Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

As before, His Majesty the Blood Race released the coercion on his body and dispersed the surrounding Blood Race.

No blood race dares to approach.

Feng Qian followed behind for a while, then quickened his pace and walked side by side with His Majesty the Blood Race.

The girl asked suspiciously: "Your Majesty hasn't eaten for so long, isn't he hungry?"

Ordinary vampires rely on blood sucking to maintain their lives and their beauty.

As for the fragment, doesn't he need to eat?

Sleeping for tens of thousands of years.

Haven't eaten for such a long time.

His Majesty the Blood Race glanced at the girl lightly, and said softly, "I'm not hungry."

For thousands of years, he has never experienced hunger.

At the same time, he had never tasted blood.

Just smell it.

For example, the sweet fragrance of blood emanating from the girl's body all the time.

It was a sweet and greasy smell that could make the vampires addicted.

Enough to dull the mind of the blood race.

Ordinary vampires cannot resist such a sweet scent of blood.

The fangs will stick out of the lips uncontrollably.

And His Majesty the Blood Race, who has never tasted blood, naturally does not have much desire.

Only, when smelling this sweet and greasy fragrance, there will be a moment of trance in the lavender eyes.

"oh."

Feng Qian nodded.

but……

The girl asked the biggest doubt in her heart again: "Then... Has Your Majesty ever sucked blood?"

If ever sucked...

Well.

The girl frowned.

My heart is inexplicably irritable.

His Majesty the Blood Race next to him glanced sideways and glanced at the girl lightly.

Honestly: "No."

Feng Qian blinked.

Although he hoped that the fragment hadn't sucked blood, Feng Qian felt a little distressed when he heard the other party say no.

So many years.

For ten thousand years, as His Majesty the Blood Race, he has never sucked blood.

The wind paused.

The girl slowly raised her white and tender hand.

Standing on tiptoe, he handed his snow-white wrist to the light-colored lips of His Majesty the Blood Race.

The other party was puzzled, and his lavender eyes looked down at Feng Qian.

The girl looked serious in her dark eyes, "I am His Majesty's blood servant. Your Majesty can drink my blood."

His Majesty the blood clan was stunned.

Then I heard the girl in front of me muttering: "I don't know if being sucked blood will hurt."

In the memory of the original owner, there is a fragment of being sucked blood.

However, Feng Qian just inherited the memory, as for the feelings, I don't know.

The girl's question made His Majesty the Blood Race somewhat confused.

He has never sucked human blood, nor has he seen other vampires eat.

He is not very clear about the feeling of being sucked blood.

Fangs pierced the skin.

Probably... it's the feeling of pain.

The girl's snow-white wrist is close at hand, and the sweet fragrance of blood is even stronger.

The lavender eyes of His Majesty the Blood Race couldn't help but be a bit stunned.

He took a few steps back calmly.

In a flat voice: "No. I don't need to eat."

Feng Qian looked at the other party in doubt, "You really don't want to drink?"

After a pause for a few seconds, His Majesty the Blood Race shook his head slightly.

"oh."

Feng Qian withdrew his hand and continued to follow His Majesty the Blood Race.

After a while, we arrived at the place to eat.

His Majesty the Blood Race took the girl directly to the kitchen.

After seeing His Majesty's extremely beautiful silver hair and purple eyes, the blood race in the back kitchen widened their eyes in astonishment, and quickly knelt down again.

"See Your Majesty."

No one would have thought that His Majesty, the unparalleled and purest blood clan, would come to the back kitchen.

It is also the back kitchen for making human meals.

Yiluo said softly, "No."

The blood race kneeling on the ground slowly got up.

However, when his eyes glanced at His Majesty the Blood Race, he was shocked for a moment when he saw Feng Qian.

There was also a faint sweet smell of blood in the air.

The vampires tried their best to restrain themselves from protruding their fangs from their lips.