Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here-Chapter 1192: The Vampire Princes Blood Slave (70)

Chapter 1192 The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (70)

He watched Bai Weiwei tremble several times.

She heard him coming, so she started to get scared?

Arthur’s lips curled into a sinister sneer as he slowly approached her.

He deliberately slowed down, making her more fearful.

Bai Weiwei shrank into a ball. In his black coat, she clearly looked so fragile, yet she refused to yield.

Refusing to make a sound.

Arthur suddenly shot out a hand. He gripped her wrist and forcefully lifted her up.

Bai Weiwei’s face morphed into panic. With her pallid complexion and thin figure, she looked unbearably weak.

Humans simply couldn’t survive in this sort of place.

That she could survive in this dark and silent place for so many days already exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Arthur ripped open the coat that partially covered her body. His fingers brushed across her delicate, fair skin.

As he thought, not very warm.

His expression was wooden, but his eyes were sharp and furious.

“Going to wash again? To wash off the scent I left on you again, it seems you really do hate me.”

Bai Weiwei powerlessly hung her head, her hand trapped in his grip. Her voice was feeble but firm.

“I hate Blood Kin, all Blood Kin.”

These words completely ignited the embers of fury in Arthur’s gaze.

He trapped her hands, lowering his head to bite fiercely into her neck.

The tender skin was like cream under his sharp teeth, completely unable to resist.

The fragrant blood sent a numbness down his back.

He hadn’t eaten for many days. At this moment, he only had one thought:

Drain her blood, dig her heart out.

See if it’s black.

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He spoiled her so much. How could she hate him?

How dare she!

Bai Weiwei’s eyes went wide. An uncontrollable flush dyed her body.

The Blood Kin toxin gave her a fatally pleasurable sensation.

She was clearly in the process of having her blood sucked and life drained.

But Blood Kin astoundingly evolved such a terrible method of eating, letting their prey die in happiness.

Bai Weiwei clenched her teeth, stubbornly holding back a moan.

It was a look of resolution1.

Arthur suddenly gripped her wrist. The pain made her finally lose her resistance, and she released a fragile cry.

Rapid blood loss was fatal to humans.

Bai Weiwei’s vision began to darken. Her body grew even colder, and the sounds of her breaths began to weaken.

The last second before fainting, a hand suddenly clapped over her lips.

Cold blood was forcibly stuffed into her mouth.

It was Arthur, who had bit open his wrist and fed her his own blood.

Her body, originally on its last breath, began to recover.

He bared a cruel grin. “Want to die? How could a lowly human who disobeyed me die so easily? You don’t have the qualifications to die.”

Bai Weiwei feebly pushed him away, as though wanting to get away from him.

But Arthur captured her wrists, then gripped her slender ankles, forcing her to reveal the scenery below that only he could see.

“Do you know the fate of the rebel army? You’ll suffer unthinkable torture, then die in the gallows.”

He smiled as he pulled his clothes open. Then, not allowing any room for refusal, he forcefully embraced her.

“You don’t want to know how terrible those punishments are. You’ve already been submitted to the council of elder’s records; soon, there’ll be Blood Kin coming to take you away.”

Bai Weiwei’s gaze dulled, as though she was somewhat afraid.

Seeing that she was finally afraid, he kissed her eyelids, in a good mood.

Then, his icy breath blew by her ears. “Humans who are taken away by the council of elders will die very miserably. Many of them don’t even have an intact corpse as they’re devoured by wild dogs in the end.”

Bai Weiwei’s lips quivered. Her watery eyes were fixed rigidly on the one enacting violence upon herself.

Arthur’s movements were clearly so rough–

But his expression was strikingly gentle.

“If you don’t beg for mercy, kneel down to kiss my feet and submit to me, and say that you would never dare to turn your back on me in the future…”

His fingers tugged her long hair. In the darkness, his expression became cold and cruel.

“Then I’ll let them take you away.”

Bai Weiwei went blank as her eyes grew even more watery. Her expression could even be called agonized and entangled.

Just when Arthur thought she would beg for mercy–

She suddenly turned away, tears tumbling soundlessly into her hair.

“Kill me ba.”

Arthur stiffened. His brain stalled to a halt.

After reaching this point, why didn’t she beg for mercy?

He suddenly felt irritable. He used all means possible to torment her, forcing her to speak. “Killing you is too easy. Say ‘I was wrong.’ Is it so hard to beg me for forgiveness? Say it!”

Bai Weiwei gritted her teeth.

“Say it.”

“Just one sentence…”

“Then I’ll forgive you.”

The last sentence startled Bai Weiwei. She turned her head.

On Arthur’s dimly illuminated face, she glimpsed a trace of sorrowful tenderness.

1: 宁死不屈: rather die than submit.↩