Chapter 92 Humans of the Blood Race ([-])

Seeing that Si Qing ignored her, Ning San'er pursed her lips. After filling her stomach, she put down the knife and fork, didn't speak, and just stared at Si Qing quietly.

Maybe Ning San'er's eyes were too hot, or Si Qing's face was too thin. Finally, at a certain moment, Si Qing put down the wine glass in his hand and asked displeasedly,

"Ning San'er! What do you want to do?"

Hearing this, Ning San'er hesitated for a moment, and said, "When will you bite me to death?"

She really can't stand the feeling of not knowing when she will die...

If you don't die, you have to be scared to death by Si Qing...

Hearing this, Si Qing's hand holding the cup slowly developed veins, did he just not want to stay by his side?

With a cold snort, Si Qing put down the cup in his hand, stood up from the chair, walked slowly to Ning San'er's side, and lightly touched Ning San'er's neck with his fingertips, "I just want to leave here so much ?”

Ning San'er was shivered by the chill from Si Qing's body, and didn't bother to answer Si Qing's words for a moment.

Seeing this, Si Qing sneered, retracted his fingers, and snapped his fingers in the air, "Bring that blood race in!"

Hearing Si Qing's words, the two attendants standing at the door gave Si Qing a slight salute, and then left the room.

After a while, they brought in a ragged, skinny vampire with only bones left, with a pale face and fangs.

However, his expression was sluggish, and there was no brilliance in his deeply sunken eyes. Compared with the gorgeously dressed vampires around him, he was more like a corpse.

But the moment the corpse entered the room, it suddenly went berserk, baring its teeth and roaring loudly at Ning San'er, scaring Ning San'er back and crashing into Si Qing's encirclement.

Seeing that this vampire scared Ning San'er, a red light flashed in Si Qing's eyes, and the next second, that vampire completely fell silent.

Seeing the little hair spin above Ning San'er's head, Si Qing sneered, put his hands on the back of Ning San'er's stool, and whispered like a demon,
"Little girl, do you know? This person, without my consent, tried to leave my castle. Until now... I have been imprisoned for ten years."

Hearing this, Ning San'er frowned and was imprisoned for ten years...

Just because you want to leave, so you are treated like this?
So cruel...

"The life of a blood race is endless..." At this point, Si Qing's finger suddenly landed on Ning San'er's hair, and said in a tender tone, "But a blood race without blood is alive... better than dead." More pain!"

After finishing speaking, Si Qing waved his hand and asked someone to take the kneeling vampire down.

Si Qing's fingers landed on Ning San'er's hair one after another, and he said to himself,

"Human life is very fragile, as long as I open a small opening in your neck, you will die forever... But, it is not difficult for you to live like that person just now , little girl, do you want to become a blood race?"

Ning San'er shook her head instinctively, she didn't want to because the blood race has no sense of taste.

Seeing this, Si Qing narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, put his thin red lips next to Ning San'er's ear, and said softly, "Since you don't want to become a blood clan, then don't make me angry, and don't even think about leaving... okay?"

Ning San'er: ...

Didn't Si Qing want to bite himself to death?

Why does it now become a question of whether or not to leave?
Frowning, the mind of the blood race... It's hard to guess...

(End of this chapter)

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