"Didn't Your Excellency the Prince never think of leaving that god of medicine from the East in my bloodline?" said Duke Connaught word by word. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as Duke Connaught's words fell, Prince Donald, who had been lazily half-leaning in his chair, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight, the crimson light shone in Prince Donald's eyes, and the compelling momentum suddenly overwhelmed Duke Connaught.

Duke Connaught muffled, feeling that he was directly pressed against the chair and couldn't get up, but even so, he still had to bite the bullet and say what he was about to say in a cold sweat: "Not for anything else, but for Prince Donald to think a lot about the pureblood that my blood clan may be born in the future." ”

"For the sake of the future purebloods, what do you think?" Prince Donald said lightly, abandoning his coercion. It seems that those old fellows of the Council of Elders really didn't give up when they saw the Yellow River, and they actually took his previous warnings as a deaf ear, and they still dared to make such an idea, is this when he Prince Donald is dead? Okay, he wants to hear what tricks these guys can say!

Seeing that Prince Donald had taken away the coercion on his body, Duke Connaught mistakenly thought that his words had moved the honorable prince, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. Sure enough, this "pure blood" is a dead hole that all the blood clans can't bypass, and when it comes to this, even if there is a noble existence like a prince on the other side, he has to act cautiously, otherwise he is likely to be classified as the public enemy of the entire blood clan.

Thinking of this, Duke Connaught couldn't help but feel a little proud, after all, it was a proud thing to be able to suppress the next prince so that he had to listen to his "advice", isn't it?

"What's wrong? Are you dumb? Don't you hear me asking you?" Prince Donald felt his feet itch and swollen as he looked at the fool in front of him, and he always felt the urge to leave a mark on the fool's ass with his big feet.

"Ah, yes, yes. Duke Connaught, who was woken up from his fantasy, suddenly scrambled, and Duke Tang Jie, who was watching on the side, shook his head secretly.

Peeking at Prince Donald, all of a sudden, Duke Tang Jie had a plan to retreat. This Duke Connaught usually looks fine, how can he really be so stupid when he encounters something, and he works with such a guy, and this is the final result...... , Duke Tang Jie secretly shook his head - he, not optimistic!

In particular, if others don't know about this Prince Donald, can he still not know it? Remembering the first time he had met this noble prince, no, at that time this was only a marquis, and he had only touched the threshold of a viscount at that time.

That was during their second holy war with the Holy See. The bloody figure was so terrifying that it didn't look like a marquis's attack at all, and the stumps and severed arms that kept falling behind him...... , when I think of it, it makes Duke Tang Jie feel like his legs and stomach are weak.

glanced at the self-righteous Duke Connaught with a little contempt, he knew that this guy couldn't look down on him, because he could mix with this duke's strength at the top. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he accidentally saved the life of the Great Elder of their Fanzhuo Clan during the Second Holy War, and then with his own prudence and meticulous temperament, he won the blue eyes of the Great Elder, so that the Great Elder was exceptionally promoted and rewarded with a drop of his essence blood.

But so what? Look at the Prince Donald sitting on the throne, he doesn't think that the killing god on the battlefield of the holy war will change his temperament and become a vegetarian, in fact, just think about the sentence that the elder left when he came-"Don't be reckless in everything, just start up, and let others do what you are doing." If Prince Donald had spoken, then whatever the outcome was, just do what he says. You can get a glimpse of it.

A figure who can make the great elders taboo for three points, where can a small duke like them be offended. Looking at the Duke of Connaught, with his tail cocked and a peacock-like appearance, he bared his teeth and claws and spoke loudly in front of Prince Donald. Duke Tang Jie carefully distanced himself from him, perhaps he should have considered more now how to prevent this dead idiot from dragging him into the water.

Duke Connaught, who didn't know that he had been defined by Duke Tang Jie as "being a Death Star", was desperately buttoning one big hat after another on Duke Donald's head like chicken blood, intending to force Prince Donald to compromise with "righteousness".

"Your Excellency Prince Donald. Duke Connor straightened his chest and showed a righteous and awe-inspiring look, "Duke Tang Jie also said just now, Miss Catherine is in good health now, if it is not as good as an accident, she can give birth to the first pure-blood of my blood clan, that is just around the corner......"

"I think you've already said that about this before. Prince Donald said slowly, could it be that this idiot would only say such a thing back and forth?

"Yes, of course, I've said that before. Duke Connaught's face was embarrassed, and he coughed lightly to hide his discomfort, "You see, although my blood clan had a difficult pregnancy before, it was not completely absent, but the only one who could see the hope of pure-blood birth was Miss Catherine this time, don't you think we should pay attention to this successful experience?"

"I think I have a record of all the treatment sessions. Prince Donald said slowly.

"No, that's not enough if that's just that!" said Prince Connaught, waving his arms and looking extremely excited, "Count Dracula has brought the record to us before, but, everyone, you have seen it, can anyone understand it? No! Yes, no one can read it! So this record is completely useless to us!!"

"And what do you want?" As if completely untouched by Duke Connaught's agitation, Prince Donald's voice remained in the same tone and speed as before. But if you look closely, you will find that the prince is not completely indifferent, for he has already gathered up his previous languid appearance, and his sunken face makes him look like a sword about to take off its scabbard, flashing with a sinister coldness. (To be continued.) )