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The two sides had a boring chat for a while and then stopped.

Cheng Han was too lazy to talk to these insidious vampires anymore and continued to study the captured demons and explore the secret of their birth.

The purple-blooded nobleman's expression was uncertain, but he had scruples in his heart and did not act rashly.

The area suddenly became quiet.

Only the monster cries of "whoop" and "whoop" could be heard from time to time, which was quite scary to hear in the silent night.

After a while.

A red-blooded nobleman lowered his voice and muttered: "What is that Wanhao man doing?"

No one answered.

No one knows the answer either.

The noble man with purple blood said with an old face: "He must have done nothing good."

This guy even "hummed" and gave evidence by the way: "The Wanhao people have always been very prejudiced against our clan, and they have secretly suppressed our clan many times."

The red-blooded nobleman responded respectfully: "Your Excellency!"

It then asked for instructions: "Sir, what should we do now?"

The purple-blooded nobleman faintly uttered one word: "Wait."

Its next sentence was filled with murderous intent: "I judged through the 'spiritual blood induction technique' that this Wanhao man is stronger than Zixue, but slightly weaker than Jinxue.

"I have just used the secret method of blood contract communication to request a powerful gold-blood noble to come for support. Wan Hao will be dead by then."

The red-blooded nobleman was a little worried: "The Wanhao people may really be reinforcements to support our clan. Will doing so..."

Although the words are not finished yet.

But everyone can hear the unfinished meaning in it.

The purple-blooded nobleman dismissed it: "Is the support thing true or false? Even if it is really support, Wanhao people dare to insult our clan, so what if they are killed?"

It chuckled softly: "This place is close to the abyss of death, and evil monsters can be seen everywhere. This Wanhao man is alone. Who knows which evil monster he was devoured by."

The subtext of this sentence is very obvious - destroy the corpse and destroy all traces, and refuse to admit it.

have to say.

This guy is not only cruel, but also quite cunning.

The red-blooded nobleman was sincerely convinced: "Your Excellency has no plans left."

The other vampires all had expressions of admiration on their faces.

Only the villager who had just tipped off the news, Kongda, had a very bad premonition, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

It vaguely felt that if it followed the purple blood noble's approach, the consequences would be very bad.

This guy doesn't know that this is actually a relatively rare talent.

Previously, a group of evil spirits attacked the village, and this talent allowed them to escape.

But Kunda was not qualified to interrupt at all, and he had no courage to leave. He could only stay here and suffer miserably.

It suddenly felt extremely regretful. It had somehow committed a crime before and decided to run to the town to report the news.

Ugh!

If Quan Dang hadn't seen Wan Haoren, wouldn't there have been such a mess?

A few more seconds passed.

The purple-blooded noble's bloody eyes flashed and he ordered: "Jialuo, go to the village now and see what the Wanhao people are doing."

The vampire called "Jia Luo" is also a red-blooded noble.

In its heart, it didn’t want to accept this dangerous task, but it didn’t dare to disobey it. It just had to bite the bullet and say, “Yes!”

"puff!"

Jialuo turned into a cloud of blood mist and quickly drifted towards the village.

Kunda watched this scene, and the sense of crisis in his heart became heavier.

It couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and driven by the desire to survive, it stepped back a little bit again.

on the other hand.

It has a bit of contempt for the purple nobles in its heart. It clearly knows that Wan Hao is powerful and has controlled five red-blooded nobles, but it actually forced its subordinates to investigate.

Really riding a horse is nothing!

of course.

It only dared to think about it in its mind, and it didn't dare to speak out even to death, and it didn't even dare to show the slightest expression.

Kunda originally thought that Jialuo would most likely be doomed, and the Wanhao man would probably not let it go.

however.

The reality is different than expected.

Ten seconds later.

I saw a blood mist drifting over and quickly transformed into a human form.

Jia Luo unexpectedly came back.

The red-blood noble looked a little strange, and it reported: "Reporting to your Excellency, the Wanhao people have dismantled the evil demon into several pieces, and it seems that they are conducting research on the evil demon."

The purple-blooded nobleman was startled and blurted out: "Are you sure?"

The guy paused and spoke in more detail: "After the evil demon is killed, won't it turn into black mist? Are you sure the evil demon has been dismembered?"

Jialuo nodded very firmly: "Your Excellency, I can see it very clearly."

It then told a detail: "The Wanhao man chopped off the evil demon's head and placed it aside. The evil demon's head was still screaming."

The voice just fell.

The cry floated over faintly.

"Ouch~"

"Ouch~"

the previous time.

The vampires didn't think much of it when they heard the demon's cries.

But now.

Everyone had a creepy feeling.

He still screams after his head is cut off, which really subverts the perception of this group of red-eyed people.

The purple-blooded nobleman frowned and thought for a while, then gave an explanation: "This Wanhao man is a bit weird. This may be some kind of secret method of the Wanhao clan."

This is nonsense.

Because saying it is the same as not saying it.

Jia Luo echoed: "That should be the case."

The noble man with purple blood asked again: "Where are the other people?"

Jia Luo quickly replied: "They are lying next to Wan Haoren, as if they have passed out."

Kunda lowered his head, feeling more and more contemptuous and regretful.

The Wanhao people were indeed a little harsh in their words, but they did not kill their own people. However, Lord Zixue wanted to kill the other party. It was simply too shameless.

The purple-blooded nobleman's bloody eyes flashed with a stern look: "This damn Wanhao man has no good intentions, he must want to use them as hostages!"

Jia Luo did not answer immediately this time, but responded after half a second: "Your Excellency has a sharp eye!"

Five minutes passed.

A powerful wave suddenly swept past.

A golden mist swept over quickly.

The noble man with purple blood was the first to bow and salute: "Welcome Lord Zate!"

The "Lord Zate" mentioned in this sentence is undoubtedly the gold-blooded nobleman it brought.

The other vampires quickly followed suit, not even daring to raise their heads.

The golden mist stayed nearby for a moment, then suddenly increased several times in speed and flew towards the village like a sharp arrow.

The purple-blooded nobleman raised his head with a smile on his old face: "Since Lord Zate has taken action, this Wanhao man will definitely die!"

But Kunda had a terrible feeling that death was imminent, his heart was beating wildly, and a lot of blood and sweat oozed from his neck.

When vampires are overly excited or frightened, the glands on their necks will secrete blood-smelling sweat to relieve emotional stress.

This is one of the racial characteristics of vampires.

Several vampires nearby smelled the smell and looked over curiously.

Kunda immediately understood in his heart - Wanhao people will not die!

This clan has angered Wanhao people again and again, and the other party will never show mercy again.

and so.

Lord Zate is dead!

This guy got it right.

Only a second passed.

A calm voice came from over there.

"court death!"

It was the voice of Wan Haoren.

next second.

A breathtaking wave swept across.

"Ah~"

This is a shrill scream.

This was obviously Lord Zat's voice.

The old face of the noble man with purple blood suddenly turned pale. This guy has already sensed that Lord Zate's aura is rapidly dimming.

The other vampires all panicked.

Kunda's heart skipped a beat, and besides being horrified, there was also a strong sense of unreality in his heart.

A powerful gold-blooded nobleman, who was also a high-ranking city lord, was killed by this Wanhao man in an instant.

It still doesn't understand that this Wanhao man definitely hides his strength, and the other party is a very terrifying strong man.

The purple-blood noble shouted in a hurried tone: "Everyone spread out!"

Just when the word "go" was spoken, the thing had turned into a ball of blood mist and swept towards the bushes not far away.

no doubt.

The noble man with purple blood is planning to run away.

Kunda was the first to react and rushed in another direction.

Its reaction speed is even faster than that of the Crimson Blood Noble One.

Because it felt strongly that the hand of death had already grasped its throat.

As long as this hand moves slightly, he will never see tomorrow again.

this moment.

The blood and sweat on Kunda's neck flowed like a waterfall.

After a while.

From the corner of his eye, Kunda caught a glimpse of an astonishing sight.

The blood mist that the purple-blooded nobleman turned into solidified in the mid-air strangely.

This scene looks like time has frozen.

at the same time.

Wan Haoren's cold voice came over: "You blood-sucking bedbug, where do you want to go now?"

"what!"

Accompanied by a wail.

The purple blood mist squirmed, turned into the form of a vampire, and landed on the ground with a "pop" sound.

Its body curled up, and its old face was completely twisted in pain.

Subsequently.

An even more horrifying sight appeared.

"Bang! Bang!"

The purple-blooded noble's two eyeballs suddenly exploded, and his screams became louder.

Kunda immediately stopped, his heart almost beating out of his chest.

Because this guy had an unprecedentedly strong premonition that if he took another step forward, he would definitely die.

as predicted.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

Screams sounded one after another.

The sound of "rustling" raindrops came next.

The blood mist that those red-blooded nobles turned into actually turned into rain and fell down.

The strong smell of blood filled the air.

They are dead.

He died so inexplicably.

Only the purple-blooded noble kept rolling on the ground like a disgusting worm.

Kunda was trembling with fear, as if he was in an extremely cold ice cave.

It suddenly realized that the Wanhao man had put away his kind side and showed his cruel side.

And then.

Footsteps sounded from far to near.

Kunda was sweating like rain.

It instantly realized that the Wanhao man was coming over.

No one has arrived yet.

The sound has arrived first.

"I just studied something from the evil demon. Since you have been pestering me, I will do some experiments on you."

The voice paused and then added: "This place is so close to the abyss of death, who knows which evil monster you were swallowed up."

This sentence was full of ridicule, obviously in response to what the noble man of purple blood had just said.

Kunda shivered even more.

Although it knew that these words were not directed at itself, it was still extremely frightened.

A few seconds later.

From the corner of his eye, Kongda saw Wan Haoren walking over at a leisurely pace.

Behind this man, there was a vampire.

It glanced back subconsciously and was immediately stunned.

I saw this vampire crawling on all fours like a monster.

Moreover, the vampire's hair had a faint hint of gold, and his pupils also shone with golden light.

"Ho! Ho!"

The vampire gasped like a beast, and his face was full of the desire to eat.

Kunda watched this scene, and there was a thunder in his mind.

Oh my God!

Isn't this a noble man with gold and blood? !

It then realized something. This Wanhao man used what he called "research" to turn the golden-blooded nobleman into a demon-like monster.

Is this Wanhao man a demon?

Only then did it understand how powerful this Wanhao man was. The golden-blooded noble Lord Zate was just a little ant to him.

but.

Kunda's body no longer trembled, replaced by a stone-like stiffness.

at this time.

It saw Wan Haoren smiling at itself: "All of this happened because of you. In that case, let you be the witness."

There was a buzzing sound in Kongda's mind: "It turns out that Wanhao people understand everything."

It also felt as if a noose was tied around its neck, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

By this time.

Kongda finally realized that Wanhao didn't intend to kill him, otherwise the other party wouldn't have said, "Let you act as a witness."

But there is no joy in its heart.

It knew very well that it would never survive.

the reason is simple.

It has seen too much and knows too much. Those nobles with red blood and purple blood will definitely kill it.

This is one hell of a joke.

Kunda didn't know where he got the courage. He bowed and said, "Your Excellency, it is an honor for me to be chosen by you as a witness."

Cheng Han glanced at the other party in surprise.

Kunda took a step forward and asked: "Sir, is there anything you need me to do?"

Cheng Han shook his head and said, "No, you can just watch from the side."

At this time.

Zat screamed "ho ho" again. It seemed to have regained some consciousness and shouted with difficulty: "Kill... kill me."

Kunda felt like he wanted to pee.

It could be seen that Lord Zate's state seemed to make him feel endless pain.

Cheng Han smiled back: "Don't you want to know the difference between the devouring of blood by your vampires and the devouring of evil demons?"

Zate shook his head with all his strength: "I... don't want to know... I... just want to die."

Cheng Han's tone became cold: "No, you want to know."

Just finished talking.

"Ah~"

Zate screamed, and his breathing became louder.

This guy immediately changed his words: "I... oh... I want to know."

"Gudu!"

Zate swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered vaguely: "I...I'm so hungry."

Kunda felt the need to urinate even more.

Because it noticed that Zate's gaze seemed to want to gnaw itself alive.