Quick Wear: Men who steal the heroine will become addicted

Chapter 115 Playing with the King of the Blood Clan 8

Rashid had no way to defend himself. Last night, the monarch was clearly not awake yet, so how could Qiao Chu be his little blood slave?

However, he could also see that the monarch was determined to support Qiao Chu, and any attempts by the five of them to punish Qiao Chu were probably ignored by her.

Rashid could only look at the Winged King Troy beside him, hoping that he would seek justice for himself and his brothers.

His Royal Highness the King of Wings has always been upright and ruthless, and he is most committed to upholding the law and system. He will never allow blood slaves to seduce their masters and disregard the law.

As expected, Troy's exiled face was as cold as ice and his tone was solemn.

"The identity of that little blood slave is indeed questionable. I will bring her with me for a thorough investigation."

He changed the subject, "As for you, you are attempting to lynch someone before the matter has been concluded. You are lawless and your crime is unforgivable. Kill—"

Zuo Liu raised his hand to interrupt, "Wait, I will grant you ten silver whips. Those who survive will serve as my blood slaves."

What's the point of killing people? Killing them is more interesting, isn't it? Killing them with a wave of the hand will only make the little blood slave lawless.

This means that she should always come to him to beg him, coax him, and ask him to support her and make decisions for her.

The monarch's light punishment made the five proud vampires look terrified, trembling like sieves, their backs no longer able to straighten, and they knelt on the ground in despair.

Ten silver whips can beat a weak-minded middle-level vampire to death!

Even if they survive, they will be demoted to slaves, serving the human blood slaves whom they never take seriously!

This is more painful for them than taking the lives of the vampires!

On the way out of the dungeon, Raines was puzzled, "My lord, what are cattle and horses?"

In his opinion, cows are only used for cooking delicious food, and horses are only used for transportation.

Do they have to cut off their flesh to feed their little sweetheart, and carry her on their backs all day long?

Isn't it too easy for those lowly and evil-minded guys to be slaves to the little blood slave?

Raines was fully capable of doing these two tasks. He swore that he would raise the little sweetheart to be plump and rosy, and the reward...

Just one meal a day... oh no, two meals a day.

Her blood tasted really sweet, mixed with the charming aroma of peaches. The more I inhaled it, the more hungry and addicted I became. I wished I could swallow her whole.

But I couldn't bear to give it up, so I could only suppress my appetite and sip it in small bites.

Zuo Liu hadn't heard it from Qiao Chu's inner voice, so he couldn't describe it in detail. "I don't know."

"Ah," Reince pursed his lips, a little regretful.

He suggested: "Why not just kill her? I can be your cow and horse, and I will also be her best owner."

Troy's lips were a little tight, "...You are no different from those arrogant fools. It is wise to leave her in my care."

It was obviously the little guy who fed them, so logically, she should be their owner.

However, she also harbored the intention of persecuting them.

Troy will have to observe for some time before he can get the answer whether it is a reward or a punishment.

The quarrel between the two princes, each with their own ulterior motives, was undoubtedly a minefield for Zuo Liu.

"Do you think I'm dead?!"

Even in front of him, they openly discussed the ownership of the little blood slave. I don't know how they were secretly planning to ravage his little blood slave.

Thinking of this, Zuo Liu quickened his pace and walked towards the main building in the center.

The little blood slave is so lovable that it is really difficult for him as the master to deal with it.

On the other side, on the sixth floor of the castle, Qiao Chu was standing in the corridor being escorted by two maids.

Vivian, in a dishevel, knelt on the ground and confessed her crimes to a vampire lord whom she had never met before.

Qiao Chu yawned sleepily.

What kind of mysterious confidence does the heroine have that makes her seek help from the ruthless vampires in the blood castle?

Doesn't she know that only blood slaves with the best quality blood are the most valuable to vampires?

Oh no, I forgot. As the Holy Maiden of Light, it’s natural for the heroine to think that her blood is better than anyone else’s.

The man opposite was a high-ranking vampire, blond-haired and blue-eyed, with a nobler bloodline than Rashid and a more handsome appearance.

Vivian knelt beside the man's shiny leather shoes and begged him to capture Qiao Chu, the assassin who attempted to create a terrorist incident, and execute him.

The poor saint was in a low position and did not notice that the man's playful gaze was always lingering on Qiao Chu.

"My lord, I am the most honorable Saint of Light among these blood slaves. Don't you believe my accusations?"

The smell of other vampires on Vivian made the young man take a step back, his disgust evident in his eyes.

Only those low-level vampires with evil tastes would share blood slaves with each other. It is absurd, dirty and disgusting.

Qiao Chu gracefully lifted her skirt and saluted. She said straight to the point, "Sir, if you are willing to believe that I was slandered and punish Vivian who falsely accused me, I will provide you with a meal free of charge."

The way the man looked at her was very explicit, covetous, greedy, and hungry.

If Qiao Chu didn't do something with these, he would be sorry for her delicate skin and her blood that was as fresh as nectar.

After all, this was a taste that even the monarch couldn't stop having, so she certainly had far more confidence than Vivian.

Sure enough, the blond man's eyes flashed, and he signaled the two maids to drag Vivian away.

"Lock him in the dungeon as a warning to the new girls not to cause trouble in the castle."

Vivian was forcibly lifted up by the maid and dragged outside. She struggled in fear and yelled in frustration.

"No! You can't do this to me, she's the real assassin! My master is Rashid, they won't let you go!"

Qiao Chu took off her velvet gloves, revealing her smooth wrists, and handed them to the man.

"Sir, aren't you afraid of offending her masters?"

The blond vampire suddenly stepped back, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and then he put his right hand on his shoulder and performed a standard and elegant gentleman's salute.

"My lady, I think I should be more afraid of our common master than her master."

Qiao Chu: "...Are you also a blood slave?"

She was very curious, could vampires suck each other's blood?

The blond man quickly shook his head, "Miss, let me introduce myself again. I am William, the steward of this castle complex."

"You are His Majesty the Bat King's blood slave, right? It's all my fault for being careless and not recognizing you. I apologize for any offense. I hope—bang!"

Before William could finish his words, he flew backwards without any warning and hit his carefully decorated coffin, getting stuck in a funny posture.

A cold hand clasped Qiao Chu's waist and pulled her into his arms. The distance between their chest and back was particularly ambiguous.

"Are you looking for death? Raines is fine, but you dare to flirt with my little blood slave?"

"You mean I could chat up?"