Chapter 950 The Little Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (116)
The warehouse is empty.
There is only one smashed wreck.
The icy killings in Arthur’s body began to subside.
He slowly turned around, licking his body, and his cold face was still cruelly murderous.
Bai Weiwei stared up and looked at him.
Arthur looked at her for a moment, suddenly licking her finger and kneeling down on one knee.
He is like her most loyal knight.
I worship my only princess.
The sun shines on his eyelashes, projecting shattered light and shadow.
He said with a dumb voice: "It's all my fault, I didn't protect you."
He shouldn't be so careless, thinking that all blood races can trust.
He prepared for the protection of Bai Weiwei.
What Bai Weiwei didn't know was that he personally asked Moore to protect her.
Because of the three princes, if he enters the blood bath ceremony.
So only Sansing can threaten Bai Weiwei.
For the sake of blood suppression, only Moore can restrain Sang Xin.
But he did not expect that Moore was going to let Bai Weiwei die at the beginning.
Therefore, Sang Xin will be allowed to deal with Bai Weiwei.
This is his negligence.
Never apologize for doing something wrong, even the prince of the Prince who will destroy the evidence.
The first time I was so scared, so guilty, so distressed.
Arthur saw the scar on her ankle, and his lips trembled, and the **** red cockroaches showed pity and embarrassment.
His thin lips whispered, "The only one who can judge me is Wei Wei."
His tone is even humble.
Bai Weiwei held her hands on the ground, struggling to sit up, her ankles lost consciousness, and her movements were slow.
She has no expression and her face is not very good.
Suddenly she reached out and hung her neck, and the whole person leaned against him.
The soft hair glared at his bare body, and she said softly and softly: "Let's go back."
A simple sentence, but soft into his body.
He felt the fear and anger of her accident, all dissolved.
There is only one warm heart in her heart.
[Hey, the man is good at ninety-seven. 】
Arthur bowed his head and pressed her head into her arms, his lips licking her ears.
"You go back first, and tomorrow I will return to normal."
Waiting for what Bai Weiwei asked, Arthur had already picked her up and put it on the bat.
He looked up at her and showed a gentle smile.
Then he patted the head of the bat.
The bat flew up and flew up, carrying Bai Weiwei and flew up.
Bai Weiwei noticed that Arthur was not right.
"What's up with him?"
"Forcibly breaking away from the power of the ancient law that transcends one's own strength, interrupted the baptism of the leader, suffered a severe counterattack, and his blood is now seriously traumatized."
"What will happen?"
The system is heavy, "for the blood family, it will die unless you get a lot of blood to replenish."
It is a real death. If the blood is damaged, the blood will die and die.
Bai Weiwei frowned and looked at Arthur, who was getting farther and farther away from herself.
His expression is still calm and gentle, and he can't see the pain of reflexion.
Bai Weiwei sighed: "Do you know? This guy is particularly ill-treated. I think about when I feel full of good feelings every day. He slaps him and wakes him up."
System: "You can also swear now, the feeling is almost full."
The man is estimated to be unable to repay his hand now.
Bai Weiwei: "But the way he just looked is actually quite handsome."
The system was shocked at the moment, and the host even boasted.
(End of this chapter)