The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (44)
Chapter 1166 The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (44)
"B*tch, you just want to see me die, don’t you!"
Bai Weiwei anxiously pawed at his arm. "Little Bai, what’s wrong with you? I’m here to save you."
Little Bai saw through her true face.
"You hooked up a high-ranking Blood Kin and now you plan to dump me? You b*tch. If you want to save me, why don’t you let me out now?"
Bai Weiwei couldn’t make a sound.
His hands were using too much force.
The system couldn’t bear to look straight at the sight. "Do you really have to make trouble for your scum brother? You’ve already finished using him."
Bai Weiwei looked helpless. "I can’t do anything about it either. I don’t have a vicious female supporting character or affectionate second male lead. With just my status as a weak little blood slave, I have no way of stimulating Arthur."
She was desperate too.
And to move the heart of a high-ranking Blood Kin, she’d have to move the winds and rain and stir up the heavens and earth.
But the only tool she had was a scum brother.
How could using him once be enough?
Nowadays, with the campaign for environmental conservation, of course trash needs to be reused.
But how to use it?
Our slogan is to not be afraid of old tropes. Older is more classic.
Therefore, the trope of the hero saving the beauty came into use once again.
Without an evil tyrant to bully, couldn’t she turn this scum brother into one?
In any case, her blood was good. If the chuuni vampire didn’t want to go hungry, he had to come save her.
In this plane, she had no problem with seeking death.
And the system also gave an unusually decent prop.
The smile on Bai Weiwei’s lips vanished, and the mocking indifference
Her fingers clasped around the scum brother’s arm gradually weakened.
Finally, her hands fell away, and she barely struggled, allowing her neck to be pinched.
The torch lights flickered, and under the flames, she was like a fragile moth that could stop breathing at any time and fall to the ground.
Arthur had been watching with a detached gaze.
He had originally wanted to cast a spell on that little idiot, to let him go crazy and attack Bai Weiwei.
But unexpectedly, he didn’t do anything, and things unfolded as he’d wished.
This was a lesson for Bai Weiwei, who repeatedly defied and disobeyed him. If not for her unique and unmatched blood, he would have killed her long ago.
So despair a little more.
He watched mockingly…
Seeing that she was about to collapse from pain and was close to falling to her knees…
Arthur’s fingernails grew long, and even his black eyes became tinged with a blood red.
He frowned in dissatisfaction, somewhat disappointed in his impulsivity.
Wait until the little prey was on her last breath, then step forward to rescue her.
Only then would she lose hope in that little idiot.
Then swear loyalty to him.
So now was not the time to save her.
Just as he thought this, his sharp hearing caught a faint, feeble cry for help.
"Let go…"
She had given up in despair, but she suddenly began struggling again.
But her body was inherently weak, and a woman’s strength couldn’t possibly compare to a man’s.
So her struggle was negligible to the point of nonexistent.
Arthur coldly watched on. She still had the strength to struggle, so let her continue to struggle in pain.
"Help…"
She choked out, terrified.
Arthur held his breath. This respiration system was used to catch the faint breaths of his prey.
The air was saturated with her sweet scent, making his heart burn with agitation.
Even if she pleaded for help he wouldn’t easily save her. Who told her to be so disobedient and insist on coming to see this filthy idiot?
He was completely unaware that his thoughts resembled jealousy.
Bai Weiwei suddenly gave a shuddering gasp.
"Arthur…"
Arthur abruptly looked up and heard her squeeze out her final breath from her lips. "Save me, Arthur."
His mind went blank for an instant, and he found himself abruptly appearing behind Bai Weiwei.