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Chapter 1534 Just take a bite¡¾21¡¿

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    The pope pursed his lips and said nothing, and turned his face slightly.

    "I can turn into a human form! It's just I don't have the strength to turn into a human form now. When I'm full, I can!" Shen Wanqing explained for himself.

    Looking at the other party's waving little wings, the Pope frowned slightly, "But didn't you say you can't eat now?"

    "That's right, but" Shen Wanqing was stunned, and she blinked, "You don't have to bite the neck!"

    She looked at the other party's clear and pure features, "I'll just drink some blood. You can only bite the neck when you're in human form."

    "How to drink?" Crystal asked.

    Hearing this, Shen Wanqing slowly laid her eyes on the young man's white fingertips. She blinked her crimson eyes and said, "Just drink a little?"

    Kristel naturally noticed Shen Wanqing's gaze on his fingertips. He was silent for a moment, then slightly pursed his lips and nodded, saying unhurriedly, "I understand."

    "Ah?" Shen Wanqing was confused, what did he understand?

    The pope stood up, his thin and slender body walked to the side, and he picked up the holy instrument hanging on the wall - the silver dagger.

    Seeing him holding the dagger, Shen Wanqing froze in fear, "Youyou, what do you want to do?"

    Hearing the girl¡¯s panicked voice, the Pope turned around. He looked at the fear in the other person¡¯s eyes, and lowered his eyes at the sacred instrument in his hand.

    The Pope¡¯s voice was calm, ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid, I won¡¯t hurt you.¡±

    He turned around and picked up a small cup. The small cup was transparent and had a frosted look. The outside of the small cup was engraved with the shape of a cloud.

    When he put the quilt in front of Shen Wanqing, Shen Wanqing stared at it stupidly for a few times.  Suddenly, she smelled an extremely sweet smell.

    Shen Wanqing's eyes turned red and she subconsciously looked up. She was stunned.

    The young man in front of him had a scratch on his originally white fingertips, and red blood flowed from the wound on his fingertips.

    And the blade of the sacred weapon that was originally held in the hand was extremely clean and was stained with blood.

    He put the holy vessel aside and picked up the small cup in front of him.  The blood flowing from the fingertips flowed along the rim of the cup.

    The seductive smell in the air made Shen Wanqing's pupils extremely red, and the fangs around his mouth were ready to move.

    After a while, Kristel placed the small cup in front of Shen Wanqing. Before he could speak, the little bat in front of him flew next to the small cup and drank the blood in the cup.

    Seeing this, Crystal pursed her lips slightly and closed her mouth.

    He turned around and picked up the handkerchief on the side. Following the young man's movements, the tassels on his shoulders swayed slightly.

    Shen Wanqing finished his drink with satisfaction. When he looked up, he saw the other party holding a handkerchief and wiping the blood on his hands.

    She stared.

    "Stop, stop!"

    The Pope paused slightly. He turned his face slightly, his face was beautiful and plain, "What's wrong?"

    "How can you wipe it!" What a waste of money!

    Shen Wanqing flew over anxiously and accurately hugged the injured index finger under the Pope's crown.

    Before His Majesty the Pope could react, the little bat in front of him hugged his finger and licked the remaining blood on his fingertip. He could still feel the little bat vaguely touching the fangs on his fingertip.

    It feels a little strange. This is the first time that the Pope has been so close to someone. Although he is still a little bat, it is still unnatural.

    The pope pursed his lips slightly, stretched out his hand to pull off the little bat, and whispered: "The wound has healed, just wash it." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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