Blood Princess and the Knight

For a moment, Bai Ji was wary of the strange girl who had the same hair color as her.

"Can we taste it?" Bai Ji swallowed, and cautiously probed.

"Are you? Aunty, Pingliangyuan quasi-momentary class ellipse, member Qia./

"What's the matter, what's so funny?" Feeling underestimated, Bai Ji raised her chest and puffed up her cheeks super fiercely. "Pull... Bai Ji, just say Bai Ji, and ask someone directly The lady's name is very impolite, shouldn't you declare yourself home first?" Bai Ji raised her eyebrows, unexpectedly true in this respect.

"Puff, my little sister still called herself a female... Well, I was rude. My name is Yana. Just call my name." Seeing Bai Ji's increasingly gloomy face, the girl changed it as soon as she saw it. mouth.

". One?" Bai Ji straightened her tongue, tried to mutter twice, and there was a slight ripple in her heart.

What a strange name.

"what happened to you?"

"Oh, it's nothing, just remembering something." The girl who behaved familiar and very talkative was stunned for a short moment, and then heard Bai Ji's cry, and slowly returned to her senses.

The strange person, Bai Ji muttered silently in her heart.

"By the way, little sister, do you want to learn from me drinking, right? Puff...it's no good. Didn't you see the words written on the bottle cap?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

If the wine is strong, please do not give it to young children

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"You are a child, you are a child! We are already twenty-six years old, do you understand that we are older than you? You want to call us enchantment, why can't we drink it?" Bai Ji instantly exploded. , Slapped the table, the rebounding liquor rippled a few times, and the dull hair stood up. The girl's bulging face and the bun's staring eyes were very cute, but the girl's focus was not among them.

"Sister One." The girl murmured softly, her eyes flashed in a moment of loss, and then she recovered her calm.

After she came back to her senses, a certain loli who had her mouth pouted high had already grabbed the bottle and a goblet, and filled herself with "Humph, isn't it just wine, what's the big deal?" , This lady has to see if it is as wicked as you said." Bai Ji pouted unconvincedly. Before the girl could stop it, this guy "stuffed" the whole glass of wine, and nothing was left.

"Hiccup~

This bitter, salty and sour taste is not much worse than butter cake...

But after drinking it, unexpectedly, feeling, okay? ?

Bai Ji pursed her lips, feeling endless aftertaste, so she grabbed the wine glass and filled it with "Then... the girl stared at Bai Ji who was boring one 0 after one 0, and wanted to say that red wine is not drinking like this. , But hesitated and stopped.

"Gudonggu... Wuwu isn't hungry at all, and it's not as evil as you said. It feels like...

"Boom!" Baimao Lori grabbed the table with her face, her eyes rolled up the mosquito coil.

"But that's good, the goal is achieved." The young girl walked to the counter, hugging the drunk Bai Ji by her waist.

"Sorry, can you give us a room to rest? My sister tasted some red wine by mistake and fell asleep."

"Okay, no problem." The waiter looked at the similar hair colors of the two, without much doubt, and after receiving the money, he gave Yana the key to the upper private room.

After putting the sleepy Bai Ji on the big bed in the private room, Yana slightly wiped the sweat from her forehead.

It is obvious that she is not good at physical work.

"Are you planning to continue with the little girl of that clan's descendant? Don't think about your current identity? It's really not worrying at all." The cherry-colored blood flashed past.

In the halo, the silver-haired girl gradually turned into a prototype, and the girl named Yingdie opened the pupils of cherry blood.

"The hatred brought by blood is not obvious enough, so you can understand who you really are.

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Chapter 11 ~ A Game That Cannot Be Denied

The bathroom was spotless, and it was obvious that some people were doing meticulous cleaning work every three steps. The crack-free and wrinkled walls were white and flawless. The coffee shop’s accommodation room environment was excellent, but the bathtub was not filled with warm and transparent water, but boiling. Bubbling dark red blood.

The jade-white bathtub wall reflected a few bright red, and the dark red blood shook and boiled as if it had vitality.

In the hall, the silver-haired girl calmly lay on the big bed in the private room, caressing her abdomen with her hands, and the silver hair that got rid of the shackles fell down like a smooth blanket.

The clothes, pants and shoes and socks were stripped and thrown on the bedside, exposing large areas of milky white skin that was as smooth as a shelled egg.

There was a bright red color on her face because of her drunkenness, and the peaceful face she knew nothing about what was about to happen to her next.

"Crack." The bathroom door was opened, and a small figure dressed in silver to cherry came out of it, and a trace of unstoppable fatigue flashed through the unfeeling eyes.

She breathed a sigh of relief and took Bai Ji, who was lying on the bed, similar in shape to her own, into her arms and walked into the bathroom.

"It's almost time." Looking at the dark red plasma bubbling in the bathtub, Yingdie muttered to herself, Yinghong turned her eyes to Bai Ji who was full of alcohol in her arms.

Kindred people are generally not good at heavy physical work, but the weight of the girl in her arms is surprisingly light, and she feels like a lint doll in her arms, without much effort at all.

"The survival of the fittest in a world where the weak and the strong will survive. Don't expect me to love you the way I do to the younger generation." Yingdie coldly glanced at Bai Ji who was dreaming about something in her arms.

"This is a defective product with an impure blood line. It is inadequately talented. It is understandable if you die. I will not have any pity for you, even if you are really her." Yingdie's mouth showed an indescribable cruel smile. I mean, the childish hand brushed the girl's sterling silver hair.

The vampire artifact named [Soul Eater-Gutemala] is constantly repairing her damaged memory tower.

Two completely different memories conflict and collide with each other, and the truth can withstand scrutiny, combined with the instinctive induction of the body and soul, false memories are full of loopholes, and it is clear at first sight which is true and which is false.

The memory in her mind was still imperfect, but she was fortunate to first repair the memory that occupied an important part in her mind.

"If you can survive to this day, there is only this point that you deserve to be praised. However, this incomplete bloodline dare to claim to be his own blood?"

"This is the so-called direct line? In the second era, it is just a remote side line. Don't you dare to call yourself a direct line?" Yingdie smiled and brushed Bai Ji's cheek.

The iron law of the blood race, if the collaterals stand on their own and become kings, the whole world will strike them together.

Although the collaterals with remote relationships within the clan are royal family kinsmen, their status is far inferior to the collaterals with closer relationships, not to mention the blood court is a direct line of the royal family.

If the blood royal family of today is replaced by the past, it will definitely be wiped out by the imperial family.

The direct line will not allow the side line with impure blood to become the emperor. This is the rule.

The killing intent flashed past, and finally turned into a trace of indifference.

Cultivating a qualified king requires a lot of time and energy, and it is thankless.

In contrast, with the orthodox lineage and identity, claiming the emperor as the emperor is justified, direct and effective, and she will do so if necessary.

In the final analysis, it is just a similar bloodline, Yingdie has no feeling for the descendants who have survived to this day, and even has a trace of contempt.

She doesn't need the wretched younger generation, she will only lose the ancestor's face and die. Even if she survives, she will clean up the door.

A group of inferior products cannot bring the blood race into glory, and overthrowing them is just a matter of moving your fingers. One of the reasons for the delay is that her memory has not been fully recovered. Yingdie turned her eyes to the sleepy Bai Ji and narrowed her eyes . "Don't expect me to be special to you, I know who you were, those who are sorry for me, I will not let go of them!"

She severely left a nail mark on Bai Ji's face, although it was quickly repaired to perfection.