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In a gray-black castle on the northernmost side of Palet City, in an auditorium that can accommodate thousands of people, hundreds of gorgeously dressed men and women dance gracefully to soft and gentle music. They are tall, handsome, beautiful and coquettish. Like a born aristocrat.

If you can ignore their pale complexion and the sharp fangs that they lick from time to time, they are almost no different from humans in appearance.

In a corner of the auditorium, a handsome young man was leaning against the cabinet and playing with a glass in his hand. The glass was filled with bright red blood, and some blood spilled into the man's hand as the glass poured, and was caught The man casually wiped it on the snow-white sleeves, and the white cloth seemed to be blooming with clusters of bright roses.

A white and slender hand suddenly reached out and snatched the glass from the man's hand. The man raised his head in displeasure, stared at the brown-haired vampire in front of him, and shouted with a strong tone of warning: "Iman."

The brown-haired vampire known as Iman raised his cup to taste some blood, squinted his eyes, and said with a look of enjoyment: "The blood of the protoss is really sweet...you are too wasteful, Andre."

Andre snorted coldly, picked up another glass of blood from the cabinet next to him, and continued to play without tasting it.

In this somewhat remote corner, including Andre and Iman, there are a total of six blood clans, and from the aura around them, it can be seen that these blood clans are all three generations.

Since Van Zhuo and Bruhe ordered the evacuation of the Statu Continent, the second and third generations of blood clans rarely set foot here. But considering their own territory in the blood domain, they only sent four generations of blood to stay in Sistatu.

"The air in Staru Continent is getting fresher and fresher. If humans don't look boring, I really want to play here for a while." A three-generation blood clan sitting in the farthest corner looked in the direction of the dance floor and said with a lack of interest. Said.

Hearing this, Andre raised his eyes and glanced at her, his tone was cold, "Don't forget what we are here for."

"Isn't it just a show..." Halfway through the three-generation blood race, seeing Andre looking at her coldly, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "It's boring."

Iman put down the glass in his hand, walked over to put the shoulders of the three generations of blood, and said softly in her ear: "Even if it's just a show, don't slack off, have you forgotten Elder Talia's reminder?"

"The group of Fan Zhuo and Bruch don't know who they sent to investigate us."

While they were talking, a black shadow suddenly flew in from the window and fell to the ground. There was a long light green arrow stuck in the black shadow's body. Except for the heart wrapped in fog, the upper body of the blood race is almost only a skeleton.

After the blood clan fell in, the auditorium instantly became quiet. The blood clan who was still dancing just now surrounded the injured blood clan in a flash. Some blood clan wanted to help him pull out the long arrow, but they were injured by the long arrow instead. palm.

Three generations of blood races including Andre and Iman came over when they heard the movement. The former's eyes darkened when he saw the light green long arrow. He stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow expressionlessly, came out and threw it aside, with a low voice, "Elf Queen .”

He bent down and grabbed the wounded vampire's collar to pull him up, and asked coldly, "Where is the elf queen?"

After pulling out the long arrow, the wounds on the Blood Race's body were already healing. He said weakly, "Near Payabileng Lake."

Pajabi Lenghu...Andre was taken aback for a moment, and the other three generations of blood races also looked at each other with different expressions, but without exception, they were all lost in thought.

What a coincidence, it happened to be their destination this time.

Andre frowned and was about to continue asking something when another black figure flew in from the window. It was the fourth-generation blood clan who escaped from Cynthia and Polly's hands early when he saw the situation was wrong.

He is much better than the previous blood race, although he is also in the same embarrassment.

After he came in, he knelt down on one knee in front of Andre, as if pleading guilty.

Andre looked down at the blood race, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, "What's the matter with you?"

He just sent a few blood clans to deal with the little wolf who kept making trouble, but only two of the seven fourth-generation blood clans came back.

"That werewolf has companions." The blood clan lowered its head, anxious, "It's the guard next to the elf queen, and there is...a strange protoss."

The vampire held his arm that had been burned by the power of light, and whispered, "She can use light spells."

"Bright spell..." Iman thought of something, his eyes flickered, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it the one Della and the others met before?"

Although the Beast God's Temple has collapsed, but I heard that Della suffered a lot, and she didn't even get the godhead.

And the reason is that I met a protoss who can use light spells, and the light spells used are the favorite big light spells of the goddess of light.

Andre looked gloomy, and said impatiently: "Della is too useless to be disturbed by a protoss. It is not good to destroy a few temples that have been abandoned long ago."

The vampires in this auditorium are all from the Thornmi clan, and Della belongs to the Le Senba clan. For the vampires, they need to be more respectful when facing vampires of a higher rank than themselves, but among different clans of the same generation. Not to mention any respect.

"What is the power of the light spell used by a protoss?" Andre looked disdainful. To him, the protoss were just prey, and the elves were the ones that really threatened their existence.

Yiman was noncommittal to Andre's words. She pondered for a while, then turned her head and asked the four generations of blood clan behind, "Is the blood pool ready?"

The four generations of blood clan nodded, "Everything is ready, just wait for the blood coffin to enter the pool."

Although the elf queen is nearby, they have to complete the orders they received from above. Iman rolled his eyes, slightly curled his lips, and said, "Since the blood pool is ready, let's not delay." .”

"Let Andre take the task of sending the coffin of blood into the Payapireng Lake." Iman raised his eyes and slowly scanned the other three generations of blood clans, and said softly: "As for us... just be a little bit aggrieved and distracted." Fairy Queen."

Rather than going to put some blood coffin, she wants to meet this elf queen who is known as the most beautiful woman in the Staru Continent for a while. Anyway, they are just putting on a show here. The louder the noise, the better, preferably If they can attract Fanzhuo's group of vampires, their mission will be completed.

Because Hanni said that the wolves would arrive in three days, Olivia chose to stay here and wait, but they waited for four or five days without seeing the wolves.

Olivia, Cynthia and the others didn't say anything about it. They only thought that the wolves might have chosen to wait for another two days because of something, but Hanni was not as calm as they were. She became restless and restless. If it wasn't for the fact that her injury was not healed, she would have already run out to check the situation.

Hanni was always absent-minded about things in her heart, and Elvira, who was resting against her, was disturbed by the big white wolf behind her sighing from time to time, and occasionally raised her head and growled. She sat up slightly, hugged her with her arms Holding the head of the big white wolf, forcing her to look at him, he said with a fake smile: "What are you doing?"

The white wolf stared at her during the day and would not let her get close to Cynthia, and had to drag her to sleep with her at night. If it wasn't for Avilla who thought that something was going to happen on the side of the blood race, she couldn't help but throw this silly wolf into the cynthia. Her territory makes food.

The night wind was biting, Hanni stretched out her claws and pulled Avilla back into her arms. She surrounded the people and said absently: "The temperature is low at night, don't stay too far away from me."

"I'm doing it for your own good. You are a human being. If the temperature is too cold, you will freeze to death."

The fur on the white wolf's body was long and soft. Avril lay on the white wolf's stomach, and she felt that her body temperature, which was naturally low, was warmed up. Much more comfortable.

"Then be quiet, don't yell." Avril patted the white wolf's head, then changed to a more comfortable position and lay down, casually grabbed the paw Hanni put on her body and studied it boringly.

She has dealt with werewolves many times, and she has seen how sharp their claws are, but it is the first time for her to pinch and play casually like this.

And the werewolf who was being kneaded by her claws was also carefully keeping his nails away for fear of accidentally hurting her.

What a silly wolf, the corners of Elvira's mouth raised slightly, and a joking heart suddenly rose in her heart. Now she kind of wants to see the expression of this silly werewolf when he knows that he is not human.

Shock?anger?sad?Elvira found that no matter which one it was, it seemed interesting.

Hanni didn't know what the people leaning on her were thinking. Seeing the night wind blowing cold air towards them again, Hanni lowered her head slightly to cover Elvira. The night wind blew up Elvira's red hair. A wisp drifted to Hanni's nose.

The sweet and rich aroma of overripe fruit spread into Hanni's nose. She froze for a moment, then involuntarily lowered her head and sniffed around Elvira's neck.

The white wolf's warm breath sprayed on the side of Elvira's neck, and the tip of her moist nose accidentally scratched her skin. Elvira paused for a moment with the hand holding the white wolf's paw, gave the white wolf a sideways look, and raised her eyebrows Asked: "What are you doing here?"

Hanni was a little dazed, sniffed a few more times, and said, "You smell so good."

"Oh?" Aiweila became interested, stretched out her hand to hook the white wolf's neck, and said with an ambiguous smile: "Where is the fragrance?"

Hanni was a little dizzy from the aroma. Although she felt that this kind of Elvira was a bit strange, she was completely different from the timid and innocent girl when they first met, but now she didn't have enough clear thoughts to think.

Aiweila found it interesting to see the white wolf's dumbfounded appearance, and when she wanted to tease her again, she suddenly sensed the approach of the blood clan of the Mizu clan. She stopped playing and took her hand from the white wolf. When she came back, she turned her head to look in the direction of the woods, her red lips slowly curled into an arc.

On a bridge in the middle of the woods.

A table, two chairs, a bottle of nectar, and after a small "quarrel", Cynthia's treatment finally returned to the original level.

But Cynthia didn't think the conversation between her and Olivia was a quarrel, she thought it was more appropriate to call it "a heated conversation".

Because she felt that the relationship between them became "hot" after this conversation. Of course, Cynthia didn't know whether Olivia agreed with this point of view.

The continuous power of light was transmitted to Olivia's body through the wrist. Affected by the power of light, the power of nature in Olivia's body also involuntarily spread outward, and the vines on the bridge climbed higher and higher. , the leaves turned green, and colorful flowers bloomed.

A vine secretly fell on Olivia's side, and white petals fell on her shoulder. Cynthia's voice of chanting the spell stopped, her eyes fell on Olivia's shoulder, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. .

Olivia noticed Cynthia's gaze, frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"

For the past few days, Cynthia has been helping Olivia adjust her state on the bridge. With the help of the power of light, Olivia's face is not as pale as before, and even the tiredness in her eyes has faded a bit.

I don't know if it's Cynthia's psychological effect. She felt that Olivia's long light green hair became more shiny. Cynthia stretched out her hand to brush off the petals on Olivia's shoulders, but she changed again halfway. She made up her mind and ran directly to the hair behind her.

Cynthia grabbed a strand of Olivia's long hair, watched it slip from her fingertips, and said with a smile: "I'm looking to see if the healing technique is effective for you."

She leaned slightly, looked at Olivia's face pretendingly, and said solemnly: "It seems to be pretty good."

Olivia glanced at the hand that was still grabbing her hair, and stretched out her hand to slap it away expressionlessly. This protoss doesn't know what's going on recently, and he always likes to play tricks.

She raised her hand and pushed Cynthia's shoulder to push her away, turned her face away, and said lightly: "Thank you."

Cynthia sat back in her original position, resting her chin on one hand, and said with a smile, "Is there any reward?"

"what do you want?"

Cynthia thought for a while, and just happened to see the cup in front of Olivia, and when she was about to ask for an identical one, Olivia suddenly stood up on the opposite side with a serious expression on her face.

Cynthia frowned, "What's wrong?"

Olivia turned her head to look in a certain direction, her tone was slightly cold, "There are vampires approaching."

And there are quite a few.

The author has something to say: Let me explain to you, the one who ran out to destroy the temple was the Le Senbai clan, but now the one who placed the coffin is the Jimiqi clan

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