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After a while, looking at Melanie whose lips were smeared bright red, and the two little tiger teeth were even more dazzlingly red, the old woman smiled gently, and then released the palm of her face.

After retracting her **** wrist, she lowered her head slightly, with a twinkle in her eyes, looked at Melanie with a terrified face, and said kindly:

"Melanie, now... do you know what to do?"

"…"

what should I do?

And...Aunt Marlene, what happened to her? Could it be... she's fake? But not like...

Bah, after shedding the remaining blood from her mouth, Melanie looked at the old woman with flickering eyes, her expression faintly revealing evil intent, her big eyes flickered several times, and in the end she still didn't know what to do with this. stubble.

However, although she didn't say anything, the "abnormality" in her expression and behavior was already equivalent to answering the old woman's question.

After reaching out to squeeze Melanie's cheek and prying open her mouth to look inside, the old woman's brows could not help frowning again.

its not right! She has already drank several mouthfuls of blood, and she should have been affected long ago, why is she still awake now?

Could it be that...because she is a blood-sucking vampire, she has a certain resistance to my blood?

After glancing at Melanie's iconic fangs, she found the "truth" old woman and pointed it into a sword, swiping her wrist again, and this time it was much deeper than before. , and even looking at the wound section, you can clearly see the cracked tendons and damaged blood vessels.

In Melanie's terrified expression, after the old woman slapped her wrist again, perhaps because she was busy with "blood transfusion", her expression at this time was no longer as kind as before, and she looked unusually gloomy.

And when Melanie, who couldn't drink it, began to mumble and coughed repeatedly because of the blood pouring into her mouth, the pale old woman nodded with satisfaction and retracted her wrist again.

"now what?"

Looking at Melanie who was choking and coughing in front of her, the old woman smiled and asked again:

"Do you know what to do?"

"…"

After hearing the old woman's question, Melanie's small body trembled slightly.

Although I don't know what happened to "Aunt Marlene", why she took the initiative to cut her wrist, poured blood on herself like crazy, and threatened her with words after the pouring, but according to her experience of hiding from place to place for many years, It's always right to be soft at this time.

"Got it! I got it!"

After twitching her big, smart eyes, and facing the strange situation in front of her, Melanie, whose integrity was almost as good as someone else's, resolutely confessed, adhering to the truth of the weaker than the stronger, with a face on her face. Obediently nodded again and again:

"Marlene... aunt... cough cough... stop pouring, you... I'll do whatever you say!"

"…"

It's a pity that all this backfired. After hearing Melanie's unusually well-behaved answer, the old woman seemed to see the cat owner grabbing the second-class protected animal, and the smile on her face froze again in an instant. on the face.

This... what's going on here?

Although this is not the blood of his own body, in the past half a month, this body has also been assimilated by most of it, and the blood of the whole body must be filled with the power of hatred.

It stands to reason that a guy like her, who is so bitter and hated, only needs to drink one or two sips of his own blood, and his mind should be affected by the power of hatred, and his mind is full of thoughts of revenge. What about change?

…

She frowned and pondered for a long time, but still didn't know what was wrong. The sullen old woman had to raise her wrist and forcefully put it into Melanie's mouth again.

"Shut up and give me a drink!"

a while.

"Cough cough cough, Marlene... Auntie... don't... don't drink."

Seeing the black-faced old woman who was silent, pinching her mouth and gulping, Melanie coughed and said with a dazed expression:

"You...what do you want me to do...what do you want to do, but say it, how can I know if you don't say it?"

"…"

If what I want to do is successful, even if you don't say it, you should know it! hateful! Are vampires such a strong resistance to alien energy in their blood?

Refill!

"Cough...don't...don't pour it...what do you want me to do? swear to never attack the Holy See of Light again?"

"…"

Gotta pour!

"Um... no... no way, no way... I promise never again..."

Keep pouring!

"belch…"

"Don't...don't drink...I really can't drink..."

"…"

Looking at Melanie, who was not only half healed from her injuries, not only her face was ruddy and lustrous, but also her little belly with a round belly, the old woman who had lost too much blood only felt that her eyes flashed with stars.

She outputted half a barrel of blood in a short period of time. Even if she had magical hematopoiesis, she couldn't keep up. After staggering back several steps, she even almost sat down in the cell with her buttocks.

Heck...what...what the **** is going on here?

After "blood transfusion" to Melanie several times in a row, until she couldn't even stand still, the old woman finally discovered the root cause of the problem. It wasn't that the vampire directly absorbed the power of hatred in her blood. www. uukanshu.com but the other's head has a problem.

This little girl's soul is cracked everywhere, and it seems that she has suffered unspeakable injuries, but it is strange that ordinary people with cracks in their souls should be easily affected by the power of hatred.

But her soul is not. Even though it looks like a fragile porcelain with cracks everywhere, it is terrifyingly strong inside, as if it has been ravaged by thousands of harmless soul impacts. Her soul is like a thousand-forged steel.

Even the power of hatred bestowed by the Demon King will be easily crushed inexplicably when it hits her soul, and it won't even work at all.

…

Her face was sallow and gloomy, her lips were dead white, and she looked as if Marlene, who was several years old, put her hands on her knees.

I saw that she first threw out a magical technique, temporarily blocked the magic pattern that recorded the sound in the cell, and then looked at Melanie with an incredible face and said:

"What happened to your soul? Why are you not afraid of shocks at all?"

shock? What shock? Is there an impact?

She was slightly taken aback by the old woman's words. Although she thought this question was a bit strange, Melanie, who had a round belly, really didn't want to drink any more. The blood quality of the main ninth-order powerhouses was too high. She couldn't digest it at all.

And in order to avoid becoming the only vampire in history to be held to death, Melanie, who has always been aware of current affairs, turned her eyes slightly, and then she had to scream in an unusual cooperation, her face ruddy, healthy and shiny, and she said miserably:

"It hurts! My head hurts! What the **** did you do to me?" (To be continued)