Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

The dark and damp air was mixed with a strong smell of blood.

It was a somewhat fragrant smell with a hint of sweetness, which instantly cleared Yu Zhen's turbid brain.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a man with long hair like a waterfall, his hands tied behind his back, kneeling on the ground in a very oppressed posture.

On the wall behind him, there was a circular, glowing magic circle, with waves of light flowing on it, and the overflowing energy seemed to be exploiting his life and controlling his body.

He had long jet-black hair and his naked upper body was covered with scars. Blood kept dripping from his body like a winding river, gathering under his body, and then gathering together from the grooves on the floor under him and flowing into the prepared golden cup.

There was a torch burning on the stone wall, and he had his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

Tick, tick.

The blood was almost full, and the golden cup was red to black in color. The strange sweet fragrance was like a breeze, constantly drilling into her nose.

Yu Zhen understood.

The inexplicable fragrance in the air must be the smell of his blood.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak.”

A strange noise suddenly came from the side, making Yu Zhen turn his head to look over.

When she looked up, she found a small bat flying out from beside her, and impatiently landed on the edge of the cup, then lowered its head and drank a sip of the blood in the cup.

The bound man did not open his eyes.

But the little bat started to behave strangely after drinking a mouthful of blood.

It fell straight from the edge of the golden cup to the ground as if it was drunk, and then its body began to swell abnormally.

With a "bang", it turned into a pool of blood.

As expected of him, he is the leader of the vampire clan. Even if he is imprisoned here and becomes a blood bag of the Holy Church, the purity of his blood can easily kill all living creatures.

Yu Zhen couldn't help but pat his chest.

She lowered her eyes and looked at her black, furry little wings, and couldn't help but be glad that she had held back.

That's right, her start in this world didn't seem very good, she turned into a tiny bat.

Good news, I saw the villain as soon as I opened my eyes.

Bad news, as a little bat, how is she going to defeat the big villain?

Before Yu Zhen could think about it, the door opened.

A man in white holy robes walked in.

He held the cross in his hand, lowered his eyes to look at the bloodstain left by the bat on the ground, and spoke.

"Your blood is truly the most tempting thing in the world," Derek reached out and picked up the golden cup, taking a deep look at the sticky liquid inside. "As long as they have your blood, the remnants of the vampire clan will only continue to step into the trap set by the Holy Church."

"Who would have thought that the blood prince Legolas would be imprisoned in a dungeon by the Holy Church, living a life worse than that of a mouse."

After the blood was taken away, the faint light emitted by the magic circle behind Legolas suddenly dimmed.

The visible scars on his body were recovering rapidly and disappeared in a moment.

This man possesses a recovery ability that is difficult for ordinary people to possess.

Derek was jealous of the man's powerful abilities, but was also glad that such a powerful man was successfully captured after crippling ten cardinals of the Holy Church.

"...Are you done?"

Legolas, who had been motionless as if dead, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the person who came.

Yu Zhen was a small kid, hiding on a small window high up in the dungeon, and he saw the man's eyes at a glance.

He had a pair of ruby ​​eyes, like the blood flowing from a nightingale's chest being pierced.

He was clearly in a weak position, forced to kneel on the ground in an oppressed posture, but wherever his eyes reached it was like a snowstorm, with a biting cold wind and an arrogant arrogance.

Derek took a step back at the look in his eyes.

This small step was instantly noticed by Legolas, who gave him a mocking sneer.

"What are you laughing at?!" Derek roared in a timid manner.

Legolas raised his chin, as if he saw an interesting toy, and said, "You."

"Damned vampires! Filthy creatures like you are destined to have no mercy from God!"

"They should all be hanged! Dry-dried in the sun!"

Derek was furious. He picked up the cold whip on the wall and hit the man on the face.

There was a "pop" sound.

The whip hit his face hard, and a blood mark quickly appeared on his face.

The vampire race has always produced beauties, and Legolas, as a prince of the vampire race, is extremely beautiful. Even in such a situation, his face is like snow on the mountain top and the clear moon.

The whip marks ran across the right side of his face, but strangely, they did not destroy his handsomeness at all. Instead, they added a different kind of beauty to him, making people want to... blaspheme him harshly.

Although Derek is a man, he couldn't help but stare in amazement for a moment.

Legolas sneered, quickly bringing him back to his senses.

Derek's face became even uglier. He swung the whip frantically. The only sound in the room besides the whip hitting the flesh was Derek's curses: "Dirty devil! If you hadn't seduced Elena with such a hateful face, how could she have died?!"

Because the magic circle behind him only maintained basic operation, the whip wounds on Legolas' body recovered extremely quickly.

As soon as Derek vented his anger and put down the whip, the wounds on his body healed again.

"Devil...you are all devils..."

He knew that he could only do this much because he needed Legolas' blood and his superiors were not ready to execute him now.

But it will be soon. Once Legolas loses his effectiveness completely, his death will come.

"Don't be too happy too soon. The Holy Church has long known that your subordinates are willing to risk their lives to rescue you."

"But you probably don't know that because of your blood, your subordinates are as stupid as pigs. Even though so many of them died, they still stepped into the trap again."

"Legolas, you won't live much longer."

Derek managed to see a look of disgust on his face.

He turned around and walked away holding the golden cup as if he had won a battle.

The dungeon returned to silence again.

Yu Zhen keenly discovered that Legolas's stern face seemed to have become even paler than before.

He lowered his eyes, and looked like he was dead again.

She flapped her wings carefully, flew from the high window to the ground, and then took small steps to approach him little by little.

The little bat was so black that it was inconspicuous in the dark dungeon.

She carefully walked to Legolas's knees and tilted her head up to see his current expression.

Did he fall asleep?

"Little Bat."

A low, velvety voice sounded softly.

He opened his ruby ​​eyes and stared at a small dark shadow near his knees. He opened his lips slightly, licked his fangs with the tip of his tongue, looked at her with a seductive look in his beauty, and said -

"You want my blood?"