LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

That night, many vampires came to Fanximen Castle.

Duchess Fit came relatively late. When she arrived, most of the guests present had already arrived.

The vampires were obviously very surprised to see the duchess dressed up like this.

Several people who had a good relationship with her in the past even took the initiative to chat: "Good evening, Cecilia, you are so beautiful tonight."

The Duchess laughed, gently holding up the hem of her skirt and spinning it around: "Really?"

"of course it's true."

The Duchess was obviously very happy. She said softly: "As long as you are beautiful."

After exchanging pleasantries with familiar people, the Duchess looked towards the center of the banquet.

There stood the man she loved most in her life, and the most jealous woman in her life.

She put a bright smile on her face and walked over there.

Both Zhong Qing and Angelil noticed the arrival of the Duchess immediately.

The Duchess obviously had a very clear goal. She walked straight to the two owners of Fanximen Castle.

There was no salute.

She just stood upright and called out a name: "Good evening, Angelil."

The vampires who didn't move away all around took a deep breath.

Everyone knows that Prince Van Simon's full name is Angelel Van Simon, but among the entire vampire family, the only one who is qualified to call this name is Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Is Duchess Fitt crazy?

The Duchess was certainly not crazy.

No, or should I say, she went crazy a long time ago.

A very satisfied smile appeared on her face. This name had been repeated in her heart countless times, but it was the first time she had actually said it out loud.

Angelil's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Duchess Fit, is this a name you can call?"

Zhongqing frowned.

She frowned not because of the Duchess's affectionate name, but because of the other person's overall condition.

It looked so wrong.

This gave her a very bad premonition.

The Duchess paid no attention to Angelil's accusations.

She lowered her head and saw that her left cuff seemed to be a little wrinkled, and she was obviously very dissatisfied.

She slowly smoothed out the wrinkles and then raised her head.

When she looked up this time, a strange smile appeared on her face.

"Didn't His Highness suspect that I was involved in the plan to resurrect the ancestor?" She said in a gentle tone.

Resurrect the ancestor?

The vampires present were shocked when they heard this sentence.

All eyes were on the Duchess.

She seemed to feel good about being in such a spotlight. She raised her head and looked at Angelil.

Angelil's face was not very good, and he said slowly: "Since you dare to say it in front of me, does your plan succeed?"

The Duchess laughed, with a hint of madness in her smile: "Yes, that's right, Your Highness, are you very surprised?"

The next moment, Angelil appeared next to her, and his hands directly grabbed the vital part of her neck.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he obviously had no intention of holding back.

Something unexpected happens at this moment.

Just when Angelil's right hand was about to touch the Duchess's neck, a strange black mist suddenly erupted from her body, forcing Angelil back.

"ah--"

The surrounding vampires who had no time to retreat were touched by the black mist, and suddenly screamed, and their bodies quickly shriveled up under the horrified eyes of the other vampires.

die.