I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

On the way back, Manjushage wanted to say hello to Count Dracula.

She originally wanted to book a room for Fan Yin and Wu Chang and let them wait here, but when they heard the name "vampire", their eyes flashed with burning light and their faces showed that they wanted to go.

It is normal for Fan Yin to have such a reaction. It is hard to find something in the world that she is not curious about.

As for Wuchang, should we say it is a characteristic of being a dark magician? The enthusiasm he shows is no less than Fanyin.

"That's good. The Count should like the hustle and bustle." Manjushage thought about it and felt that since Thesis was dragged into the castle to take a bath just by chance when he passed by, Dracula William himself must be very hospitable.

In that case, why not take Wuchang and Fanyin to take a look at the castle?

Anyway, she still has the deer-head crystal given by the count with her. As long as she arrives in this area, Count Dracula will definitely be able to sense it.

With the speed at which he gathers information, perhaps by the time Manjusaka and his group arrive at the castle, the vampire and his loyal servants may have already prepared a warm welcome ceremony for them?

It was still the same gloomy road, but when the carriage reached the corner, the view suddenly became clear and the road became wider.

When seeing this change for the first time, Lycoris radiata already found it incredible.

Unexpectedly, this time, Count Dracula seemed to welcome their arrival by covering the ground with flowers. The golden sunlight sprinkled on the road, like a mysterious path leading to an unknown country in a fairy tale.

"Oh, isn't this such a waste?" Wu Chang looked at the petals flying around the carriage, his eyes full of longing.

Even though he said it was not good, he couldn't help but be moved by the scene.

Fan Yin even lay down on the side of the carriage, trying excitedly to catch the flying petals, but she almost fell down and was kicked back into the carriage by Doyle.

On both sides of the flower-paved road, there are many bat monsters like Ding Ding, with round bodies, a pair of small wings, barbed tails, and pointed ears on their heads. They are responsible for sweeping the petals on the road.

I believe that whether it is the arrangement of the flower path under your feet or the maintenance of Lengyue Ridge in daily life, it will be done by these cute little bats.

The carriage was speeding along the flower-paved avenue. The chubby little bats were completely different from the terrifying monsters in the legend. They were like soft elves, concentrating on flapping their wings that did not match their fat bodies and following behind to clean up the mess. The scene was so dreamy.

The carriage stopped by the roadside as usual, and the group walked for a while before stopping when they saw a huge black sphere.

"Does the vampire live in this?" Fan Yin poked it subconsciously and found that his finger could sink into it without feeling anything.

She bravely put her hand in and took it out, feeling it was very interesting. She was about to ask others to try it as well, but she found that Doyle was looking at her provocatively, and then he stepped in and disappeared into the shadows.

"Ah, so we can go in directly?" Fan Yin then remembered that Manjushage and the others had been here once and must be more familiar with it than she was.

Following Doyle through the barrier, everything around us was pitch black.

She subconsciously felt scared and instinctively reached out to explore, but immediately touched something and was so scared that she immediately pulled her hand back.

"It's me." Doyle cast a spell to illuminate the surroundings, with a smile of success on his handsome face.

"Is that so... Ahhhhhh!" Fan Yin was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she found a tall, pale man in a black suit standing next to her.

The most terrifying thing about seeing this kind of scene in the pitch-black environment is that you finally trick the goddess into your hand, but when you hold the coming-of-age ceremony, you find out that she also has the same holy weapon.

Fan Yin jumped towards Doyle at lightning speed.

Because the movement was so fast, Doyle only felt something soft flying towards him and subconsciously reached out to catch it.

When Luo Shiqi, Manjusaka and Wuchang came in, what they saw was Fan Yin hugging Doyle's neck tightly and being picked up by him around the waist.

"So you two are having an affair?" Manjushage's eyes immediately lit up. Nothing is more exciting than gossip.

"I hate this world filled with the atmosphere of love." Wuchang had a sad face and it seemed that he had suffered a great blow.

Luo Shiqi didn't say anything, but just patted his shoulder with a look of relief.

Hearing the noise around her, Fan Yin, who had been lying on Doyle's chest and trembling with fear, finally opened her eyes and found that everyone was looking at her. Only then did she realize something was wrong.

She first raised her head in confusion, as if trying to figure out the current situation, and unfortunately met Doyle's gaze.

I have to say, although Doyle is a bit noisy and has some peculiar preferences, this face is undoubtedly a rare treasure in the world.

Seeing his appearance from such a close distance was completely a charm to the ignorant and simple girl, not to mention that being held in his arms like this made her feel very safe.

This overly perfect face almost made her forget that a big hand was wandering wantonly on her waist and abdomen.

"Ahhhhhhhhh - put me down!" She almost screamed and struggled in Doyle's arms, feeling ashamed and annoyed. This scared Doyle and he quickly put her down.

After standing up straight, Fan Yin wanted to explain that it was not her intention, but Er actually stretched out his fingers with a satisfied look on his face and exclaimed: "Girls' bodies are so soft."

"I agree..." Luo Shiqi agreed with this very much, but before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the back of his head.

Manjushage glared at him angrily, but in Luo Shiqi's opinion, this expression had no lethality and made her look even more charming.

"Um, sorry to bother you all." At this moment, Pal coughed at an inopportune moment and bowed to Fan Yin. "Miss Fan Yin, I'm sorry to scare you. Due to my negligence, I didn't provide lighting in time. I apologize for the poor hospitality."

"No, I'm just too timid, it's not your fault - may I ask, what should I call you?"

"Spiritual Breath Pal."

Seeing that he even apologized so elegantly, Fan Yin panicked for a moment: "Just call me Fan Yin, Mr. Pal."

"I am Wuchang." Wuchang said immediately when he saw them introducing themselves.

Hearing this, Lingxi Pal stood up very dignifiedly, turned sideways to the back, and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture: "Then, the two guests Fanyin and Wuchang, as well as other old friends, please come in. The Earl has been waiting for you in the castle for a long time."

Being treated so solemnly, Fan Yin was in a good mood, but this good mood was immediately ruined by a big evil hand on her waist.

"Behave yourself." Fan Yin slapped away Doyle's hand that was rubbing her waist, and then put on a calm smile again: "Then I'd rather obey you than be disrespectful, Mr. Pal."

"Stingy guy, you've seen me, so what's wrong with touching me a few times? How about I let you try mine?" Doyle seemed extremely obsessed with this, and even used his outstanding body to seduce Fan Yin.

She immediately put on a sullen expression, but when she saw Doyle's plump, perky, muscular buttocks, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. She was about to agree, but was interrupted by Manjushage: "Everyone, it's not convenient to talk here, why don't we go in and talk first?"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" After she reminded him, Fan Yin realized that he almost fell into the trap of the pervert Doyle. Although this deal sounded very cost-effective, it was actually a win-win situation for him.

Thinking of this, she stepped on Doyle angrily.

"Ah!" Doyle wailed in pain, "Can you at least touch me?"

"Who wants to touch you, you pervert Doyle!" Fan Yin was so angry that she quickly ran to the front, but her fair and tender face turned red.

Wuchang was watching from behind, his face full of helplessness.