The traitors were all dead, and Yan Zhaoyue ran into the castle with the people in her arms.

“Get a quieter room!”

She didn't say it to anyone, but someone behind her was already preparing.

Coming to the top floor, the ten-meter-long European-style corridor looks very noble and luxurious.

The door at the end of the corridor was opened, and Yan Zhaoyue walked in quickly, followed by a man and a woman.

Carefully put the person on the bed.

The two people around him were very quiet and didn't make any sound at all. They only moved when Yan Zhaoyue needed something.

Yan Zhaoyue looked at the person on the bed, her cheeks were pale and black. She stretched out her trembling hands to touch this handsome face, with an anxious look on her face, "You are really stupid. How can you suck the same kind of people when you have just become a vampire?"

blood!"

Epamoah's eyes were slightly opened, sweat was pouring from the tip of his nose, his body was trembling slightly uncontrollably, his face was as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He felt the delicate touch on his sweaty face. There was no rejection like before, and he felt like something was colliding inside his body.

So sad.

Seeing his reaction, Yan Zhaoyue felt that it was unacceptable and could not continue.

She took off her coat, leaned over Epmer, and brought her fair and smooth neck to his mouth.

"Bite it."

After receiving her order, Ebermer's eyes glowed red, and he stared at the dark blood in front of him.

He held her head with both hands, exposed his fangs in his mouth, and bit down.

Yan Zhaoyue groaned, and from the chill on her neck, she could tell that the blood in her body was rapidly draining.

"go out!"

Her blood has a deadly scent to vampires.

At this time, Epmer bit the blood vessel, and the scent that overflowed made the two vampires beside the bed almost lose their temper and want to pounce on him.

It's a pity that the two of them didn't dare.

Yan Zhaoyue naturally noticed that these two people were strange and scolded them.

The two people did not dare to stay any longer and disappeared from the room in an instant.

The atmosphere became quiet.

Ebermer's movements gradually became smaller, as if he had eaten and drank enough, and his strength to hug people was also a bit weaker.

Only when Yan Zhaoyue felt her body getting colder and colder did she let go of her mouth and pull her teeth out of her skin.

Epmer let go and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth. Comfort flashed in his scarlet eyes, and the corners of his lips curved in an evil smile of satisfaction.

"It tastes good." His voice was low and charming, full of deception.

Yan Zhaoyue saw that he had recovered, hugged him and patted him gently, "Be good in the future."

The cool breath brushed past Epmer's ears, causing waves of numbness and making his heart, which had been silent for a long time, skip a beat.

This feeling was very unfamiliar to him.

In the process of being sluggish, Yan Zhaoyue had already climbed up from him and staggered a bit when he got out of bed.

Epmer quickly helped the person with his hands.

Yan Zhaoyue was a little surprised when he saw the hand on his arm. This was the first time that he took the initiative to get close to her.

In the past, when she touched someone, she would get a dirty look on her face.

I dare not touch him.

After Yan Zhaoyue stood firm, she took advantage of him to touch her, reached out and patted him on the head, "Do you have any brains? How dare you suck the same kind of person."

Ebermer showed no signs of anger after being beaten, with a handsome expressionless face: "I see you drinking, and I often drink your blood."

It means that I saw Yan Zhaoyue bite other people's necks and drink their blood, and he often drank hers.

So I thought that the same kind could suck blood from each other.

Yan Zhaoyue: "...I drink it because the second generation of you has blood similar to mine in your body, so there is no problem. If you drink my blood, it is because you are my first embrace, so you are not rejected and drink

There will be benefits.”

"Oh..." Epmer nodded as if he was learning to be a good boy seriously.

"Understood?"

He nodded, "Yeah."

Cherish words like gold very much.

Yan Zhaoyue's charming face was full of helplessness, her white fingertips gently caressing her forehead.

-

In the hall, Yan Zhaoyue was sitting on the throne, looking down at all the vampires below the hall. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with long black hair hanging loose, and her eyes were shining like stars, but at the moment she was as cold as ice, which was intimidating.

She looked indifferent and said: "Is there anyone else who questions me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent, and even breathing could not be heard. Only the smell of blood in the air told of the tragic war before.

Yan Zhaoyue killed all the first batch of that man.

She still understands the principle of cutting off the weeds by removing the roots.

"You are the most powerful vampire, and you are definitely qualified to be our Pope."

Those vampires with a lot of blood in their bodies knelt down in front of Yan Zhaoyue and prayed devoutly. Their eyes shone with dazzling light, showing longing and fanatical attachment.

Standing next to Yan Zhaoyue, Epmer has exquisite facial features, handsome appearance, and noble and elegant temperament. Now he is the only first love of His Highness the Pope, attracting the attention of many female vampires.

At this time, Ebermer showed no concern for these looks. He was immersed in the fact that Yan Zhaoyue no longer belonged to him alone, and these were her people.

He loves and respects her no less than he does.

From his heart to his body, Epmer let him know that he was very unhappy.

The ceremony ended.

Yan Zhaoyue returned to the room.

A room that belongs to her.

Stepping on the soft carpet, the furniture and furnishings in the room are all luxurious and expensive.

She lay half on the sofa and rubbed her forehead.

Now that the original owner's affairs are settled, the remaining time will be spent establishing a good relationship with Ebermer.

Opening his eyes, he saw Ebermer standing motionless.

She looked into a pair of deep, dark red eyes, and found a hint of confusion and other emotions in them.

Suddenly something strange appeared in Yan Zhaoyue's mind.

"Are you unhappy?"

She sat up in confusion, put her hands on her chin and looked at the person indifferently.

Suddenly unhappy?

Epmer was silent for a while before nodding: "The blood oath made me fall in love with you."

"Pfft, what?"

Yan Zhaoyue had just picked up the wine glass on the table. There was pure and delicious blood in it. She had just taken a sip and almost spat out after hearing these words.

Epmer knelt on one knee beside the sofa, raised his head, and looked at the woman on the sofa intently and obsessively.

He found that the person in front of him was so beautiful and dazzling that even if she did nothing, she was still like the brightest star in the night sky.

Before Yan Zhaoyue could react, Ebermer slowly leaned forward, kissed her soft and delicate lips, gently rubbed and sucked them, as if he were treating a treasure with tenderness and delicacy.

Yan Zhaoyue: "???"

Yan Zhaoyue: "!!!"

She wanted to push him away, but she didn't know that this guy pressed her down on the sofa, with her hands firmly tied above her head.

The legs that wanted to move were also suppressed.

"You...uh huh huh."
Chapter completed!