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Chapter 1217 Butterfly Boy 31

Lan Shuying froze for a moment before realizing it.

What Juggernaut means is that she only poisoned a cannon fodder handyman according to the task requirements before, and the others did not move, and got along relatively peacefully, so that she was judged as "too prudent", which made her miss the opportunity to compete for the arrogant heir .

So now, her behavior is to make up for a mistake?

This is a big pit.

Arrogance and greed fought, maybe the scene was beaten on the ground at that time, in front of greedy servants, can she say that she wants to inherit the mantle of arrogance, tsk...

Lan Shuying resolutely stated: "I can enter this crystal illusion, which means that I have a destiny with Lord Greed. It is my best way to follow him, and there is no need to consider other things!"

The master said after a few seconds:

"...You are really good at flattering."

Lan Shuying smiled slightly, thinking: If your family also raises a sycophant, sooner or later it will teach you well.

"It's a pity that the master is still sleeping, and he probably won't come to see you these few days." The master smiled, "Your flattery is for nothing."

Lan Shuying looked calm, and retorted in a serious manner: "I mean it sincerely."

She put the little peacock's body on the wooden chair, and the master said something again: "It's a good thing he called you brother so many times, I didn't expect...in the end, he died at the hands of this good brother."

"You just killed him, aren't you afraid you will regret it later?"

The Juggernaut seemed to want to dig a hole again.

Lan Shuying was not affected: "I trust my own judgment."

"is it?"

Hearing this, Lan Shuying opened the little peacock's fingers.

There is a thin needle with a familiar shape between the fingers, and you can smell a faint fragrance when you get close. It is the kind of medicine that the little peacock gave the washerwoman.

After she showed it, she closed that hand, and took a few deep breaths on the hay she carried with her, completely dispelling the discomfort that rushed up.

The little peacock took her to his room, saying that he had just discovered this secret room, but he was absent-minded along the way, not noticing how proficient he was in opening and closing the switch.

It's not like you've only been there once or twice.

After entering the secret room, the little peacock let go of her hand and consciously wanted to turn behind her. At that time, her peripheral vision had already caught the silver between his fingers.

Besides, after the little peacock showed up today, he cast his eyes on her hay ring several times. It was the antidote that could restrain the anesthesia—he wanted to anesthetize her.

The method is also simple, as long as he sticks the needle while she is not paying attention, she will lose the ability to resist like Madame Butterfly and be at his mercy.

As for his next plan, maybe he wants to wait until the blood race shows up and take credit for her?

But she pressed the little peacock's arm first, so that he couldn't raise his hand... What happened after that, the master saw it all.

Lan Shuying's eyes flickered, and she asked the master, "You seemed to say that the wish of the blood race is to be a human being? Then he should need a human body... I just don't know if it counts as being dead."

She turned her hands behind her back and looked around in the secret room.

"He also promised to give this guy the ability of the blood race. Ah, he now has two descendants, one is used to receive the inheritance of the blood race, and the other provides him with a new human identity..."

"Well... this distribution should be quite reasonable." The one who wins gets what he wants, and the one who loses has nothing. How fair.

It took quite a while for the master to say: "...you have suspected him for a long time?"

"I never believed it." Lan Shuying corrected it seriously.

As the saying goes, if you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal.

In this kind of environment, a brother-controlled little angel suddenly appeared, so be careful not to cut black for nothing.

"Hehe... that's cunning enough."

"I thought you were praising me."

This secret room is not big, only a few square meters.

Apart from the wooden chairs, the only decoration in the room is the pool.

Just as the little peacock said, the porcelain white surface of the pool has been covered with deep and light brown, and it is full of dried blood.

But the pool has two layers.

The middle compartment may be used for filtering, and the lower layer has a small brown area, indicating that the filtered liquid was removed before it accumulated.Further down is the solid base, and the liquid does not flow away.

So, where does the filtered blood go?

Lan Shuying squatted down and looked at the ground carefully.

She finally found a small sunken brown spot in the dust two meters to the right, and in this direction, she walked to a wall.

"There are organs..."

She found the trigger point, pressed it, and a square of [-] centimeters on each side was cracked on the wall. It was a dark passage, and she didn't know where it led.

Lan Shuying leaned over to look, and found that the inner wall was very damp, and there were still drops of water hanging in some places.

Her eyes were slightly fixed, and she noticed a long and narrow shallow mark, which seemed to be scratched by a blade. The stone chips in the scratch were also dark brown, and a picture was formed in her mind:

A blood-stained flying object spread its wings in the passage...

Sharp edges, rubbing against stone walls...

The master asked lazily: "What do you see?"

"A way," she answered honestly, "not the way people walk."

"Then who do you think it's for?"

Lan Shuying withdrew her hand, wiped off the fishy smell and stone debris on her fingertips, lowered her eyes to think deeply, and tentatively said:

"They flew over there, isn't it the old castle? This is a blood transfusion channel, where the bats send the filtered blood to support that blood family?"

She said, more and more confident.

The internal structure of the metal bat is very simple. Apart from the core and necessary passages, there are clearly four hollow storage rooms...

Although there are no canines installed, as long as they sink themselves into a pool of blood, the liquid can naturally pour in, turning them into mobile blood packs.

The master didn't speak, but just snorted lightly, with a faint sour taste.It seemed that he had glimpsed that he would be favored by this new little fairy in the future.

It's really a fellowship like a plastic flower.

Lan Shuying smiled helplessly.

Its reaction just showed that it guessed right.

The coffin under the ruins of the ancient castle can be isolated from detection. Now there is an opportunity in front of her. She plans to take the opportunity to explore the way, carefully wrap the spiritual consciousness in drops of water along the passage, and just "walk" to the terminal.

The passage goes all the way down until it is directly under the coffin, and then goes straight up, drilling into the coffin.

Following this shortcut, Lan Shuying finally saw the true face of the blood race.

A sleeping beautiful young man.

She has exquisite facial features, a tall and tall figure, and is wearing luxurious clothes that can only be worn by nobles.

Lan Shuying originally thought that, as an old vampire whose last appearance was 500 years ago, his attire should have a sense of age, but... the clothes seemed familiar.

This... This is obviously a popular style in recent years!

(End of this chapter)