I have a beautiful vampire wife

Cloths flew everywhere, the girl screamed, and the man laughed wantonly, and they instantly echoed in the room.

The man knew very well that this might be his last carnival before his death!

As the man kept tearing, the woman was stripped down to a half-covered and seductive white sheep in a moment, adding a bit of temptation.

The girl was no longer able to struggle at this time, and her eyes were wet with tears of despair. She murmured with lifeless eyes:

"Merciful Lord! I am your devout believer, why do you let me suffer such hardships?"

The girl was not only the first heir to Transylvania, but also a devout believer of the Roman Catholic Church.

In Transylvania, she has always been synonymous with beauty and dignity, and her character has always been peaceful.

She was naive and even considered giving her throne to her brother, but she didn't expect that

the desperate and helpless girl had already given up praying to the gods of faith. At this time, she obviously found that praying to the so-called gods was completely useless.

Seeing her disgusting brother cutting the rope and about to separate her white legs, she couldn't help but shout in despair:

"Who can save me! I am willing to give everything I have!"

"Puff! Ugh!"

The man opened his eyes wide and looked at the tip of the sword piercing through his chest, blood dripping continuously.

"Hehe~"

The violent panting, mixed with the fear of death, blood surged from his mouth.

She turned her head with difficulty, red armor, black cloak, and when she saw the man who suddenly appeared behind her, her pupils couldn't help but shrink and dilate.

"The Impaler! Vlad!" The man said, and died instantly.

"This, this is coming so fast!"

The girl looked at the scene in front of her stupidly, and felt that her brain was not enough at this time. Her cherry lips were wide open, looking very cute.

Until she found that the man was looking at her, the girl suddenly came back to her senses.

The girl who witnessed all this, instead of being afraid, looked straight at the heroic man who suddenly appeared to save her from danger, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

Her heart, which had been calm about the man, began to beat "bang bang" when facing this man who suddenly appeared.

Vlad looked at the delicate girl in front of him who was naked, her face gradually flushed, and her breathing suddenly became rapid, and he couldn't help but feel very interesting.

He passed the man's body, slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently lifted the girl's delicate and white chin, and looked at it carefully.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly and her body gradually stiffened in the face of Vlad's domineering and frivolous behavior.

At this time, she was very clear about how attractive her current state was.

But facing the man's unreasonable behavior, the girl didn't know why, but there was a little bit of joy in her shame.

Faced with such a situation, the girl's eyes became more flustered and ashamed, as if she was caught in a weird cycle.

At this moment, Vlad looked at the tall and attractive black straight girl in front of him. The original elegant and dignified temperament was gone at this moment, and there was only the charming and blushing girl's posture.

"What you said before~ is true."

Hearing the words coming from her ear, the girl was confused at first.

But she soon understood the meaning. Facing the man who saved her in despair, the girl nodded without hesitation.

"Of course it's true, I am willing to give everything I have!" The girl's voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes were firm.

Facing this man who suddenly appeared to save her when she was full of despair and helplessness, for some reason, the girl was very convinced that this man was the prince she had always dreamed of.

This feeling is very mysterious, but very real.

Vlad's mouth corners slightly raised, loosened the girl's jaw, and his fingers slowly slid down from her slender neck: "Your name."

"My name is Verona," the black straight girl said with a trembling voice.

At this moment, under the domineering gaze of the man and the touch of his fingers, she was very sensitive and ashamed, completely losing her usual coldness and dignity.

Her body trembled involuntarily, and an unprecedented sense of being conquered constantly stimulated her nerves at this moment.

For a time, she, who had originally lived a dull life, fell into a strange state of trembling.

This special psychological stimulation made her feel confused and a little bit of desire from the heart.

Vlad naturally noticed Verona's current state, and a look of understanding appeared in his eyes.

However, Vlad at this time fell into deep thought because of the girl's image and name.

Just because of the girl's image and name, he felt an inexplicable familiarity.

As he searched his memory, Vlad couldn't help but widen his eyes strangely.

Because he already knew why he was so familiar with this girl.

Van Helsing!

The name of a movie suddenly appeared in Vlad's mind.

The girl in front of him is the eldest sister of the three beautiful vampire brides of the vampire Dracula: Verona!

Isn't this the world of the first year of Dracula?

Vlad was just losing his mind because of his discovery.

"Can you untie the rope on my hand first?" Verona, who was still a girl with long black hair, said softly with hazy eyes and shy face.

Vlad came to his senses and didn't think about it anymore. He untied the girl's rope first.

Verona stood up, stretched out her slender arms to cover her key position, and said with a shy blush:

"I~I don't know what to call you yet."

Vlad looked at the beautiful and lustful girl in front of him and said casually:

"Just call me master."

"Ah~?!!"

The girl opened her mouth, first in confusion, then in shock.

Vlad stepped forward, his strong and straight body approaching Verona with a strong momentum.

He took the girl's tall, fair body into his arms and said domineeringly:

"You don't want to!"

Verona didn't know why, but when she faced Vlad, the girl's delicate body suddenly went numb.

A trembling from the heart suddenly surged up, and Verona said softly:

"I do."

It wasn't until she finished speaking that Verona came back to her senses. She suddenly felt a sense of shame, as if she didn't recognize herself at this time.

"How could this happen! Why do I feel like myself no longer when I see him?"

Although it is a bit convoluted, it is indeed the case, as if it is destined.

Although Verona had some doubts in her heart, for some reason, she felt relaxed and excited in her heart, as if it should be like this.

"How strange," Verona thought to herself.

Looking at Verona who was burying her head in his arms because of shyness, Vlad's lips curled up slightly.

Looking at the dim sky outside the room, the world is getting more and more interesting!

Blood filled the palace, and the chaotic shouts of killing still hadn't ended yet.

For the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire, who were elite soldiers in many battles, they were here to suppress rebellions, rather than to make war profits.

At this time, only a small part of the chaos in the city was caused by the remaining resistance forces.

The real chaos was actually caused by the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire who broke into the city and allowed the low-class refugees to take advantage of the chaos of war and fish in troubled waters.

The Ottoman Empire army commanded by Vlad at least knew some rules.

Every time the city was breached, General Vlad allowed his soldiers to party for a day, but was prohibited from attacking civilians. After all, civilians did not have much wealth.

But it occupies 90% of a city. Doing so can not only break the will of the common people to resist to the death, but also achieve the result of dividing the stubborn noble forces.

Coupled with Vlad's brutal piercing torture in the past, Vlad has rarely encountered stubborn resistance since he became famous.

After all, no one wanted to face a brutal Vlad.

This time is no exception!

This also made Vlad the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire, the most relied-upon general, and even directly canonized Vlad as the king of the Principality of Wallachia.

After this rebellion was suppressed, it was time for Vlad to return and inherit the throne.

Walking in the palace of Transylvania, Vlad said to the nearby guards:

"Send the order and maintain order in the city. What I want is a intact Transylvania!"

"As you command, Lord Vlad."

The guards bowed their heads to Vlad with a look of fanatical reverence and left quickly.

He paid no attention to the beautiful girl in ragged clothes behind Vlad.

Verona, who heard the guard calling her from behind, knew the man's name at this moment.

"You are the Archduke of Impalement, Vlad!" The girl's expression was very surprised.

"Huh? Didn't your brother say that just now?" Vlad said with a raised eyebrow.

The girl's eyes evaded in a panic, and she hesitated to look at Vlad.

Looking at Verona's slender fingers stirring in her hands, her blushing face looked like a deer stumbling around in a panic.

Vlad knew it, but he didn't expect that in Van Helsing, the beautiful vampire bride would appear grand, confident and ladylike.

It actually looks like this at this time, it's really

This won't work. It seems that it needs to be carefully trained and trained.

Fred smiled evilly: "Interesting."

The girl Verona looked at Fred in confusion. Although she didn't know why he was laughing, the moment she saw Fred smiling, she also laughed inexplicably.