Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 243


She held her breath without making a sound, and jumped onto the roof. This trick was taught by Steven. When playing hide-and-seek with Xinqing, she used this trick to win every time. Unfortunately, she taught Xinqing excitedly. Xinqing always dozed off and was lazy.


The footsteps in the corridor suddenly disappeared. About ten minutes later, Yetong was already struggling, her arms and legs were stiff and uncomfortable, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She smelled a cold and strange atmosphere turbulent in the whole practice room .


There were no shadows on the ground, and the surrounding air seemed to have frozen. After another ten minutes, she desperately clung to the carvings on the ceiling, and slowly moved towards the chandelier. clues.


Pa - a drop of cold sweat fell on the floor, the cold wind whizzed past her, and her neck was already pinched by a sharp ghost claw.


Indeed, under such fierce palms, a petite person like her is like a chick being held in the claws of an eagle, with only one way to die.


"Ah—help...cough cough cough..."


Ye Tong hadn't seen the person making the attack clearly, her mouth was sealed with tape, and she was covered with a black cloth mask. She struggled hard, and her feet were grabbed by two cold hands.There were tingling pains in her wrists and ankles. It was obvious that someone had cut her. Yetong couldn't see that she was bleeding profusely.


This way of death is the least painful, and will not arouse the feelings of Victor and Chuyan.


Ye Tong is also convinced that the mastermind must be a master within the blood clan.


The queen mother just gave birth to the little prince, and her body is weak. The father and king will guard their mother and child every step of the way, and Lan Sinuo and Xinqing are both attracted by the excitement of the grand ceremony, so naturally they will not notice that she is missing, and no one will come to rescue her.


Fear and despair made Yetong suffocate, and he couldn't make a sound even when he called for help.

"Is this the so-called eagle catching chickens?" This strange but familiar uninhibited voice was just what Yetong got tired of - Tarson.


He stood at the door of the practice room, staring at the four black-clothed vampires wearing sunglasses. Yetong on the ground was bleeding from all four limbs, and his life might be in danger if he didn't save them.


The four vampires roared and rushed towards Tarson without opening their mouths.


He took two steps forward, and when he stretched out his hands, they had turned into huge wolf claws, accurately grasping the hearts of the two vampires, and when he retracted, there were two icy hearts in his hands, and the remaining two saw the momentum. Bad luck escapes quickly.


Tarson wanted to chase after her, but seeing that Yetong on the ground had stopped moving, he hurriedly stopped his feet. He wiped the blood from his hands on her wrists and ankles, and her wounds began to heal.


"Don't be afraid, I'm the wolf king, I'm here to save you!" He tore off the cloth cover from her head, and helped her to remove the tape from her mouth, "Yetong, are you alright?"


Yetong's forehead was covered in cold sweat, her face was pale due to excessive blood loss, her limbs were cold, she opened her mouth, but before she could make a sound, tears rolled down her temples, "I want my father and mother!"


"Hey, I'll take you to find your father and queen in a while." Tarson dragged the corpse beside her and moved it to her side. "Drink some blood, and you'll be fine after drinking it."


A strong and frenzied wind hit outside the door, and the chandelier on the ceiling shook strangely, Tarson was sent flying with a palm.


When he stood still, he found that Victor had already hugged Yetong into his arms, and stuffed her with a bottle of cloned blood with a straw in it, "Honey, drink it. Don't be afraid, my father is here."


Victor looked around, and it was clear at a glance what happened here.


"Tarson, my daughter can't drink other people's blood!"


It was only then that Tarson remembered that the blood of blood clansmen had a strong restraining power, Yetong could be controlled if he drank a little.


"I'm sorry, I was negligent. Victor, you have to trust me, I didn't hurt her one iota."


"No need to explain, I trust you."


Victor does not believe in his self-control, but believes that he loves the first words, and it is precisely because of this inseparable feeling that Tarson has lived peacefully with the blood for so many years, and it is precisely because of this feeling that Tarson Sencai has been entangled with him for so many years.


Tarsen couldn't help asking, "... Is she okay at the beginning?"


Victor nodded politely, "She is fine, thank you for saving Yetong, I will hold a reception tomorrow to thank you, and please be sure to attend the wolf king." Then, he ordered the precious daughter in his arms, "Yetong, Thank you Wolf King."


Ye Tong hurriedly drank half a bottle of blood, his face and mind recovered a little, "Thank you Wolf King for saving your life."


Tarsen didn't accept the thanks. His purpose of coming here was to meet Chuyan, and he would never give up until he saw Chuyan.


"I will remember the favor your royal family owes me."


Victor didn't care about his rudeness, and ordered the bodyguards who followed to take the two bodies away for strict guard and to find out their lineage.


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Tarson had been looking forward to the reception the next day.


The blood clan thanked him Wolf King so generously, which shows how important Ye Tong is. Chu Yan, the mother, will definitely attend in person.


Unexpectedly, only Victor and his sons and daughters participated in the event. In addition, several important leaders of the two races were invited, and the first family members were invited.


Tarsen stood beside the crystal-carved cup tower, drank three glasses of wine in a row, laughed at himself wryly, and silently accepted such ironic joy.


He should have thought of it earlier, how could a cold-blooded and harsh person like Victor allow him to see Chuyan?


There were two noble and gorgeous thrones placed on the steps. Tarson never liked to sit on the highest point, and just drank alone.


Victor, however, sat on it without moving. As usual, he leaned lazily on the back, his deep purple eyes were sharply cold and evil, and he was dressed in a purple blood royal robe, majestic and intimidating. Yi Mingyan, always so perfect, impeccable.




(End of this chapter)