PFC Chapter 191 The most suitable blood
Chapter 191 The most suitable blood
As soon as these words came out, everyone in Bastian was stunned!
Although the teacher's consciousness is now blurred, he is still beside him!
Sean actually had no scruples.
All the greed in my heart for the teacher was displayed.
What does it mean to be "satisfied even with my blood."
He was talking about "blood" to the teacher.
He was simply declaring—
He also wants to be the teacher's third dragon, just like his uncle and Kaloy.
He didn't even look at Bastian.
Sean used his fingertips stained with sword energy to lightly scratch his neck.
Blood gushed out.
He held the back of Irene's neck, pulled her towards his blood-stained neck, and coaxed softly:
"Drink, it'll be okay."
Stimulated by the alluring sweetness, Irene subconsciously wanted to take a sip.
But when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he realized that the hair color of the person hugging him was neither silver nor light blue.
But light brown.
"Sean?"
Even though her consciousness was blurred, Erin still stopped moving.
"It's me." Sean raised the corners of his lips with a gentle and caring smile.
Didn't call herself "Mabel".
Whether he was drunk before or now.
When the master's consciousness was weak, he always called his own name.
Eileen moved her body, as if struggling,
"Where is Rodis? The person Bastian called, why are you?"
Bastian quickly replied: "I didn't have time to call someone just now, Mabel came by herself.
"I don't know how he got in, or how he..."
"You don't need to know." Interrupting the young man, Sean lowered his head and coaxed Erin.
"Just suck my blood and let me help you."
Blinking hard, Erin tried to stay awake as much as possible.
"No, if your magic core can't bear it, you will be sucked dry by me."
"You can bear it!"
Holding Eileen tightly, Sean leaned into her ear, speaking in a very small voice but speaking clearly:
"Master National Preceptor, I am an orc. I am much more powerful than you think.
"Anyone's magic in this world may hurt me, but yours will not."
"Orc?" Erin was stunned when she heard this.
His thoughts, which were not very clear to begin with, became even more confused when he heard the word 'orc'.
what is this?
Why have you never heard of it?
It doesn't appear in "Golden Stigmata" either.
"Correct."
Sean held the back of her neck and brought his bleeding neck to Erin's lips.
"Trust me, you won't hurt me. You'll know after you taste it.
"Perhaps no one in this world is more suitable for you than my blood."
He brought his neck to his lips.
The blood gushing out stained the upper lip and seeped between the lips and teeth.
It's not as sour as Bastian's blood at the beginning, nor as sweet as it is later.
Sean's blood didn't smell fishy at all.
Like her favorite red wine, you can actually taste the berry flavors of raspberries and cherries in your mouth.
It fits so well, really fits so well.
There is no blood here, this is obviously my most greedy cup.
The extremely pleasant taste made Eileen unable to stop.
The remaining rationality in his mind was suddenly swallowed up by this sweetness.
Unconsciously, he stretched out his arms and hugged the man's neck.
Erin leaned forward and sucked.
Bastian on the side, seeing this scene in front of him, the jealousy in his heart almost drove him crazy!
They are also emotionless and simply suck blood to replenish their magic power.
But when the teacher bit his own neck and drank blood, he was cautious the whole time.
Why is the teacher so impatient when it comes to Sean?
Could it be that this is the difference between strong and weak magic power?
Because I am too weak, the teacher is indifferent?
Strong, I really want to become strong!
Jealousy, I started to be crazy jealous!
He could accept that the teacher had traces of his uncle all over him.
It's also okay to accept the fact that Caloy once touched the teacher.
But he couldn't accept that the teacher would hug another man again!
Crazy with jealousy, his golden eyes were bloodshot.
Bastian stood up suddenly and rushed over to pull the two of them apart.
He's fast, Sean is faster.
He grabbed Erin's waist, picked her up, and moved her aside.
"Don't move! You'll hurt her!" Sean struck with a sword across his face.
"When she absorbs my magic power, if she is forcibly interrupted, there will be backlash."
"Nonsense!" Bastian glared angrily and retorted loudly:
"Do you think I don't understand anything because my magic core is disabled?
"When a magician absorbs magic power, there is no such thing as backlash. She can stop at any time!"
Faced with Bastian's angry rebuke, Sean said nothing.
He just held the back of Irene's neck again to make it easier for her to suck his blood.
Bastian didn't feel that Sean was feeling guilty.
Although he pursed his lips into a straight line and remained silent, the young man still noticed the secret joy in his eyes.
"What are you planning?!"
plan?
Huh?Haven't I been gritting my teeth, frowning, and looking worried and panicked?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually saw it?
Unfortunately, it's too late.
The moment the Imperial Master sucked his own demonic blood, everything settled.
Yes, Bastian is right.
The magician can stop absorbing magic power at any time.
But at this time, the Imperial Master is not absorbing magic power.
She was sucking her own demonic blood.
These themselves secretly stimulate the power of blood and produce the demonic blood that roars with desire.
It will slowly penetrate into her internal organs and eventually gather in her demonic core.
Although the one-sided roar could not leave the mark of love in the hearts of the National Master.
But there will definitely be an uncontrollable feeling left behind.
Just a little bit is enough.
As long as there is a little bit, there is a chance to become her third dragon!
I couldn't suppress my excitement at all.
Sean's light honey-colored eyes slowly turned into an eerie green.
Bastian's heart tightened when he saw this.
Even more determined, Sean secretly made some small moves.
"Sean Mabel! You are despicable and shameless. How dare you treat the teacher..."
Before Bastian finished speaking, he saw a golden light emitting from the magic core in Irene's abdomen.
The light is dazzling, and the power is so powerful that people can't look directly at it.
Irene also seemed to be stimulated, her delicate body softened, she actually stopped smoking, hugged Sean and fell asleep.
"Teacher! How do you..."
"Don't make any noise." Sean hugged Erin, "She just fell asleep."
"Asleep?" Bastian was puzzled.
"When a magician absorbs magic power, doesn't he become more energetic the more he absorbs it? Why does the teacher fall asleep?"
He moved his arms and changed his arms to a comfortable position for Erin to hold.
Sean raised his eyes to look at Bastian and suddenly laughed.
"Because she didn't just suck my magic power, she also sucked my love."
The golden pupils suddenly tightened, and Bastian was shocked and angry.
"Sean Mabel! The teacher is my uncle's fiancée. Are you trying to steal a woman from your uncle?!"