes narrowed dangerously, making his already narrow pupils even narrower. His slender, blood-stained fingers slowly pinched Zhao Zhao's cheek and asked in a cold tone, "Then, my dear brother, how should I punish you?"

Zhao Zhao frowned in displeasure and waved Darid's hand away without hesitation, "Fifth brother, could you please be more normal?" It seemed that this brother's mental condition was quite unstable.

Darid smiled softly, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over Zhao Zhao's retreating steps, and with a wave of his hand, the door closed tightly.

It was not until he completely stepped into the room that Zhao Zhao realized that there were far more than just the three people on the ground. In the innermost corner of the room, there were many huge iron cages, and the people imprisoned in the cages were all living people!

At this moment, Darid's voice sounded above his head again, "Brother, do you also want to have your own blood servant?"

"Although he is still young, it doesn't seem to have any effect." As he said this, he casually picked up a young man who was trembling all over. Due to his height limitation, Zhao Zhao had to look up to see the boy's full appearance.

Darid chuckled softly upon seeing this, then raised his foot and kicked the boy in the knee. The boy felt the pain and immediately fell to his knees, kneeling obediently in front of Zhao Zhao.

"Does my brother like this?" Darid asked with interest.

Zhao Zhao froze, shaking his head desperately. However, Dared ignored his reaction and slit the boy's wrist.

In an instant, scarlet, warm blood spurted out like a fountain, and a lot of it sprayed directly onto Zhaozhao's young face.

Watching this scene, Zhao Zhao's face turned even paler, tears welling up in his eyes. Without hesitation, he rammed his head into Darid's legs, shaking his body in grievance, and choked out, "Why did you hurt him for no reason?"

Darid didn't care at all, "Just a lowly blood servant."

Even if he killed him, what would be the problem?

The light words and nonchalant voice all proved the cruelty of this brother. He regarded human life as worthless and could decide life and death at will.

Darid carried Zhao Zhao to the young man and said with a smile, "Are you hungry, little Hill?"

Zhao Zhao shook his head, but when he smelled the sweet smell of blood, he couldn't help but have a physiological reaction. His sharp and small fangs slowly grew longer, and his eyes became redder and redder.

He slurped his saliva and cried loudly, "I don't want to eat! Wuuwuwuwu..."

Dared: ...

Little devil, your saliva betrays you.

Seeing that Zhao Zhao was determined not to eat, Darid lost his patience and was about to throw him out, "If you don't want to eat, don't come and make trouble."

As soon as he opened the door, Darid paused in throwing Zhao Zhao away and met Damian's eyes, who was walking slowly towards the end of the dark corridor with a scary doll in his arms.

Damian seemed to be still asleep and yawned lazily. "Darrid, you're not a stingy person like Asher, are you?"

"You have so many blood servants in your room, what's wrong with giving one to Little Hill?"

Seeing Zhao Zhao being driven out by him, Damian had a preconceived notion that Zhao Zhao was attracted by the sweet blood and wanted to ask Darid for a blood servant.

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