633 Can I take a bite (45)

Suna said a few words briefly, but he didn't know the hardships and twists in the young man's mental journey beneath the surface of the young man.

She just put down the tableware, sat upright gracefully, and said seriously, "That's it."

"Let me think about what to do."

The girl seemed to be really thinking about defending her companions. As the strongest leader, her attitude basically determines the future of humans and vampires.

The young man panicked uncontrollably, his beautiful cheeks warmed by the candlelight turned slightly pale, and his shiny fingertips clenched silently.

The emotional wave in that brief moment was accurately sensed by Suna, but the process still had to go through.

She smiled flatly: "It seems I really have to do something."

After saying this, you can feel that the other party is suddenly alert.

"It's okay, you can enjoy it slowly." I don't know when the boy stopped. He probably wasn't full yet. Suna comforted him kindly before leaving.

Loisel was left sitting motionless for a long time, his azure eyes facing the lake reflecting the faint light of the candlestick.

It is obvious that in the eyes of the other person, he is just dispensable food.

When it came time to make a choice, he found that it was not as easy as he imagined.

During this time, the organization also received news from him, and all geographical routes and basic information were understood. He actually had no reason to wait any longer, but he still wanted to see what the queen was planning.

To satisfy that trivial, absurd and stupid selfishness.

Before Suna left, she arranged for Ellie to help watch, so that she could learn about any abnormalities inside as quickly as possible.

But she didn't expect that her departure would be met with very difficult problems.

Suna slightly mobilized his memory ability and accurately captured some clues about the incident a hundred years ago.

Those guys from the Demon Party are naturally not as keen on blood as she is. Now that there are dried blood stains on the agreement, it is much easier to find it.

Soon, the queen locked onto a new city-state that had just been built.

But as soon as she determined her target, the Lesen family followed her and came looking for her.

"That useless good-for-nothing Simon Seri." Mr. Lessenmas pushed aside the bushes in front of him and took the initiative to greet the queen with a cold face in front of him: "It's been a long time, queen."

When it comes to the word "Queen", the ending sound is specially prolonged, mocking her with a half-smile.

There is no moon tonight, the dark and gloomy sky is covered with thick clouds, and the desolate wild mountains are howled by the wind. The fog in the air makes the environment colder and more eerie.

Down below is the urban area where humans live.

The bat's black gauze wings flashed and it rested upside down on the ancient dry black branches. The faint light all around made it dizzy.

Suna scanned around and realized that he had fallen into a trap.

The cold and biting wind stirred up the soft silver hair, and the color was obscured and dimmed. Suna crossed his arms and said coldly:

"I don't want to waste time, get out of the way."

The man who was following him was leaning under a tall peach tree. He didn't know whether he was hiding his aura or doing something else, but Suna couldn't sense it.

It seems that he is very confident.

"Don't worry, just listen to what I have to say." Mr. Leson waved his hand, his eyes turning a strange ghostly red.

Suna observed calmly, knowing that this was a sign that he had completely sold his soul.

"I've brought the man." The other party got straight to the point. Bats flew deftly through the gaps between the branches, accompanied by a pungent smell, and then a trembling human shadow curled up and fell to the ground.

The man hugged himself tightly and had goosebumps all over his body. After experiencing such a thing, his expression was very frightening.

Suna thought it was unbelievable that this man was still alive. He had been tortured to a terrible extent by the Lessen Masters for who knows how long.

Like quick travel: Every world needs candy

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