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The more powerful an existence is, the less able it is to bear being shackled by force, and Armand is obviously not an exception.

Speaking of which, those who get the "besieged city" of Immortality and Immortality are willing to give up everything to get out of it, and once upon a time, they were also one of the people who wanted to get in crazily.

In a sense, Tan Zhao is actually in a very delicate middle ground. Maybe after a long, long time, he is tired of this kind of life, and maybe he will choose to stop.

The words "immortality and immortality" sound wonderful, but time is cruel, and it will give the "betrayer" the most straightforward and severe punishment. Those who abandon time will eventually be abandoned by time.

Armand's state is very relaxed, escaped from the identity of the blood race, after a short period of discomfort, he quickly learned to control the current soul body, and also regained a little sense of peace when he was a human being.

This kind of Armand made Cyril very strange, so strange that if it wasn't for the same voice and the same face, he would not be able to recognize him at all.

"Are you...are you abandoning us?"

This sentence also expressed the aspirations of all the vampires in the open and in the dark. If the blood clan does not have a prince, then the binding force of the agreement will decline, and the three generations of blood clan will become the top of the pyramid of the blood clan. For myself, it is not a good phenomenon.

Tan Zhao raised his head to look at the sunset, the sunset in summer is always a little later than usual, the twilight surrounds the whole mountain, the sky is smudged with fiery red, and nearby... are the dark red eyes of the blood race.

At this moment, his cell phone rang inappropriately.

Only then did Tan Zhao realize that tonight seemed to be a full moon night.

He picked up the phone, and the voice of the little ancestor's grandmother sounded on the other end: "Owner, call for money!"

"..." Why did he feel like that, "Have you eaten and drank the wolf cub? Oh, by the way, on the night of the full moon today, watch him."

"Okay, two game consoles."

In such a serious environment, Tan Zhao couldn't help but smile, "Co-authoring with you, the game console is the currency unit?"

"One is fine."

In the end, Tan Zhao still paid for the game console, and also gave some instructions by the way.

When he picked up the phone, the last ray of light from the sky fell into the bottom of the sea, and was replaced by a cold moon disk. I don't know if it was Tan Zhao's illusion, but he felt that the moon tonight was really round.

Now that the initiative is completely in Tan Zhao's hands, even if the blood clan wants to save their prince, it's not like Armand.

Cyril has calmed down a lot, at least his eyes are as red as before.

"Shen Huanying, what exactly do you want to do?"

Tan Zhao pointed to the outside of the mountain, and asked back: "It's not what I want to do, but what you want to do. Kidnap my friends and disrupt my life. Ask yourself, can you stop this?"

"No, you can, Cyril, just because you are in the east doesn't mean you are weak. In the confrontation between me and you, you are constantly testing my bottom line, or you are testing whether I am the rumored one or not. Prophet."

Cyril met Shen Huanying's eyes. He had seen such eyes once in the blues. They were deep and sharp. They were the eyes of a strong man, and he shouldn't ignore them at that time.

A strong man whose bottom line was challenged, what did he do?

"So, you just..."

Tan Zhao shook his head: "Of course not. Although I am not a good person, I am not despicable. In this matter, I just accepted a 'corpse entrustment'. If you want to, you are welcome to place an order. But do you want to accept the order? , that's my business."

Corpse entrustment?

Cyril's eyes widened. Is it what he thought?

Before he could figure it out, a small transparent glass bottle was stuffed in his hand. The blood-colored liquid was only half filled. Under the moonlight, there was a coquettish beauty.Almost involuntarily, he removed the top cork.

In an instant, a domineering and seductive smell of blood rushed straight to his forehead, instantly blocking his thinking.

He even thought that if Shen Huanying hadn't pushed the stopper back for him, he might have drank the wine in it by now.

"what is this?"

Tan Zhao leaned against the tree, with a bit of evil in his voice: "The one you've always wanted, the real Bloody Mary." To be precise, it was the leftover liquid from the daytime bartending.

Cyril was holding the small bottle, like holding some hot potato, it hurt his hands, but he was reluctant to throw it away.

The reason why the prophet is a prophet is that it can affect the two races of werewolves and blood races.

Under the full moon, the werewolves began to transform one after another, and the sound of howling wolves suddenly sounded from the wild mountains in the suburbs, and there was a slight to faint smell of blood in the air, but for the two races who are sensitive to the smell of blood, this smell The taste can even be called strong.

This is the blood of the prophet, and every dark creature who smells it makes a judgment in his heart.

This is not the smell of light and reason, but... the smell of destruction.

All eyes were on the young man standing with his arms folded under the moonlight. His figure could even be called thin, and his delicate face was comparable to that of a vampire. The smile on his face was like a warm spring breeze at this moment, but in the summer night breeze The smell he sent showed his extraordinary identity.

The Prophet, the Destroyer.

A person who can shake the lives of two clans, an existence that easily killed the prince of the blood clan, Tan Zhao took out his sword again, and he was not in a hurry to win. After getting all the creatures out of the formation, the moon finally rose to the highest When empty.

Amidst the howling of wolves one after another, Tan Zhao used his spiritual power to activate the formation that had been drawn on the ground.

"it's time."

As a ghost who has successfully changed his profession, Armand has been in front of qualified onlookers just now, and it is not without the blood clan who wants to bring the prince back, but they soon discovered that the soul is untouchable.

Armand's exquisite face was completely exposed under the moonlight, and the originally transparent soul body was also solidified. Tan Zhao only heard the other party chanting something in an ancient and deep language, and all the blood races fell silent for an instant.

"Right and wrong, you have your own conclusions, see you no more."

The moment the formation was fully activated, Tan Zhao glanced at the calm sky, because it was in the mountains, the stars were extremely bright, and he could clearly see the stars all over the sky through the treetops.

"Thank you."

The last two words are spoken in Chinese, softly, like the boundless moonlight tonight.

Tan Zhao raised his hand and waved it, and the golden light of the formation rose instantly, covering Armand's soul, and after a while, only the silent mountain forest remained.

Fantastic and magnificent, it is impossible to describe in words. At this moment, the blood clan even envies their prince.

But Tan Zhao didn't care about this. After hitting "Knock the Mountain and Shake the Tiger", he stretched, thrust the sword in his hand into the space, and yawned lazily: "I'm leaving if there's nothing to do. See you later."

As he said that, he disappeared in front of everyone, not caring what kind of trouble he had caused.

When Tan Zhao woke up the next day, he saw the local news that a pack of wolves seemed to be infested in the suburbs of City B. Some people said they got lost from the grassland, and some even said that some people escaped from the local zoo. Aite posted the official blog of the zoo, but in fact, it is far more absurd than the people who eat melons guessed.

After breakfast, Tan Zhao received a call from Ren Xuan, who expressed that he wanted to receive leg recovery treatment and was willing to pay the price he proposed.

But there was one thing, which was beyond Tan Zhao's expectation, Ren Xuan was not in the hospital, but in Huo Shao's small villa.

When Tan Zhao arrived, he also saw the little ancestor dominating the game in front of the game console. He reached out and picked up the little beast and moved it: "Tell me, did you not sleep last night?"

"Haw!"

Tan Zhao didn't speak human words when he was excited. Seeing Ren Xuan who was pushing the wheelchair in, Tan Zhao moved another Fengli.

Just when he was about to speak, Huo Jinli ran out from the room next to him. He seemed to be in good condition, but his expression was a little funny: "Shen Huanying, you... take a step to talk."

This matter sounds so horrifying, Huo Jinli didn't even care about Ren Xuan, and directly pulled people away.When he reached the secluded place, his voice instantly rose an octave: "You killed the blood prince? You are the real werewolf!"

Tan Zhao: "...Speak as you say, why are you attacking personally, this is just a 'corpse entrustment'."

If there is no denial, it means that it is true. Huo Jinli looked at Shen Huanying's eyes with a bit of admiration: "How did you do it? Why are you being rumored to be a destroyer, but you were still a prophet yesterday ?”

You have access to the Internet in your own village, so blame him?

"This is their misunderstanding of me."

Huo Shao: ...I don't think so.

After looking at it for a few times, Huo Jinli said, "Do you need to go out and hide? Oh, yes, Li Mu is still locked in the basement by me. Your little ancestor is guarding him, so he didn't dare to run away."

"Hey, that's just right, you go and ask Ren Xuan if you want to pursue him for kidnapping."

Hawkingley jumped up: "Why me?"

Tan Zhao stretched out his hand to push the wolf cub: "Because I am going to be a ferocious werewolf, underage werewolves are not allowed to watch."

"No, I'll be an adult in less than a month!"

"That means you are not an adult, no."

Then when the basement was closed, all the breaths were locked by Tan Zhao, even though the wolf cubs sniffed hard outside, they didn't smell anything strange.

The light in the basement was dim, and the vampires of the eleventh generation were mediocre. It took Li Mu a while to recognize the person as Shen Huanying.

Tan Zhao grabbed a chair and sat down, then said, "Are you surprised or surprised?"

Li Mu: "...Are you going to kill me?"

"Why should I kill you? You have committed a crime, and you have your own law to punish you. You don't think that blood can escape prison, do you?"

"Then what are you going to do?" Li Mu asked vigilantly.

Tan Zhao propped his chin and said, "Since the convention can't bind you, then find something that can bind you. For example, how do you feel about being a new man?"