Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 722 My Blood Hunter Brother 47
Man Luo looked at the elder who was defending himself, with blood in his eyes: "What a coincidence, Giovanni Yunle said the same thing at the time. Guess how he is doing now?"

Everyone's body was shocked, and they raised their eyes to look at Man Luo.

The girl's voice sounded, gently reaching the ears of every blood race: "He is dead."

The elders' eyes widened in disbelief: "How is this possible?"

Yun Le is already a prince-level blood race, and his ability is stronger than almost all the blood races present.

These days, they suddenly lost contact with Yun Le. They thought that the other party had encountered something and hid their whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, she died in Xingran's hands?

Doesn't that mean that the current Xingran is far stronger than the blood prince.

The complexions of the elders suddenly became even uglier, and they finally realized that the Xingran who came back this time was completely different.

Her strength became stronger, and she no longer feared them elders. She changed her previous gentle temperament and became decisive and domineering.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be in awe, Man Luo slowly curled his lips, waved and threw the ancient scroll to the blood elders.

"Then make a choice, die or sign this."

The elders glanced at each other, opened the scroll, and when they saw the content on it, their faces sank.

"This is a master-servant contract? After all, we are also the elders of the blood race, how can we sign such a thing..."

The elder of the blood clan hadn't finished speaking when a short blade brushed against his neck, and his body froze suddenly.

The aura around Man Luo was full, and under the gentle and harmless smile, there were many murderous intentions hidden: "Since the elders don't sign, then they choose to die? That way...it will save trouble."

The chattering elders suddenly fell silent, showing unwillingness.

The master-servant contract has huge constraints on them. Once the contract is signed, it is equivalent to serving Xingran as the master. At that time, they can no longer violate Xingran's wishes.

As the elders of the Sabbat, they have always been aloof, so why are they willing to be servants?
But if they don't sign this contract, maybe they will die at Xingran's hands now.

On the surface, Manro seems to have given them a choice, but in fact, the two options in front of them are dead ends. They either sign a contract to be Manro's servants, or they can't even be servants, and they will directly become servants in the hall. Another handful of black sand.

The life of the blood race is long, but this does not mean that they are not afraid of death.On the contrary, they fear death even more than humans.

In the end, the elders chose to sign the contract.
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In just one meeting, the situation of the Sabbat has been turned upside down.

Of the blood clan who betrayed the original owner, Man Luo didn't leave a single one.

Those restless elders and senior officials were also subdued by Man Luo.

The entire hall was deadly silent, and the arrogance of the blood races was gone.

The elders have nothing to do with Man Luo, and how dare they, ordinary blood races, stand up and point fingers.

Man Luo sat on the throne without wearing the heavy crown, but the blood clans all bowed to salute, more respectful than ever before.

At this moment, a slender and beautiful young man suddenly walked in from the entrance of the main hall. His facial features were sharp and handsome, but his temperament was calm and restrained.

From the moment he approached the gate of the palace, the young man's eyes fell on Man Luo.

The vampires stared at the young man's dark pupils, with shocked expressions on their faces.

This boy is obviously a human being.

(End of this chapter)