C19

"Dear Claus, I was trapped in the mouth of a terrifying crocodile for a few days, because they thought that I was carrying a mysterious baby. They even treated me like a little mouse and conducted all kinds of experiments. "Am I not going to confess?" Bai Lu was not an idiot, she rolled her eyes, looking down on Claus's IQ. Elijah, on the other hand, was staring at his little brother's hand with extreme worry.

Claus was stunned, was it really his seed?

A child, a baby, his child? Claus sorrowfully thought that in his long life, there had never been something that could cause him to be at a loss for what to do.

Sophie's eyes were filled with tears, "My sister gave her life, so in order to complete the incantation, she had to confirm that she was pregnant."

Claus and Elijah turned to look at her, but Sophie continued to threaten them fiercely, "Because of Jane An's sacrifice, the lives of the girl and her child are now up to us. We can keep them safe, and... You can also kill them. "

When Elijah heard the word "kill", his footsteps changed direction, and Claus's expression became even more sinister. Before he could even open his mouth, what had happened to the group of witches?

Sophie continued to request Claus, "If you don't help us settle this Maser, then don't blame me for it. I will make sure your Wolfwoman won't live to see his in maternity clothes."

"Wait!" Elijah hurriedly stopped her thoughts.

"What did you say?" Bai Lu was astonished. She had already completed her mission.

"Enough." Claus calmed down. This was a threat, they had eaten the guts of a leopard, and unexpectedly, someone dared to threaten him.

Bai Lu was astonished by the reality before her. She had thought that it was just a simple transaction, and now that transaction was going to endanger her and her child's lives.

Glaring at the heartless man who had nothing to do with her, she had no intention of relying on him, because he seemed to be more unreliable than any witch.

Her child, she would save.

Elijah had angered him, and Bai Lu and the two of them glared at each other.

"..." and so on... "Wait a minute, okay?"

Claus's eyes turned red, he hated being threatened by others. Regardless of whether he cared or not, Sophie wanted her dead, as for Wolfwoman and the child, he did not care.

"If you want Maser to die, he will," Elijah promised as he stood between the two of them, "I will personally kill him."

Claus glanced at Elijah, and then put his hand down.

Bai Lu glanced at Elijah. No, of course Elijah knew. He was also the Ancestral Vampire, and, in fact, the brother of that damned Claus.

"No," Sophie still expressed her disagreement, and she shook her head at Elijah, "Not yet … We have to carry out our plans, and there are a lot of rules. "

Suddenly, Claus calmed down, and faced Sophie with his teeth bared, "You dare to order me to use something that you think is my weakness to scare me?"

Pushing Elijah's hand away, Claus could not be bothered to continue, "This is a boring scam." Claus whispered into Elijah's ear, "I've heard enough lies, you've done it. Brother, I don't need you to care about my matters."

Then, Claus turned around and was about to leave.

"Claus." It came from Elijah's gentle call.

Elijah called out to him with concern, gentleness, and hypocrisy.

Claus couldn't help but stop in his tracks as he looked at Elijah. The two brothers looked at each other, and Elijah used his middle finger to cover his mouth and ears, "Listen."

Familiar pulse.

The heart of the baby was beating rapidly, and Claus could feel the call from his blood.

Deep inside his heart, a strand of thread was moved. Claus was shocked by the unimaginable throbbing that surged up as his ice-cold facial features slowly melted. He couldn't help but want to reach out to touch Lu Lu's stomach and experience that warm, soft, and delicate feeling along with that wondrous pulse.

— Claus clearly felt a baby that was connected to him by blood.

This was the spiritual pulse of the clan support.

Every time, they would rely on their pulse to find their family, and even escape from their father's bloody pursuit.

The pulse of the soul.