rose flower ban

Zuo Yin's eyes fell on Qi Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The smile inside seemed to be pouring out because of seeing something interesting.

Zuo Yin understood in just a moment.

Qi Yan was teasing him.

The gloom in my heart spread immediately, but when I met Shang Qi Yan's slightly raised eyebrows, I suddenly felt a little discouraged.

Still don't care about him for the time being.

Zuo Yin turned her face away, not looking at him.

Qi Yan also lowered his eyelashes.

Qi Yan didn't even think about what would happen when marking.

It was even more unexpected that Zuo Yin would think of this, and even cared about it very much.

·

Yann is really fast.

When Qi Yan returned, Fei Rui was already waiting.

"My lord." Ferry bowed respectfully, his voice was still steady, and he never found any mistakes in his etiquette.

It was also the first time for Zuo Yin to take a serious look at this legendary perfect gentleman.

And only loyal to the top deacons of the Prince of Cappadocia.

He didn't know his identity when he was sent here before, but now he can see it.

The rumors are true.

Qi Yan lifted his jaw slightly, walked to the main seat and sat down.

The white and slender five-finger joints are distinct, and they are tapping the handrail one after another, making little noises.

The prince's majesty could not be concealed and spread from all around him.

This is the aura that the real owner of Cappadocia should have.

Zuo Yin paused, and his blue pupils shimmered.

Yann sat down on a wide chair at the bottom, looking at Qi Yan eagerly, as if asking for praise.

When Qi Yan looked sideways at him, a big smile appeared on the latter's face.

·

Fei Rui has long been used to Yann's attitude in front of Qi Yan, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong, "I have done what my lord ordered."

The efficiency of top deacons has always been first-class.

Qi Yan nodded.

Ferry continued: "The Holy Banquet will start in three days, and I hope your lord will be ready by then."

"So fast!" Yann had heard about the Holy Banquet before, but he didn't understand it carefully, and he didn't have a chance to understand it. Hearing this, he couldn't help being excited.

With such an attitude of not caring about others, he doesn't care about Zuo Yin's existence at all.

The werewolf clan had already been captured, and the rest of the werewolves fled in all directions.

The Holy Banquet of the Blood Race is a major event of the Blood Race, and both the Blood Hunting Alliance and the Holy Court understand it.

And the werewolf clan, which has been fighting with the blood clan, also had the same grand event.

That is the night of the full moon when Aconitum blooms.

Zuo Yin's eyes darkened when he heard this.

It turns out that the blood feast is about to begin.

No wonder he entered the Fanzhuo Clan auction so easily. It turned out that the curtain song had already sounded.

Counting the time, Aconitum will soon be in full bloom.

The night of the next full moon when Aconitum blooms will be his coming-of-age night.

After several twists and turns during this period, Zuo Yin actually forgot about it for a while.

……

"Three days later." Qi Yan thought for a moment.

The holy feast was about to begin, and the Bruhe clan would definitely not allow the Blood Hunting Alliance to detain Jesse at such a critical moment. From the perspective of outsiders, all the blood clans in the Bruhe clan were troublesome guys.

Among them, the three elders and one party are even more serious.

Perhaps Xu Xingzhou knew this, so he had no choice but to come up with Qi Yan.

He knew that among the blood clan, there was probably no one who would not be afraid of the death clan.

Fei Rui heard the whole story from Yann, and naturally everything has been arranged. Hearing Qi Yan's muttering, he quickly responded, "Don't worry, my lord, the Bruhe tribe will not make any moves in the near future."

Zuo Yin heard the meaning behind his words.

That is Xu Xingzhou's request, he will help to fulfill it, but he will not interfere with any extra things.

It is worthy of being the butler of Cappadocia.

Sure enough, everything was arranged seamlessly.

After reporting all the matters, Ferry left the main hall, but his back was a little hasty.

***

"Tsk tsk." Yann looked at Ferry's back and shook his head.

When Qi Yan looked at him, Yan Xingxing looked at him, "Does your lord know why Fei Rui left in such a hurry?"

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, Yann saw it, his mouth moved and he was about to speak cheerfully.

It's really rare that there is something that Mr. Qi Yan doesn't know about!Yann was a little excited, and it all showed on his face.

Seeing this, Qi Yan suddenly wanted to tease him, and conjectured in his heart: "It must be Gabriel who caused trouble again."

Gabriel was the only one who could make Ferry so anxious that he even forgot the etiquette.

When Yan Yan heard Qi Yan's answer, his joyful expression collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, "My lord has been asleep for so long, yet I still know this."

Lord Qi Yan is really omniscient forever.

Qi Yan chuckled and gave him a chance to show off, "What trouble did Gabriel cause this time?"

...

Jasmine Gabriel.

Except for Ferry, the perfect top-level deacon, she is the second most famous in Cappadocia.

All the blood clans agreed that Gabriel, who pursues beauty to the extreme, seems to be more suitable for this title than the Toledo clan, which is famous for its beauty and excludes the degenerate and stupid existence of the clan, but also includes gorgeous and elegant talents. .

There are countless suitors among the thirteen blood clans for such a dazzlingly beautiful existence.

But she didn't even give a glance.

Only those who know her know.

It wasn't that Jasmine Gabriel looked down on those blood races, but that none of them met her aesthetics, nor could they meet her requirements.

If those vampires who think that she looks down on them are not because her aesthetic sense has reached its peak, but because Jasmine Gabriel is obsessed with their skulls, I am afraid that they will be insensitive to beauties in this life.

……

Yan curled his lips, but he still answered honestly, but he couldn't hide the schadenfreude in his words: "The last time when Ferry entered human society, Ferry didn't pay attention to Gabriel for a while, and she actually followed An Lun's example. star...

"For her, Ferry opened a company in the human world. I heard that Gabriel once again talked about his mate selection criteria in front of the media, so Ferry rushed to solve this mess."

Gabriel's mate selection criteria, no one knows.

At the beginning, she did not know what to say in front of everyone.

"If someone can let me drain all his blood, and then willingly dedicate the skull cover to me, maybe I will regard him as my lifelong love."

This is the original words.

In human society, people once thought she was an antisocial personality and wanted to take her for a checkup.

After repeated persuasion, Ferry had no choice but to give up. He could only follow behind and deal with the trouble for his old partner.

I don't know the truth, but I listened to Zuo Yin:  …

It turns out that the fourteen clans that other blood clans consider mysterious are nothing more than that.

After Yan finished narrating, it was only after realizing that there was a guy like Zuo Yin here.

His eyes widened, and there was another burst of regret.

Gabriel hates it when people talk about her hobbies behind her back.

It can only be said by herself.

And extremely vengeful.

·

"Why don't you say anything here!" Yann took the lead in criticizing, and then looked at Qi Yan.

Qi Yan gestured to Zuo Yin with his eyes, but the latter didn't look at him.

"Zuo Yin." Qi Yan called out.

Zuo Yin gave a "hmm".

The ending sound raised slightly, as if in doubt.

"You didn't hear anything just now." Qi Yan glanced at him and said in an uncompromising tone.

Zuo Yin raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.

Seeing Qi Yan's eyes were deep, looking at him.

"I didn't hear anything." Zuo Yin compromised and had to repeat.

Forget it.

Zuo Yin sighed inwardly.

Don't compare yourself to little cubs.

Moreover, who told him to have a "master-servant relationship" with Qi Yan now.

***

For two days in a row, the Bruges did not move.

Until the third day, the eve of the Holy Feast.

It is estimated that I finally mustered up the courage to dare to come, but I was turned away before entering the border of Cappadocia.

Ferry, who received the news, was waiting here immediately.

The visitors were several men with different clothes and different eye colors, but their clothes were all rusted with a dark black logo, which represented the family emblem of the Bruhe clan.

At the same time, they also fully demonstrated what kind of clan the Bruch family is.

The Bruges are not only powerful in combat, but the clan is also divided into three factions.

And the three elders belong to the Idealist who controls the power.

"Mr. Ferry, please pass it on." One of the tall and strong men spoke, and his rough voice hit the eardrums, causing a burst of discomfort.

Ferry's expression remained the same, gentle and polite, but he directly issued the order to evict the guest, "The third elder, please go back, my lord does not see guests."

"You!" The tall and strong man stepped forward.

"Come back," a dull middle-aged voice suddenly came from the car, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, "Deacon Lao Fei, send my greetings to the Prince."

After all, the group left in a mighty manner.

Fei Rui watched them go away, his eyes were not happy.

...

"Leaving?" Qi Yan shook the cup in his hand, which was filled with brightly colored plasma.

Ferry: "Yes."

It is estimated that no one in the blood clan would dare to break into the death clan.

This is also the reason why the third elder had no choice but to leave even if he was rejected in person.

Can not provoke, also dare not offend.

Qi Yan's black eyes fell, and the blood on his hand stayed for a few seconds.

Ferry's eyes shifted slightly.

When Qi Yan's voice came, Fei Rui raised his eyes and looked over.

There was nothing in Qi Yan's hands, and the color of her lips remained unchanged.

The cup of blood plasma just now was just his hallucination.

"I will take Zuo Yin with me." Qi Yan said lightly.

Ferry's eyes changed slightly.

Qi Yan's words were just to inform him to make arrangements, and Ferry would only obey.

"Yes."

***

Holy land of the blood race, the feast begins.

"why?"

Such a grand event of the blood clan, Qi Yan would bring himself along, sitting in the carriage Zuo Yin couldn't help but ask.

"Shouldn't the blood slave take it with him wherever he goes?" Qi Yan asked back.

Then slowly turned his gaze to Zuo Yin, and spoke casually.

Taking it for granted, Zuo Yin kept silent and looked away.

...

This is the first time that Qi Yan has publicly appeared in the public eye of the blood clan. Although there are many members of the thirteen clans who are in awe, they want to see the existence of this rumored closest ancestor.

Last time, because of Winfern's selfishness, the Vatican disappointed these vampires with such a mentality.

"This time, I should be able to meet that one." One of them raised his head.

Then there was a lot of discussion, and suddenly someone said, "It would be great if I could see that lord use his ability."

The result was a burst of laughter.

"Do you want to die, David?" A woman's brisk voice sounded from behind.

Tingting, a woman in a red long dress, walked over gracefully and plumply. When she saw someone looking at her, she smiled back with an extremely charming smile.

"It's her again." Someone said in a low voice.

It was the same group of vampires last time, and that woman.

The woman's figure is excellent, but if you look at her face, you will see the potholes when she smiles, distorted by the sunlight.

A holy banquet that will last for ten days and nights, these vampires who claim to be aristocrats look down on women.

The blood clan is a mysterious and ancient existence. It attaches great importance to blood, and is arrogant in the name of elegance, but only has other attitudes towards one clan.

That is the exception among the thirteen clans, Nosferatu.

This is a clan that is ugly day by day after first embrace.

Nofil tribe.

Because of their appearance, they can't live in the crowd like other clans, so they can only stay away from this human society, and are also rejected by the blood clan.

At this moment, although some blood races have some opinions on women.

But he didn't point out that because the Nuofele tribe is a group of extremely united guys, no blood tribe would provoke such a group that is annoying to look at.

A bunch of things that can only live in dirty sewers and dark and dank tombs.

Never mind.

But what she said was indeed good. Once the adult's supernatural power came out, there might only be dead people, so there was no way to refute it.

·

"That's the symbol of Cappadocia." Whoever shouted, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The bloody rose family emblem, with bloody vines winding around the silver cross in the center.

The mysterious and distant temperament carried an unspeakable power.

The black carriage gradually approached from a distance.

Da da da.

The sound of a carriage rolling over the ground.

Inexplicably, a white mist rose up to cover the outline of the carriage, making it appear gloomy and weird, and it was somewhat scattered by the clear and melodious sound of wooden bells.

It's just a sense of discord and disharmony.

The silver cross, the crest of the Clan of Death.

The symbol of taboo, placed in the blood rose, also heralds death.

The holy court always used the cross when dealing with the vampires. The low-level vampires were even unable to resist the divine pressure of the cross. Although the high-level vampires could touch it, they would feel burnt like touching silver products.

As long as the cross is inserted into their hearts, the blood race can be wiped out.

And the blood hunter can also deal with the vampires by purifying silver products and melting them away, which can also kill the vampires.

now.

The silver cross, with invisible oppression, is full of terrifying aura.

·

"It's the one who's here." The words of the woman in the red dress brought all the blood races back to God from the wait and see.

This sentence undoubtedly expressed the aspirations of all the blood races present.

"Prince Winfern." Another voice.

Wen Fern was walking with gentle steps, surrounded by a group of princes from different clans, the thirteen clans echoed each other with their emblems.

All the existences of the blood clan who stand at the pinnacle of power gather together.

Winfern looked at the princes around him and exchanged glances with each other.

The light golden pupils flickered to show their majesty.

Winfern nodded to Estan, the butler who was standing on the side. Estan understood and bowed to the honored nobles who had been waiting for a long time and said politely: "Please also go to the altar together."

Similar to the complicated rituals performed during human sacrifices, there are similar rituals during the Holy Feast of Blood Race.

The sacrifice of blood, the arrival of new life.

None of the blood clans would refute the orders given by the princes, let alone make sensational things in such a grand event, and marched towards the altar one after another.

……

"My lord, they're gone." Yann leaned on the window lattice and looked out.

All blood clans in the thirteen clans will participate in the altar sacrifice, except the fourteenth clan.

After the altar sacrifice, there will be a sacrificial ceremony next.

Zuo Yin had also heard a little about these itineraries. On the eve of the full moon night when the aconitum was in full bloom, the werewolf clan would also have the same sacrifice.

Through the open gap of the car curtain, he stood the tallest man among the blood princes.

Prince of the Bruch clan.

Zuo Yin's eyes darkened, and a hostility spread from his whole body.

Qi Yan was keenly aware of his abnormality, and suddenly said: "Yan."

Yann froze for a moment, then turned around, "My lord?"

Qi Yan said softly, "You go down first."

"Huh?" Yan was a little puzzled, but soon understood, and smiled, "Don't worry, my lord."

Qi Yan looked at him.

"I'll clean up the house first." Yann patted his chest and said, his voice couldn't hide his joy.

Ferry is not here for the time being, since the adults brought him here, I should do everything myself.In this way, maybe the adults will take him out next time.

After saying that, Yann got out of the carriage in a hurry.

Before getting off the car, there was a series of pleasant laughter, and there was something to do!

Qi Yan: ...

***

Qi Yan took a closer look at Zuo Yin.

There was a faint appreciation in his eyes that he didn't know where to come from.

Seeing the extermination enemy, he could still hold back, but his eyes were a little fierce, and his stern eyebrows became more and more cold.

Qi Yan looked at Zuo Yin with great interest.

It is out of heart to keep him as a blood slave, but he is also quite curious about Zuo Yin's experience.

It seems that he is just a young man with ordinary werewolf blood, but his temperament is not as ordinary as that of blood, and he still maintains a neutral attitude in front of him.

His unopened facial features already have sharp eyebrows and eyes, and he doesn't know what it will be like when he becomes an adult.

Being able to master the talent of the werewolves at the present stage, which no one else has mastered, is enough for Qi Yan to notice the difference in Zuo Yin.

Perhaps, he is also hiding something.

But no one has a secret, it just depends on whether Qi Yan wants to know or not.

·

Qi Yan's gaze is too strong.

Zuo Yin felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and frowned slightly.

Seeing his complexion change obviously, Qi Yan opened his mouth slowly, his tone was a little careless, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "Want to take revenge?"

Zuo Yin glanced at him, raising one eyebrow.

Silent.

Qi Yan didn't care, he clasped his fingers together and leaned back slightly.

"Your purpose."

Zuo Yin's lips parted lightly, short and cold.

"No." Qi Yan took out two blood-red stones from the hidden compartment beside him, and played with them in his hands.

Facing Shang Zuoyin's eyes, he said it frankly.

The blood-red stone the size of a pigeon's egg was cold and smooth, and Qi Yan held it in his hands and flicked it back and forth regularly. He looked a little lazy at this moment.

"Ah."

A low laugh escaped from Zuo Yin's mouth.

Laughing for some unknown reason.

When Zuo Yin glanced at Qi Yan, the corner of his mouth was still hooked, and with the same extraordinary momentum, "Then thank you, master."

His ending sound was raised slightly, as if he had used his talent.

Can be demagogic.

He said "Master" in a low and hoarse voice, and he said it softly and seductively, and there was a deep darkness in those blue eyes that were originally gloomy.

……

Altar sacrifice.

Thirteen blood clans filled the altar with blood and condensed the blood amber.

This is an offering to the ancestors.

It was also the first time for Yann to participate in such a grand event, so he slipped out quietly.

Sneak into the perimeter of the temple to observe the ceremony.

Headed by the thirteen princes, followed by the elders of each clan.

Huge bubbles of blood burst out from a pool of blood.

"Then it gradually became black." Recalling that scene, Yann swallowed unconsciously.

It is said that the water of longevity will be dripped afterwards.

Coagulated blood amber.

The way Yann stared wide-eyed when he swallowed was really funny, the corners of Qi Yan's mouth curled slightly, "Stay in the hall and don't go out."

Each prince of the fourteen clans has a separate palace.

And the temple of the Death Clan stands closest to the temple.

No vampire will break in easily.

Yann's eyes were full of puzzlement.

Qi Yan reminded him, "The Bruhe family."

Cappadocia was indeed able to fulfill its promise to the Bloodhunting Alliance and delay the three elders of the Bruch clan, but the Bruch clan should not be underestimated.

The strongest fighting force among the thirteen clans.

Although there are factions in the clan, they are also connected with one another.

Fei Rui had other arrangements for the banquet, and it would arrive in three days. He was worried that Yann would run out while he was not paying attention like today.

Although the Bruges are afraid of Cappadocia, they are always troublesome. Yann is still young and may suffer.

Fortunately, although Yann was very curious, he listened to Qi Yan's words very much, and immediately nodded his promise, "Don't worry, my lord, I will stay in the hall obediently."

***

[-]% of the blood was sacrificed, and the grand ceremony was also in progress.

The fourteen palaces are seated separately.

All blood clans in the thirteen clans were present.

Only the members of the fourteen clans will not be seen before the grand ceremony.

Even Qi Yan, who was already present, did not show up for a long time.

"David, you're here again today."

Outside the death clan hall, the blood clan with light purple eyes couldn't help laughing at David who was always wandering here these days.

The young man named David was full of arrogance. As a Toledo who only pursued good things, David pretended to be a gentleman and said, "Colin, your tie is crooked."

With a reminder without any jokes, Colin, who has a strong self-esteem, immediately became angry.

"The other members of Cappadocia haven't arrived yet, and I don't know that you are here every day. This is quite a stone for your wife?" There is no Toledo who pursues aesthetics who doesn't like Gabriel, and this is the only thing Colin knows. David's sore spot.

However, David didn't take it seriously, instead he smiled, "If it's for Gabriel, it might be a wonderful experience to be this 'Wife Watching Stone'."

This will be his talking point in the next hundred years, and he will have more face among his friends.

"You!" Colin was shocked by his brain circuit.

The Toledo's pursuit of aesthetics can be said to be pathological.

...

At the moment, only Qi Yan, Zuo Yin and Yann are here in Cappadocia. In order to show his care for Qi Yan, Wen Fern sent several teams of guards over.

Round every four hours.

And during these four hours, there was no less than a quarter of an hour of vacancy, which gave many members of the blood clan who were more curious than the most lively Yann the opportunity to come here to stay.

They are all looking forward to when they will be the first to see the new prince of the death clan.

Not only can it satisfy curiosity, but it will also be a good gossip for bragging, which will last for a hundred years.

The quarrel between David and Colin immediately attracted the blood clan who were watching not far away.

"Keep your voice down, do you want to drag us to the funeral together?"

"It's too vicious." Someone echoed.

But don't wait for them to argue.

The door of the main hall made a heavy 'squeak' sound.

There was an instant silence outside the originally noisy palace gate.

A slender figure stood at the gate of the palace.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of golden light on that person, making it hard to see clearly for a while.

Who is this?

Someone is anxious, Your Excellency?

With the ability of high-level blood clan to distinguish the breath, "It's actually a werewolf with ordinary blood?!"

The words that came out of his mouth were very firm, and all his friends around him knew about this person's ability, and they were all stunned for a moment.

"Why are werewolves here?"

Zuo Yin observed these people calmly.

No Bruch people.

·

Among them, before the sound of the holy banquet curtain music, those who entered the auction house of the Fanzhuo tribe immediately discovered it.

"This is a blood slave!" the man exclaimed in surprise.

Zuo Yin glanced at him coldly, and the latter's scalp went numb for a while from his gaze, and when he came back to his senses, his back was soaked in sweat.

After he shouted, Zuo Yin glanced at him coldly, and his lips parted slightly.

Just when he was about to endure the discomfort and say that sentence in front of many blood races, which made him feel ashamed no matter how many times he said it, the phrase 'Qi Yan is my master' got stuck in his throat.

"Oh." A female voice as charming as a hook came from an unknown direction, attracting the attention of all the blood races.

"It's so lively~" The female voice came from far to near.

The woman is wearing a small red dress that outlines a slender waist. The skirt of the lower body has a slit from the side of the calf to the side of the thigh, and the skin of the long legs is faintly visible.

"Gabriel!"

"Goddess Gabriel!"

"I love you!"

***

Zuo Yin, who was not paying attention, bypassed the side of the palace door by Gabriel who suddenly appeared.

Go straight along the nine o'clock direction of the temple until you reach the end.

The majestic palace standing tall is the Bruch family.

Zuo Yin's eyes sank slightly, and the five fingers hanging down by his side slowly closed towards the palm, and the fingertips went straight into the flesh without stopping.

A slight pain came from the palm, Zuo Yin still felt that it was not enough.

Don't give up until the blood is about to ooze.

There must be no smell of blood.

The werewolves and the vampires also feed on blood, and they are particularly keen on capturing the smell of blood.

Zuoyin looked down at the nail prints.

Under that layer of flesh, there seemed to be black lines running through the blue blood vessels.

To the naked eye, it is extremely faint.

If any werewolf saw it, he would recognize it.

This is a unique symbol of the werewolf family, but his lines are extremely shallow.

·

Zuo Yin raised his eyelids, his eyes were cold.

Bruch family.

The genocide of the werewolf clan.

He observed the terrain here for two days, and because of Winfern's meddling, he happened to confirm the changing time of the blood guards.

The corner of Zuo Yin's lips slowly curled into a sneer.

Today by the blood of the Bruch clan blood.

Pay homage to the werewolf family.

They fought against the blood clan for many years, until not long ago, the Bruhe clan captured the werewolf clan in one fell swoop.

Most of the clansmen were killed or injured, and they are now scattered and fled.

His father also died in the battle where the Bruch tribe captured the werewolves.

Zuo Yin closed his eyes, and even now thinking of it, his chest seems to have been pierced by a sharp knife, slashed inch by inch.

……

He can save his life and linger until now.

It all depends on his father exhausting his last strength to seal his bloodline.

It was also because the vampires had a hobby of raising uncivilized half-beasts with impure bloodlines as blood slaves, which indirectly preserved him.

The last bloodline of the wolf royal family.

Although ordinary werewolves with pure blood are leaders, they are the leaders who lead a team.

And the wolf king is the only one.

If there is no blood left, then a new wolf king will have to wait another 100 years.

"Save yourself and live well."

His father's blood-stained face is still vivid, and his words are still so clear, preserved in his brain.

"remember."

"My son will never be a deserter."

***

After sealing the bloodline, Zuo Yin immediately entered a period of weakness, and was taken away by the blood clan who later captured the 'trophy'.

During this period, he was kept under strict detention.

Zuo Yin, who was regarded as an ordinary werewolf, was not taken seriously. This kind of defense against ordinary werewolves was useless to him.

But he didn't go, but chose to lurk down.

In the end, because of the prelude to the Holy Banquet, it accidentally entered the Fanzhuo clan and was regarded as an auction item.

Zuo Yin, who had passed the weak period, realized that apart from his blood being concealed, his ability seemed to have increased a lot due to the gift from his father "while dying", so he wondered whether he could successfully kill the other party after being photographed by one of the nobles. Leaving is assured.

……

When Qi Yan followed Estan into the auction site, Zuo Yin saw the respectful attitude of the chief steward of the Fanzhuo tribe, and he immediately had a guess about Qi Yan, probably for a big shot.

However, when Zuo Yin wanted to try to get his attention.

The big man shook his head slightly, and walked into one of the boxes in a blink of an eye.

Qi Yan's identity was not as easy as he expected.

But after being sent to Cappadocia by accident, before Zuo Yin fully understood Qi Yan's identity, Qi Yan was just a 'corpse' in his eyes.

After going to Baixun Manor and discovering Qi Yan's identity, Zuo Yin reconsidered and decided to stay by his side and wait for the opportunity.

Wait for the full moon night of the next aconitum bloom night to become an adult.

Go back to the clan land, find the fleeing clansmen, and reorganize the werewolf clan.

Tonight is the best time for him to observe.

Today's werewolf clan, in the eyes of the blood clan, has long been out of control.

All captured werewolves will suffer their teasing.

When dawn breaks, it is the beginning of the grand ceremony.

The tranquility of the previous two days gave them enough reason to relax.

This is Zuo Yin's chance.

·

All thoughts come back, the rosy light in the sky is gradually shrouded by dark clouds, and night strikes.

Sure enough, the journey was as he expected, without hindrance.

Zuo Yin's speed became faster and faster.

The palace of the Prince of Bruch is close in sight.

The surrounding scene began to change, and the floor under his feet seemed to start to move.

Zuo's invisible form flickered rapidly.

Suddenly there was a soft sound, the sound of something falling to the ground.

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

With a sound of '咻', a silver arrow shot from behind.

Zuo Yin dodged again, sticking to a palace wall, the cold touch made him feel the sense of urgency instinctively presented by his body.

Zuo Yin opened his lips slightly, revealing his sharp fangs, sticking to the corners of his lips.

The fierce gaze seemed to penetrate the stone wall and directly enter the palace.

did not expect.

There is actually a formation here.

·

It is rumored that Cappadocia has a group of necromancers who are proficient in formations.

Cappadocia...

Zuo Yin suddenly thought of being in the carriage two days ago.

The scene of Qi Yan fiddling with stones.

Looking at the floor under his feet, there is something missing among the complicated patterns in the middle.

Zuo Yin, who knew only a little about the formation, couldn't think of a deeper way to crack it.

He raised his hand again and looked at the still faint black lines.

If he forcibly breaks through the seal, the consequences...

Before he could think about it, there was another sound of breaking through the air.

The third way.

Zuo Yin dodged it, and the fourth road came again, there was no way to avoid it.

The dark arrow hit the front of the eye in an instant.

Zuo Yin's blue eyes flashed brightly, flickering on and off, and the black lines on the palm of his left hand gradually deepened.

With a bang, a red light flashed across, and the hidden arrow was shot down.

A polished blood-colored stone appeared on the ground.

Zoe looked down.

The unblocking was interrupted.

"Running around?" Qingrun's familiar voice came from somewhere.