Chapter 592 The Little Blood Servant of the Vampire Duke 36
The familiar smell suddenly filled the lungs, the broad shoulders, and the reassuring embrace.
Her nose suddenly became sore, and she couldn't help but grab his clothes and started crying.
"Ai, Avis..."
Elvis hugged her with one hand and kissed her comfortingly on the forehead.
"Don't be afraid, I'm coming."
Then he raised his eyes and glanced at the dim stairs, raised a hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and made a waving gesture.
Matt, who was rolling down in embarrassment, was lifted up like a puppet on strings.
He seemed to have just woken up. The moment he saw Ives, his legs were so frightened that they became weak, and his limbs naturally dropped and he was hung in the air.
"Kan, Lord Campbell..."
Matt stammered: "This thing, this thing can explain..."
But just one look from Ives scared him so much that he couldn't say anything else.
"Good girl, don't cry yet."
He lowered his head and gently wiped away the tears from the little blood servant's face.
"How can my little blood servant cry because of someone else? You are mine. No one can make you cry except me."
He patted his little blood servant lightly, and with a casual stroke of the index finger of his other hand, Matt's two eyes were gouged out.
The shrill screams continued to echo in the stone steps.
"Spare your life, my lord, please spare your life——"
Matt was hung high in the air, his legs kicking in vain, his hands covering his eyes in pain, blood dripping from his fingers and dripping on the stone slab.
In the midst of the screams, Avis tenderly kissed the little blood servant's eyes, then her nose, and finally kissed the little blood servant, silencing her soft cries.
After comforting her, he healed the wound on her arm.
But the dried blood on the white jade lotus root arm still reminded Avis that his little blood servant was injured!
Ives narrowed his eyes sinisterly.
He never thought that someone would dare to take action against her after knowing that she was his.
Thinking of the scene where the man pressed her against the wall just now, Ives felt a little angry for the first time in a long time.
The breath became violent.
But his face was still gentle, and he lowered his head and kissed the little blood servant again, coaxing the little blood servant to turn around and look at Matt's miserable condition.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
He still held her waist with one arm, letting her lean against him, so that the little blood servant couldn't see the expression on his face.
"Now, let us first look at the fate of the despicable ones."
Elvis's eyes were cold, and he made a motion of putting his fingers together in the air, and Matt's screams echoed in the spacious stone steps.
His body seemed to be gripped so suddenly that his bones shattered inch by inch, making a 'crunching' sound.
The limbs and torso were slowly squeezed and squeezed around the center point, gradually becoming distorted.
Blood slowly flowed from his nose, eyes, mouth, and ears.
But vampires recover from injuries very quickly, and those bones continue to break and heal over and over again.
The scene looks scary, but it's not bloody.
Perhaps Ives was also afraid of scaring the little blood servant in his arms.
But this alone is not enough.
He is the only one who can make his little blood servant bleed and cry!
Avis's eyes fell on Matt's hand.
The next second, his hand started to bend in the opposite direction, section by section, starting from the fingers.
Some joints were so badly misaligned that they popped out of the flesh.
The white joints are clearly exposed.
"Ahhhh——"
Matt's screams became even more shrill, and tears and mucus mixed with blood kept pouring out.
