Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1155 - The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (33)

Chapter 1155 - The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (33)

Those thugs didn’t even have the time to blink.

Arthur’s figure flashed past like a gust of wind.

In an instant, everyone had their throats cut and perished.

In the dark alley, the iron smell of blood permeated the air.

Arthur threw the knife aside, saying distastefully, “Truly, an unpleasant smell.”

He turned his head, announcing with some pride1, “Look, I’ve killed all the people bullying you.”

But Bai Weiwei sat against the wall, staring at him with wide eyes filled with horror.

At this moment, this vampire who killed people became an evil demon in her eyes.

Arthur’s originally excited heart suddenly fell cold. A ring of blood appeared in his black eyes.

This phenomenon occurred when a Blood Kin’s mood was unstable.

He slowly walked over before her and arrogantly pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

“Why, are you scared? But I’m venting your anger for you.”

Bai Weiwei was completely stiff. The tears in her eyes suddenly fell.

They fell on the back of Arthur’s hand, and their scalding temperature made his fingers tremble.

She suddenly slapped his hand away, saying through gritted teeth, “It’s obviously because you’re addicted to killing. Don’t use me as your justification for murder. I feel sick.”

Arthur’s expression froze. His cold, dark eyes were tainted with red, suddenly becoming a wrathful bloody color.

His back was turned to the moonlight.

His refined face overflowed with evil charm, like a demon in the darkness of night, with a chilling sharpness.

“Sick?”

His voice lowered, taking on some traces of wicked allure.

It was startlingly gorgeous.

“A mere product calls its owner disgusting? You’re just a cheap good I can buy without spending a single gold coin.”

He tilted his head, smiling maliciously.

“Speaking of which, 100,000 gold is not a small sum. Your poor little brother will have his limbs cut off and be taken to feed the dogs.”

His fingers greedily stroked her smooth face. “Your brother has good eyesight. With your face, you can make a lot of money after lying in a Blood Kin’s bed a few times.”

The terror in Bai Weiwei’s eyes grew, but more than that was a fragile heartbreak.

Her brother, her closest kin.

Betrayed her.

Arthur had watched from above, personally witnessing how she was betrayed.

He observed the despair in her eyes with some interest.

The more she despaired, the more he understood that only by his side would there be someone to protect her.

Isn’t that so?

Arthur watched the tears in her eyes finally, unwillingly, fall down.

The crystal tears plopped down drop by drop.

But she kept an expressionless face, stubborn and silent.

Arthur felt a surge of irritation. He pursed his lips before reaching to pull her back.

But Bai Weiwei broke free of his hand.

Frost grew between Arthur’s brows. She wanted to escape again?

But the next second, he was stunned.

Bai Weiwei tore open her top collar and blankly took off her skirt.

Under the moonlight, the naked, fair-skinned body was beautifully flawless.

Arthur stood in place. For the first time, amazement surfaced in his blood pupils.

Then he watched her approach step by step.

Brown hair tumbled down her white back, like a snow fairy beneath the moon.

She bared her neck in offering, her voice soft. “Then if I sleep with the honorable prince for one night, how many gold coins can I get?”

Arthur’s throat tightened, but it was not because of desire.

But instead… an indescribable irritation and discomfort.

Her body trembled violently, and her eyes were filled with despair and sorrow, but she hopelessly2 pretended to put on a charming face.

Truly an eyesore.

Arthur suddenly shrugged off his coat and covered her entire body.

He furiously lifted her up, then jumped onto the bat mount. With an icy voice he said to the person in his arms, “How disappointing. We’re returning home.”

She lay quietly in his arms, but his chest was soaked in her tears.

Those people had clearly bullied her to despair.

But he didn’t feel the least bit happy.

Or was it because the person who had bullied her was not himself?

Arthur perceived her shivering and couldn’t help but hold her tighter.

?Ding! Male lead’s favorability: 10.?

1: ??: taking credit for one’s achievement.?

2: ????: to abandon oneself to despair; to give up and stop bothering.