His finger bones are slender and are naturally suitable for some art, but he uses it to hold a sword.

Even though he held the sword, he was firm and never retreated. However, when Chu Ying held two soft and small hands, Michael curled up his fingers quickly.

She is human.

Humans are afraid of him, just like fearing all vampires.

Only she is not afraid.

When the two first met, although Michael closed his eyes for a while and acted like he was walking away, he was just tired and resting. His five senses were still sharp. He heard her gently call "Little Brother" and stay by his side and don't leave.

Just like this, at this moment.

After encountering his raid, she could still laugh at him and dared to touch him.

Through the gloves, Michael could not feel the body temperature of Chu Ying. It should be warm.

He didn't understand where her closeness started from beginning to end came from. He looked at her with his eyes slanted a little, showing the confusion like a small animal, so cute.

Such a cuteness was flash in the pan, and he immediately stared at her carefully.

Michael looked down at people with half-drooping eyelids, without expression. He was so good that he didn't look cold. The pale artificial light jumped on his thick eyelids, emitting a delicate and noble aura.

The hand held by Chu Ying no longer shook.

After a while, Michael pulled away from Chuying's hand and stood firmly straight.

So tall, with a tight waist and straight boots, the fireflies enjoyed it with relish.

Michael asked, "Why are you here?"

He glanced at her clothes again.

"They caught me." said Thaying, "It was the order given by Ferid. He locked me in his house and I walked out by myself."

When Michael heard Ferid's name, he suddenly had a frost in his face and looked very disliked the ancestor.

He was really brave. In the past two days, the blood clans that Chu Ying saw were all polite and respectful to Ferrid.

"Where are you?" Chu Ying asked Michael with her face, "Are you also a noble?"

Michael was about to speak when his aura suddenly shook and he looked up behind Chu Ying.

Chu Ying thought Ferrid had found him, but when she looked back, she saw a tall blood clan standing on the bridge.

The new face is another handsome guy who can rely on his face every moment.

The handsome guy looks so refreshing and sunny, with gray eyelashes and red eyes. There are two hair colors on his head, with crimson hair on the front and blushing forehead, and his long black hair on the back is braided and dangled behind him.

With a body of 1.9 meters, it is extremely toned, and the thick male hormones are about to emerge like the chest muscles that cannot be bound by the snow-white uniform collar.

He wore a black arm guard in his right hand that was convenient for combat, a half-pulled short cloak on his left shoulder, and a long sword hanging on his waist. It looked very cool and strong.

"Isn't this Michael?" The handsome guy looked at Michael, "What are you doing here at this time?"

"Crowe." Michael said coldly.

"Well." Crowley said, "It's not polite to call the nobility's name directly."

When Chu Ying listened between them, she knew that Crowe was a nobleman and Michael was not.

She doubted whether Michael had no good expression to all the nobles. When she looked at Crowley, she did not receive Michael's good expression, and he was not angry.

Chu Ying was about to withdraw her gaze, but Crowley looked at her.

He thought for a second and called out her name: "Ri Ying?"

Chu Ying was surprised that he knew him. Before that, she had clearly never seen him.

Crowley realized her identity from Chu Ying's slightly surprised expression. She smiled slightly, and she smiled so cutely, even her dangerous fangs were beautified like ordinary tiger teeth.

"Ferred also said to take me to see you." He said happily, "Does he know you ran out?"

It turns out that he and Ferrid are birds of a feather.

Chu Ying blinked: "He doesn't know."

Crowley was even more happy: "There were things he unexpected."

Before he finished speaking, he teleported to Chu Ying.

Chu Ying saw a mountain-like black shadow covering it, and was picked up the next second, and he carried it on his shoulders.

Crowley was astonishingly fast. Before she could see Michael asking for help, the scenery changed and there was no Michael in front of her, so she changed the streets.

He robs people in broad daylight, and there is no law of the heavenly rule, and Chu Ying thought speechlessly.

She quickly figured it out again, after all, in the city of the blood clan, the nobles were the king's law.

Crowley had a wide shoulders, strong arms, and walked steadily, but he carried her like this, and her stomach was very uncomfortable.

Chuying patted his back, and it was so solid: "Mr. Crowley, I feel uncomfortable."

Crowley slowed down when he heard this, but cooperated very well. He turned to support and let Chu Ying sit on his forearm with the horizontal support.

In fact, Chu Ying wanted to come down and leave by himself. He was happy to hug her. Whether she thought it was troublesome to catch her after she ran away, or she was happy to be in a contemporary way of transportation, she didn't care. She just hugged her if she wanted to hug her.

Being so close, Chu Ying glanced at Crowley's neckline again.

full.

He also insisted on getting a strap, pulling it from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, and a pitch-black line across his chest muscles, which is called holding a pipa and half-covering his face.

Beautiful eyes are all about, and it is one of the few benefits of living in the world of blood clans.

Crowley saw Chu Ying blinking Qing Ling's eyes and looked at her, and found it interesting.

Ferrid told him that he had caught a very interesting little thing, but he didn't believe it. When humans were interesting, it was really different when they looked at it.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" he said.

"Ferred told you that I must have said that I am so powerful." Chu Ying said, "I have nothing to be afraid of."

"That's right." Crowley said.

He grabbed Chu Ying's hand with his right hand wearing an arm guard.

Covered with black leather gloves, his palm became bigger and bigger, and Chu Ying's hand was a small one in his palm.

"So let me try, how about it?" Crowley said gently.

After saying that, he broke up with Chu Ying's finger.

It seemed like I just pressed my thumb down gently, but the force was terrible, and even the steel bars could be easily broken.

The revenge of the world appeared, and with a "click", Crowley's finger was folded.

Crowley opened his eyes wide and sighed, "It's really amazing." Yun Danfeng gently pulled back the broken finger bones.

Chu Ying leaned out, which was a subconscious resistance.

From Crowley's narrative in a few words, it can be seen that he and Ferrid have a good relationship.

The good friend of the bad guy is indeed a bad guy. He is wearing sunny skin and saying gentle words, but he is the cruelty of killing people without blinking.

"Why is this?" Crowley and Chu Ying asked her about her uniqueness.

Chu Ying turned her head and said, "Don't tell you." She ignored him, watching the scenery around her become more and more familiar, getting closer to Ferried's mansion.

Crowley took Chu Ying into the mansion, but Ferrid was there and he didn't sleep.

One or two stay up late and stay up late and live for a short time. Vampires probably don’t fear, they are tired of living.

Ferrid already knew that Le Ying had run away. He went to see how bored she had no entertainment paintings, and found that the small room was empty.

The doors and windows are closed, and the things are not messy at all, and there is no sign of escape, which is a perfect crime.

Ferrid finally took off his fake smile and stared at the flawless room, his eyes sternly.

The vampire who was responsible for feeding Chuying today has not lost half of his life.

The beauty, snake and scorpion, creates purgatory in minutes when it attacks.

After staring at the room for a few minutes, Ferrid turned around and walked out. Before he could go out, he ran into Crowley who had entered without warning.

Ferrid then laughed again, with a beautiful and picturesque color. He reached out to take the Ching Ying who was about to go to the ground from Crowley's arms, and let her struggle, her arms were locked very dead and still.

Chuying doesn't like being held by Fried, his arms are colder than any other blood clan.

But resistance was useless. After struggling for a while, she gave up and felt that Ferrid buried her head at her neck again. Her neck was so cold, she hurriedly shrank her neck.

"You have times when you make mistakes." Crowley looked at Ferrid with interest, "I picked up someone when he ran out, how could you thank me?"

Ferrid smiled and said, "Aren't you already open your eyes?"

Crowley didn't really want his thanks.

A vampire waiting for a place to take over the guard of Chu Ying, saw Crowley and respectfully called "The Thirteenth Ancestor".

By ranking, Crowley is six places lower than Ferrid, so it is also worth helping Ferrid catch someone.

"It's better to be optimistic." Crowley said, "It's going to be troublesome to be known by the Queen."

Ferrid smiled and didn't say anything.
To be continued...