Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

"Huh?" Feng Qian was stunned for a while, and his head turned a little bit.

There was some doubt in the dark eyes: "Isn't Your Majesty a blood race? Do you need to drink blood?"

With such a noble status as His Majesty the Blood Race, it is easy to **** blood.

A vampire will automatically offer the sweetest blood to His Majesty.

But...isn't it necessary to **** blood?

His Majesty the blood clan raised his eyes lightly, and the light purple eyes casually swept across the girl's slender and fair neck.

Eyelashes lowered again.

Explain quietly: "I'm not like them."

His Majesty the blood clan, who has been sleeping for ten thousand years, has an ancient and pure bloodline.

The reason is...

"I'm... the first blood race."

First Generation?

Feng Qian opened his eyes slightly.

In other words, the fragment is the ancestor of the blood race that exists today...

The girl nodded thoughtfully.

His Majesty's lavender eyes were somewhat startled.

He is the first generation of blood.

Born with unparalleled power.

The world calls it the power of the demigods.

The blood clan that is the same as Yiluo in the first generation does not have such a powerful power as Yiluo.

They were gradually eliminated by the world and fell into eternal sleep.

In the end, only Ilo remained in the first generation.

Long lonely years, Yiluo chose to sleep.

After waking up from a slumber for thousands of years, because of his noble and pure blood and powerful strength, he was established as the king of the secret party.

Not long after, Yiluo chose to sleep again.

Waking up from a deep sleep this time, Ilo accepted the elder's request and agreed to a peace contract with humans.

Go personally to suppress the demon party.

Afterwards, the blood races were unified.

Yiluo was naturally embraced as the blood family's majesty.

However, after that, Ilo locked himself in the North Hall.

An undisturbed corner.

The reason why he chose to sleep is probably because there has never been anything in this world that can make His Majesty the blood clan nostalgic.

Unintentional power, and do not need blood to be born.

A long sleep is the best choice.

This time, waking up suddenly was also an accident.

The blood of His Majesty's eyes fell lightly on the girl.

Light-colored thin lips pursed lightly.

Feng Qian moved closer to the other party, raised his head slightly and asked, "Then... Your Majesty is my feeder, and I am His Majesty's blood servant. If you don't need blood, what should I do?"

This is indeed a problem.

His Majesty's lavender eyes narrowed slightly.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

After a long while, he quietly lowered his eyelashes, as if he was seriously thinking about the girl's problem.

The duty of the blood servant is to provide fresh blood to the owner.

irresistible duty.

And he doesn't need blood.

Being a girl's owner seems to be just an impulse.

His Majesty the blood clan was also a little stunned.

half an hour.

His Majesty said slowly: "You just... just live here quietly."

The nice and warm voice slowly rolled out like a jewel, with a slightly cool temperature.

Like a fluttering snow feather.

Feng Qian blinked and stared quietly for a few seconds at His Majesty the unparalleled beauty.

Nodding: "Hmm."

Well.

but……

The girl asked, "So... where does His Majesty plan to live?"

The snow-white and cold bloodline His Majesty was silent for a moment.

Feng Qian suggested: "It's better to live next to me, so that your Majesty can find me easily if you need anything."

The girl proposes wisely.

Blood servants live close to their owners, so it is really convenient to provide blood.

Although His Majesty does not need blood, Feng Qian still has a task to protect His Majesty.

This is the blood race, the Holy Land of Darkness.

It stands to reason that the dark air is very likely to be contaminated with debris.

Therefore, Feng Qian had to be a little wary.