Mojun's white fat chicken

"I'm really sorry, Lord Yin, my descendants are impatient and don't know how to treat guests. I'm extremely sorry for their lack of self-cultivation."

This voice was different from the handsome and beauties around him, and looked extraordinarily old, but what he said made all the vampires silence their voices, and they all saluted and apologized to Yin Moxiao and Feng Bai.

"You? If you don't come out again, I thought you? You've died of old age. Only this group of rabble is left in the blood race."

Yin Moxiao didn't pay any attention to the other vampires, just replied indifferently, he walked up to Feng Bai's side, pressed down the sword in his hand, and signaled to put it away.

"Haha..." The voice laughed loudly, "Indeed, if you don't come again, I will really follow in the footsteps of my ancestors and sleep underground forever."

After the words fell, I saw that the group of vampires immediately retreated to the sides, revealing a long passage, under the huge and pitch-black inverted cross, there was a slowly rising coffin, like the thick black after blood coagulation, but it made Feng Bai frown The foul smell was exposed in front of everyone.

The blood clans headed by the three earls faced each other? The coffin bowed deeply, the coffin was erected, and then? The coffin lid was opened by itself, and countless bats flew from both sides of the dome window, entering in the thick gray fog. in the coffin.

The gray mist dissipated, and an old man with slightly curly silver hair and dark lips appeared. Even if he was covered by a wide bat robe, his face was too old, with a rotten aura of exhaustion. He slowly opened his eyes.

Leah and the other two earls went up together, raised their hands respectfully, and welcomed the oldest ancestor of the Augustus family out of the coffin.

Duke Augustus' eyes fell on Yin Moxiao for a moment, and he said with a smile: "Master Yin, I'm so glad that your demeanor is still the same as it was a thousand years ago, and time seems to have left no trace on you. Miracle."

Yin Moxiao hooked his lips, and glanced at Leah beside him: "You? This insincere compliment has not changed for nearly a thousand years. Even your descendants know? The strong are not as good as the weak." , a slap on the horse, and it is used very well."

"I apologize to you again for their ignorance." He bowed slightly.

"You don't need to be polite, it's better to be sincere." Yin Moxiao stopped casually, as if he said casually, "Even you who are far away on the other side know this news. It seems that someone has already entered this castle before me. That being the case, Augustus, what is the other party's condition, are you satisfied?"

As soon as this remark was made, before Duke Augustus had time to react, Feng Bai's eyebrows frowned. Yin Moxiao's meaning was very clear. Xie Wu also knew the purpose of their trip, and they were one step ahead. Get in touch with this vampire family, and even reach a secret agreement.

Just like Liya's provocation just now, the vampire may have already become the opponent's ally.

Thinking of this, Feng Bai's heart sank slightly.Then... they began to calculate their own strength. According to the fight just now, whether they can get the phoenix bone or not, it should be no problem to take Yin Moxiao out safely. Thinking about it this way, they calmed down again .

The duke didn't say anything, his eyes stopped on Yin Moxiao's face, and he found that no matter whether this lord was strong a thousand years ago or lacked power a thousand years later, he always had an incomprehensible look. His facial expression and his tone of voice were indescribably careless when he said this, as if he didn't care whether the blood race cooperated with others.

On the contrary, the rumored "Phoenix Flower" of the Lord of the Demon Realm who came together has a much richer expression. However, it only takes a moment for him to go from worry to calmness, which shows his confidence in his own strength.

Due to Leah's fight just now, Duke Augustus had some calculations in his mind.

"Nothing can be hidden from you, my lord." The wrinkles on his face deepened again, and he laughed, "But don't worry, even if our blood race does not see the light, we are not a race that will reward you with revenge. You are kind to me. I will keep it in my heart, and I will never hurt you."

Ok?

Feng Bai blinked, a little confused, but Yin Moxiao seemed to be convinced and nodded: "This is the best. Where are your sacred objects? Please come out and let me take back the contents."

However, Duke Augustus waved it and said: "You two have come from a long way, and it has been very hard work. Please allow me to treat you as a landlord first."

As the duke said, he lightly closed his hands and then opened them again. The whole dark castle was suddenly lit up, as bright as day, and the crystal lamp above his head gave off a pleasing light, and then? The elegant servants who look like housekeepers shuttle between the long tables, bringing up plates of delicacies.

Pour the refreshing wine into the long-legged glass, and the tableware with metallic luster on the side tempts you to use it.

In an instant, this oppressive castle hall became a place for high-end receptions, where handsome men and women talked and laughed happily together.

"Master Yin, please relax tonight with your companions. Tomorrow, please be sure to take out your things from the holy relic."

Yin Moxiao looked at the castle that had suddenly changed, and said with a half-smile: "It seems that you are not in a hurry."

"Where, it's not too late."

Yin Moxiao then took Feng Bai's hand and walked into the long table: "It's okay, these two things can't be taken back easily, and we really need to make some preparations, so thank you for the hospitality."

As a clan of longevity, the vampires are as enthusiastic about enjoying this matter as the demons.

During the dinner, apart from the bright red cup that smelled of blood, which Feng Bai dared not touch, the rest of the meal was actually quite enjoyable.

With Yin Moxiao around, he doesn't need to bother too much. He has made up his mind to be a qualified thug. As long as his boyfriend says a word, he?

But fortunately, everything was fine that night.

He walked into the room with a full belch, and sat down on the oversized bed in the middle. The elastic mattress comfortably allowed him to roll around in the middle.

Yin Moxiao closed the door and walked over. As soon as he got to the bed, Feng Bai, who was laying corpses on top, jumped up, put his arms around his neck, and said with a smile: "Big devil, tell me the truth, what is going on? What happened once?"

Yin Moxiao supported Feng Bai's buttocks, cushioned him and said, "You obviously ate a lot, why didn't you make it heavier?"

"Just this little thing, if the young master becomes a prototype, it won't even be enough to put a gap between his teeth." Feng Bai licked his mouth, pinched Yin Moxiao's cheek and said, "Don't talk about it, tell me honestly, you ? How did you get involved with this group of vampires?"

"Actually, it was just an accident." Yin Moxiao took advantage of the opportunity to kiss Feng Bai's lips, and said with a smile, "You? Do you know what is the sacred object of the blood clan?"

Feng Bai gave him a blank look: "How would I know that?"

"It's also a coffin."

Feng Bai flicked the golden hair in front of his forehead, wrapped his four feet around Yin Moxiao's body, and said strangely: "You? What kind of magical race are you talking about? Why do you like to lie in a coffin? Is it possible? You can also give him money if you lie in it." ? Do they bring strength and increase security?"

Yin Moxiao thought for a while, then nodded seriously: "Really, I heard that the sacred object is the coffin that the ancestor of the vampire once revived after being transformed into a vampire. It contains the energy of the ancestor. Any vampire They are all their descendants. Besides strengthening themselves, lying in it can also repair various wounds and prolong life. Of course, there is also an ability that can block any breath without revealing it. It is the best for blood races to avoid natural enemies where to go."

"That is indeed a rare magic weapon."

Yin Moxiao nodded: "Thousands of years ago, I cut off Xie Wu's head and separated it from the body. The body was placed under the dragon tomb, but the head, I don't know where it should be. It can't be too close to the body. Otherwise, it would be easy to be perceived, so I went all the way to the west, and by chance, I ran into the Duke Augustus who was hunted down. Of course, he was not a duke at that time, and the blood was particular about blood. Pure, divided into first generation, second generation, third generation and so on, in order to chase the power of the second generation, several families? Clans fight each other. "

"So you saved their life."

Yin Moxiao responded: "Not only did he save a life, but he also supported him to devour other families. The current position of duke means that he has become the second generation. But I am not a warm-hearted person. These are all rewards. I am very interested in their holy objects, especially the ability to block all breaths."

Feng Bai quickly understood Yin Moxiao's meaning, and suddenly realized: "So? Xiewu's head is in that coffin?"

"clever."

After Yin Moxiao finished speaking, he put Feng Bai down and looked up at a certain part of the room: "In order to ensure that no one can move this head, I put another thing that can check and balance, but... I Willing to tell you? But I don’t want others to know.”

Feng Bai was stunned, and followed their line of sight, anger appeared in their eyes soon, a flame flower shot out from their hands, and directly stood him upside down in the corner of the wall, blending with the surrounding black curtains One bat burned? Ashes.

In addition, he slammed on the ground, and a golden halo appeared around his body. This halo expanded infinitely, radiating the entire room, and those bats hiding in the dark before they had time to escape disappeared instantly in the halo .

"The behavior of a villain." Feng Bai curled his lips in disdain, swept his gaze, and asked, "Is there any more?"

"No? Yes, but..." Yin Moxiao walked to the table, picked up a metal fork on the table, kneaded it into a circle in the palm of his hand, and then pulled it out to form a small fork. With a wave of his hand, the steel needle like a vellus, surrounded by a trace of magic power, shot into the four corners of the room.

Feng Bai was curious, looked around, and asked: "What's wrong?"

"In addition to biological surveillance in this world, there are also high-tech products that are hard to guard against, and we can't record our conversations without permission, right?" Yin Moxiao smiled coldly.

Feng Bai took a deep breath, looked at Yin Moxiao, and said cautiously: "These guys must be worried and kind, that old thing can't be trusted, Xiao Xiao, we have to be careful."

Yin Moxiao put his arms around Feng Bai's waist, lowered his head slightly, showing intimacy: "Naturally, it's about interests? Don't count on him? Talk about morals."