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Chapter 238 Pet Addiction, Your Blood Is Sweet ([-])
Shen Meng opened her eyes, a pair of azure blue pupils were glowing in the sun, they were so unbelievably beautiful, and even caused some regrets and accidents, she felt that it was a pity that she could not see the world with these eyes.

It's just that the servants next to him will lower their heads even more when they see Shen Meng's expression, not daring to look at Shen Meng's side.

Really speaking, Shen Meng represents the future of the blood race, and this Demier can't afford to mess with.

"Then what is sister Dai Mier doing now?" Shen Meng ordered the maid behind her to push herself forward slowly, and came to Zhongli's side. From entering here, Shen Meng smelled a strong smell of blood The bloody smell obviously didn't come from Dai Mier's body, but from Zhong Li.

"However, I passed by and saw the blood slave who was not pleasing to the eye, and I just wanted to teach him a lesson. His life is like an ant. If he is killed, he will be killed." Dai Mier looked at Shen Meng's soft and weak appearance, her blue eyes Her eyes seemed ready to cry at any moment, and a weak vampire, who was not even as good as a human, deserved to be compared with her.

"That's it..." Shen Meng heard Dai Mier's words, smiled, and stretched out her hand towards Zhongli. The white and tender hand dazzled in the sun, Shen Meng couldn't see where Zhongli was hurt because she couldn't see it.

"Where is it hurt?" Shen Meng asked.

Zhong Li probably never thought that Shen Meng would come to ask him, because Shen Meng couldn't see anything, so he looked at the person in front of him recklessly, who was as beautiful as an angel.

care about him...

In just an instant, Zhong Li lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand. There was a big cut in the palm of his hand. The recovery ability of the blood race is indeed very good, but the blood slaves belong to the children of humans and vampires, and their physique is very fragile. For the blood slave, the injury was considered a serious injury.

Shen Meng frowned, feeling a little displeased.

"What's the matter, Isa Xibei, are you distressed? Isn't it a blood slave, or do you feel that you are as fragile as him, so you feel the same?" Demier looked at the way Shen Meng touched Zhongli's wound, He sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Hearing these words, Shen Meng sat on the chair, coughed a few times, her face flushed red, she looked extremely fragile, her blue eyes even secreted physiological tears, she looked extremely pitiful, now slightly Pursing his lips.

Dai Mier still wanted to ridicule Shen Meng, but suddenly... felt something was wrong.

Shen Meng, who was originally sitting on a chair and was still extremely fragile, suddenly felt extremely strong coercion on her body. There is a clear level of suppression among vampires. The purer the blood, the harder the suppression. It is extremely pure.

But no matter how pure it is, it can't compare to Shen Meng.

"Sister Dai Mier." Shen Meng got up from the wheelchair, touched her golden yellow and soft long hair, there was still a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and there was no expression in her silent and sad blue eyes, but inexplicably, she I feel that her current appearance is extremely perverse and cruel, like a spoiled young lady.

Now, whether it's words or deeds, or the absolute suppression of bloodlines, the faces of the people at the scene turned pale. The lower blood races fell to the ground and trembled, while the higher ones were not much better, such as Demier...

The absolute suppression of her blood made her face turn pale, she couldn't even speak, and a sense of fear subconsciously emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Even if the person in front of her asked her to pierce her heart with her own hands, she might do so.

(End of this chapter)