Chapter 222： How to Overthrow the Rule of Vampires 19 ┃ Prince Solo

Le Qinglan stood up slowly, walked to the TV screen, and murmured, "Is all this happening now planned by Zhuang Li?"

Emile sarcastically said: "Yes, he planned it long ago when you brutally killed his sister. You were smashed to pieces by his bomb without even seeing his face. He killed you. His son, husband, lover, all lackeys. You can't even touch his hair. That's the difference between you and him."

Emile smiled contemptuously: "You always say that you are an envoy from the kingdom of God, but I have never seen such a weak envoy. You know, in Zhuang Li's eyes, you are nothing."

Le Qinglan's beautiful face slowly distorted, but it only recovered in an instant.

She walked to the glass wall, put her hands on Emile's palm, and smiled contemptuously: "Someone will come to save me. I also have a loyal servant. I think you should know him better than I do. That's right."

Emile thought of Solo, who had never appeared, and the light in her eyes slowly dissipated. There was a tearing pain in my heart, the familiar feeling of heartbreak.

She has used up all her life of love, so she must spend her whole life to bear the pain of being wrong.

Le Qinglan's palm was hot, but it brought her a bone-chilling cold.

Emile withdrew her hand and stepped back slowly, but her back was pressed against a hard and broad chest.

"Dear, I'm here." A low, hoarse sigh sounded in Emile's ear, and then a pair of big hands grabbed Emile's neck. In a fatal gesture, she was embraced by a man.

Le Qinglan slapped the glass wall and said with a smile, "Solo, I know you will come to save me!"

Emile couldn't see Solo's face, but she could feel the slight tingling of the other's sharp nails digging into her neck. After nineteen years of wanting to see each other, they are still enemies.

The tearing pain spread from the heart to the soul. Emile gritted her teeth stubbornly, but her eyes were covered with a layer of water. It takes all her strength to keep herself from crying in Solo's face.

He had already said that if he saw her again, he would tear her to shreds with his own hands. And that day, her heart had already been torn to shreds by those words.

The tip of Solo's nose crossed Emile's cheek. He was leaning very close to look at the girl in his arms.

Emile, who had her back turned to her, couldn't see the greed in his eyes, but Le Qinglan could see it, so she became anxious and kept slapping the glass wall, shouting loudly, "Solo, kill her quickly, and then save me! "

These days, it was always said that she was the one who was reluctant to let Emile die, and she was the one who had Emile executed immediately after being rescued. Her heart is colder than that of a viper.

Solo turned a deaf ear to Le Qinglan's orders. He looked deeply at Emile's profile, then squeezed the other's chin, forcing her to look up.

He stretched out his fangs and lightly bit the skin on the side of Emile's neck, as if looking for a place to go.

Le Qinglan stopped shouting, her angry expression subsided and turned into a light smile. She said softly, "Solo, drain. Her blood."

Emile sneered: "I took nano-silver capsules, if you want to die, just **** it."

Le Qinglan's body froze, and then she remembered a reality that was completely unacceptable to her. The vampires who used to stand at the top of the food chain have now lost their dominance. They were reduced to a species destined to perish.

"Kill her! In the future, you can drink my blood and live forever. I am the only hope of the blood clan. Solo, do you understand? I am your only hope!" Le Qinglan immediately found the value of his existence.

Solo sighed and said, "I know you took nano-silver capsules." However, as soon as he finished speaking, he bit Emile's skin without hesitation, and sucked blood that was comparable to highly poisonous into his throat.

He knelt down slowly on his knees, grabbed his neck with one hand, but still held Emile's hand tightly with the other, and said with difficulty: "I have never given an order to throw you into the sewer. I have never had a relationship with Le Qinglan. I just want to set you free."

He coughed up a few sparks, looked up at Emile, and said slowly, word by word, "I'm not here to save Le Qinglan, I just want to see you one last time."

As early as the beginning of their encounter, he knew that the end of the two of them could only be separation. But he still allowed himself to devote himself wholeheartedly, because he knew that if he didn't love this woman properly, he would spend the rest of his life in regret.

"It's ridiculous that I only found out after I became a high-ranking prince that what I miss most is the time when I lived in the cellar with you."

Solo squeezed Emile's hand and said with a smile, "My dear, I still love you, I have always loved you, and I will always love you. It's good to see you."

He lowered his head, and with his hot lips, kissed the back of Emile's hand reverently, and then burned to a mass of ashes.

Emile watched in disbelief as the sparks and dust spread out in front of her eyes, and the tears in her pupils finally fell like water bursting from a dyke.

"Solo! Solo!" She fell to her knees, hurriedly gathering the ashes on the ground, and the emotions that had been suppressed for 19 years instantly destroyed the defenses that had been forged for 19 years.

She had to admit that she still loved Solo, too.

Le Qinglan stared blankly at this scene. For her, Solo is also a special existence. This man's willpower is comparable to that of Lei Ming. He would never be fooled by her, he would go away after drinking blood, treating her as food.

He was extremely cruel to everyone, but he gave Emile the tenderest love. He is the man Le Qinglan can't get no matter what.

Now, the man is dead. He chose to give his life to Emile. He knelt on the ground before he died, expressing his allegiance to Emile.

In the past nineteen years, he has never forgotten Emile for a second, nor has he diminished his love for Emile in the slightest. He deliberately let her go just because he knew that Le Qinglan had the intention of killing his lover.

He really can! He took full advantage of me! Le Qinglan thought extremely ironically.

She stared at Solo, who had turned to ashes, and smiled through gritted teeth.

X and Jindou came in a hurry, but did not blame Emile, who was crying so badly. People are dead, and all grievances are gone.

"Let's use this outfit." Zhuang Li, who arrived late, handed over an exquisite box.

Emile raised her tear-drenched face and choked up, "Thank you."

She put Solo's ashes into the box one by one, and tears rolled down her as well.

Lei Ming stood aside and watched coldly. Even if Solo didn't come, he would take the initiative to hunt him down.

Over the years, Solo has killed too many human beings, and his crimes are innumerable and cannot be forgiven no matter what.

At this moment, Le Qinglan smiled and asked: "Emile, are you sad that Solo died? It was me who ordered you to be thrown into the sewer back then. Solo was trying to protect you. Hahaha, really I'm sorry to have separated you for nineteen years."

This sentence is tantamount to killing with a knife.

Emile folded her hands together to collect the last bit of ashes, and did not look up at her at all, but tears one after another wet the ground.

Jindou glared at Le Qinglan fiercely.

The bird's beak walked over and sneered: "Le Qinglan, your last believer died, who can save you now?"

Le Qinglan slowly backed away, stretched out his hands to look up at the sky, and said calmly: "Without vampires, there are still humans in the world. If they knew that my blood could keep them alive for a hundred thousand years, they would crawl under my feet. will die, and my life is infinite."

Le Qinglan looked at everyone and announced, "After you die, I will be free one day. At that time, my era will come again."

A deep chill penetrated into everyone's heart. They had to admit that Le Qinglan was right. They can resist the temptation of eternal life, but others cannot. When everyone in their generation died, there would always be people who were greedy for profit to save Le Qinglan.

Until then, those willing to submit to her will rule the world once again. Eternal people need to consume endless supplies and wealth, and these supplies and wealth will be provided by ordinary people with short lifespans.

Dictatorship, oppression, exploitation, terror, these disasters will come again. Humans will once again become livestock raised by Le Qinglan and her minions.

She is the most ominous being, the origin of all darkness.

Looking at Le Qinglan who stretched out his arms and laughed loudly, everyone backed away in fear.

Only Zhuang Li took a few steps forward and said casually, "Today, I just happened to synthesize a few milligrams of gene fluid that inhibits cell development. Let's test it with you first."

He raised his chin at Lei Ming.

Lei Ming immediately opened the door of the laboratory, walked in, cut Le Qinglan's hands backwards, pressed her knees against her back, and pressed her to the ground.

Le Qinglan was completely powerless to struggle. She could feel that Lei Ming became stronger again. If Solo doesn't seek death, but fights with Lei Ming with real swords and real guns, whoever wins or loses may not be the case.

"I don't know how this medicine will affect you, so let's try it out." Zhuang Li took a syringe from his jacket pocket.

Le Qinglan, who had given up struggling, began to writhe wildly. She knew too much how terrifying the medicine Zhuang Li was. The vampire army she reared is the most typical example.

"You can't kill me! My body can resist all poisons and medicines." Le Qinglan would never allow herself to beg Zhuang Li for mercy, so she sneered.

"Let's try it first. Anyway, you have an infinite life, and I can slowly adjust the dosage and efficacy. I like a test product like yours. You are better than a guinea pig." Zhuang Li said with a smile.

At the same time, he pushed the liquid from the syringe into Le Qinglan's vein.

The slight pain went away in a flash, and then there was nothing left. Le Qinglan regained her composure, and then let out a contemptuous laugh.

"It's useless, you can't kill me." She raised her head and looked around at everyone, then fell down and laughed loudly.

She laughed for several minutes in succession, and X and the others who were looking at her with resentful eyes now showed shocking expressions.

They stared at Le Qinglan dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

Emile forgot to cry, her tear-soaked eyes filled with horror.

Lei Ming, who was pressing down on Le Qinglan, stood up and wiped his hands with a disinfectant tissue. He completely let go of his guard and was not worried about Le Qinglan fighting back.

Zhuang Li took out a small mirror from his pocket, placed it in front of Le Qinglan, and said softly, "Take a good look at yourself. Maybe my potion can't kill you, but it can make you look like a rotten one. Live like a monster. The beauty, youth, vitality you care about most will be gone. You live only to suffer."

Le Qinglan felt that his physical strength was rapidly losing. Without Lei Ming's suppression, she couldn't even get up.

Her body was trembling, her breathing was heavier, and the simple act of raising her head and looking at the mirror exhausted all her strength.

Finally, she saw her face in the mirror, opened her mouth wide, and let out an unprecedented howl of despair.