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Chapter 115 The Saint Who Fell in Love with a Vampire (16)

Fashur took off the red rose pinned on his ear. His eyes were filled with blood again. "I want to leave!"

"Did you hear that? He wants to go with me." Lin Qinghe raised her chin towards An, "You have to know that a forced melon is not sweet. Fashuel doesn't like you, so you can't force him."

"...Why don't you like me?" An turned into a human form. His slender and powerful hands grabbed Fashuer's shoulders. "I don't care. You sucked my blood..."

Fashur struggled hard but failed to break free. "Let go. Why should I like you? Are you sick? I'm a vampire! A male vampire! There's no good result from interracial love!"

Fashur was indeed anxious. This was the first time Lin Qinghe heard him speak impolitely.

"..." An didn't say anything. His big snow-white tail drooped to the ground, his eyes full of disappointment. "But I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

"...Have you two discussed it? Wake up Alette. I have important things to do, and time is running out." Lin Qinghe urged from the side.

"Where is Aileite? Take us there quickly!" Fashuul showed his sharp fangs towards Anliang, without a trace of nostalgia on his pale and handsome face.

"He can't get out now." An's ears twitched, and he realized that he was rejected again, so his voice was a little muffled, "It's snowing in the north now, and the ice underground is very thick. You can't dig him out."

"...Don't you have ice-related abilities? Stop pretending." Fashur rolled his eyes.

"I have it, but I don't need it. Unless you marry me tomorrow." An said the same thing.

After Fashuul said "Fuck", his eyes turned red and looked at An, "You still want to fight, right?"

The blazing fire surrounding him formed a sharp contrast with the icy world surrounding An.

"Don't fight, don't fight, we can still discuss this." Lin Qinghe winked at Fashuer, "Yin Wen and Rowena are here too."

"Really?" Fashur's eyes lit up, the blood color in his eyes gradually faded, and the waves of fire around him gradually disappeared.

An was surprised that he stopped, and the cold air surrounding him also weakened a lot.

"You can't talk about love like this." Lin Qinghe said to An earnestly, "For a high-ranking noble vampire like Fashuel, forcing love with him will not lead to any result."

"..." An's eyes lit up, and then his gray-blue eyes dimmed again. He had no idea how to be with the person he loved.

"Do you like him?" Lin Qinghe asked An in front of Fashuer.

The answer was affirmative. An's tail shook gently behind him and he nodded seriously.

"Then you have to respect him. You can't force love on him just because you are stronger than him. You have to respect his wishes." Even as a ruthless practitioner, Lin Qinghe knew that only on the premise of mutual respect can one love normally.

Otherwise that kind of love would be quite deformed.

"You are absolutely right, Clara. How many blood servants have you had before? You actually have this kind of experience!" Fashur felt that what Lin Qinghe said made sense.

"Hahaha, Clara, you should start a class. This wolf king should be the first to sign up." Yin Wen's cheerful laughter came from outside the door.

Behind him, Rowena whispered to Lin Qinghe using lip language, "We found Alette."

Lin Qinghe understood what she meant. After nodding to Rowena, he pulled Fashuer and wanted to leave.

An, who was still standing there in a daze, grabbed Fashuer's other hand and said, "Are you...really going to leave?"

"Yes." Fashur said indifferently as he tried to break free from An's tight grip on his wrist.

Unexpectedly, An calmly let go this time. His gray-blue eyes looked deeply at Fashuer, "We will meet again."

"..." Fashuel had no good feelings towards An, who had imprisoned him for more than ten days. He rolled his eyes without regard for etiquette and pulled Lin Qinghe out of the frozen cabin.

Walking in the world of snow and ice, Fashuel was relieved to see the light of day again. He said to Yin Wen, "You know Ailete, right? Let's go over and dig him out!"

He also saw Rowena's whispered lip language just now.

"Your fire may be needed then." After learning about Alette's situation from Yin Wen, Lin Qinghe was speechless.

Fortunately, Fasil was called over. After all, Alette and his subordinate vampires were trapped in a thick layer of ice. Without Fasil's fire, it would be very difficult to dig them out.

An was also very honest. In order to prevent the vampires sleeping in this land from waking up, he actually sealed the cemetery where Aileto and others were sleeping with ice fifty meters thick.

Even if this damn Alette turned over in the middle of the night, the coffin lid would not move at all.

Looking at the high ground in front of them that was frozen by ice, Lin Qinghe pushed Fashuer out and said, "Quick, use your fire to melt the ice."

The snow that was still falling in the sky was controlled outside the cemetery by Yin Wen's ice ability. Seeing that Fashuer's ice melting speed was too slow, Lin Qinghe simply bit him, sucked his blood, and copied his fire ability to melt the ice together.

Rowena, who was able to control plants, circled around for a long time and finally put her face close to the ice, trying to wake up the plants underground and make them break through the soil and push up the thick ice.

Several vampires kept the prince alive all night, and finally dug up Alette's coffin when the sun was about to set the next day.

Alette was sleeping in a dark coffin. After opening the coffin lid, Lin Qinghe saw him lying peacefully in the coffin with his hands folded.

"We have dug it out, but how do we wake him up?" Yin Wen said breathlessly.

Lin Qinghe directly smeared the black mud on his hands onto Alette's pale face, "Wake up Alette, if you don't wake up I will soak you in the cesspool!"

Her hand, which was covered with black and yellow mud, was suddenly grabbed by a slender hand. "How can you be so vicious, Clara!"

"What did you put on my face?" Alette glared at Lin Qinghe with his light green eyes and threw her hand aside.

He gracefully stood up from the coffin, flew onto the ice, took out a white handkerchief and carefully wiped off the black mud on his face.

Yin Wen threw away the shovel in his hand and muttered to himself as he watched Alette wipe himself again and again, "I forgot that he likes to be clean."

"Clara, what did you wake me up for?" After wiping his face, Alette patiently lifted out the coffin he had buried in the ground with his bare hands.

Seeing the thick and large ice and snowflakes flying around, Alette was surprised and said, "When did the North get so cold? The snow buried me so deep?"

"You know, if we hadn't come to dig you out, you would never be able to crawl out until you die!" Yin Wen muttered, "Also, your territory has been occupied by the werewolf clan. Hahahaha, you are now a lonely old man without a territory!"

Alette said indifferently, "I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to live in Clara's Monditis!"