Vincent had not seen An Qing for some days, and when he saw An Qing standing under the roses that were dark due to night and moonlight, he felt a touch of surprise that made him dizzy.
"An'an, I haven't seen you for a while, and you seem to be beautiful again."
Vincent said with a smile, as if what he wanted to do tonight was not to seal Anqing away, but to take a walk with her under the moon.
Aisha's face condensed slightly.
Although she knew that it would be best for An Qing to bear the seal again without any precautions, she still couldn't help but frown.
"Vincent, you specifically asked me to come here tonight because you wanted me to see the heroes who surrendered to me and the ignorant humans you attracted?"
An Qing looked past Vincent and looked at the man not far behind him.
More than a dozen human representatives spoke softly, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly.
The expressions of the human representatives changed, and they all looked at Vincent and Elsa.
Some of them even took precautionary actions.
Elsa turned around and waved at them, smiled lightly, and without being verbose, spoke directly from her childhood.
She took out the bottle of what she thought was the blood of her ancestors from her backpack, opened the mouth of the bottle, and then made a gesture of raising her head upwards.
She was mumbling something, but she planned to take action directly.
"Aisha, these people have been lured here, you don't need to put on a show for them."
An Qing's expression did not change, and he just smiled lightly.
The blood that was supposed to change with Elsa's spell didn't change at all.
Elsa's face turned ugly.
She speeded up the spell again, but there was still no change.
She was not a vampire, and she didn't change at all.
She didn't have such a strong sense of smell, but she could already feel the fluctuations of her body's spiritual energy, but it didn't trigger the power of the spell.
She had to doubt the last thought in her heart, and she stretched out her hand to bring the bottle to herself.
The slightly fishy smell of sheep blood reached the tip of her nose.
Aisha was startled, her eyes widened, and she could no longer care about anything else.
She looked directly at An Qing and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You took my blood instead."
An Qing suppressed the smile on his face, his expression was a little cold, and he frowned and said: "Since you have taken refuge in our vampire clan, you can't be half-hearted.
Do you think I can tolerate it?
You are trying to please both sides."
Don’t forget that it was you who fell in love with Vincent and asked me to help you.
It was you who took your human treasure and took refuge in me, just to give you a place to live.
So give up your unnecessary acting, which will make me feel ridiculous.
Although you are fooling them, I will also feel that you have insulted my eyes."
An Qing said very proudly.
The vampires are arrogant, and they disdain to lie to humble humans, but Anqing is not a real vampire, and she is not so lucky.
She acted so well that the human representatives opposite could not tell the truth from the fake, and they only felt that they had been fooled by Aisha.
Because as humans, these representatives of humanity know better how cunning and how much humans love to lie.
Compared with Elsa, who has no credibility, those human representatives are more willing to believe in An Qing, not to mention that An Qing also took out the bottle of Elsa's ancestor's blood that the vampire chef brought back before "But because you sacrificed all the blood of your ancestors to me and let me wake up from my long sleep, I forgive you this time."
An Qing said, suppressing the blood in his body and letting his essence The breath lingered throughout my body, and then I opened the bottle Under the stimulation of An Qing's essence, the blood in the bottle floated around with a faint fragrance.
Those human representatives who came were all knowledgeable.
After smelling this smell, they had already confirmed the authenticity of the blood.
Because whether it is the ancient books passed down or the internal records of the Elsa family, they all describe the specialness and taste of this blood. tgt ttrgt: