They all call me master

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

With a harsh and tooth-piercing sound, the broken car was pulled into Moon Street by a skinny old horse.

A group of people behind him also entered.

However, when they saw the broken car parked in front of No. 5 Moon Street, and the 'descendant of blood' in the car jumped off the carriage and was about to walk towards No. 5 Moon Street, some people couldn't help it. ——In the eyes of these people, once the 'Descendant of Blood' enters No. 5 Moon Street, it will be a good location, and it is far better to deal with the opponent here.

next moment--

Stones the size of fingers floated from the ground one after another.

In just one breath, hundreds of them gathered.

A man also wearing a hood came out of the shadows. He first glanced around at the followers who had the same purpose.

His eyes were full of warning.

The man was satisfied only when he found that all the stalkers around him had avoided him.

He looked at the 'Descendant of Blood' and said words that he didn't even believe.

"I have no ill intentions, I just want to know the truth back then!"

It's a pity that the 'blood descendant' turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward.

"snort!"

The man snorted coldly and waved his hand.

Immediately, hundreds of stones shot out, each one as powerful as a bullet fired from a firecracker. Hundreds of stones shot out at once, as if a musketeer team had launched a salvo, overwhelmingly covering the area. The 'descendant of blood'.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air was continuous, and the broken car was directly smashed to pieces. The skinny old horse fell to the ground while wailing, and then became bloody and breathless.

But the 'descendant of blood' turned into mist and disappeared.

The next time he appeared, he was already ten steps away, on the path inside the gate of No. 5 Moon Street.

Not only did he avoid the stone attack, but the main building at No. 5 Liyue Street was further improved.

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him in!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Those who had already taken action rushed directly towards the 'descendant of blood' without even thinking about it.

Especially the man who failed in the attack roared angrily and activated his secret technique again - soil and stones covered the man's body. In just an instant, the man turned into a stone giant more than three meters high.

"'Rock'!"

Someone among the stalkers obviously knew the other person and immediately exclaimed.

But 'Panshi' didn't pay attention at all, and the opponent's speed did not slow down even though his figure became huge.

In just two steps, he reached the front of the charge team, raised his hand, grabbed the courtyard door of No. 5 Moon Street, and pulled it off.

When the people behind him saw this scene, they became more and more anxious and started charging at a faster speed.

But just as they approached the dead old horse——

boom!

The skinny old horse exploded directly, just like hundreds of kilograms of explosives being ignited. The 'rock' bore the brunt and was directly blown to pieces.

And when the fire shot into the sky, the billowing smoke mixed with charred flesh and blood swept over ten meters in all directions.

Almost instantly, the door of No. 5 Moon Street was completely enveloped.

Those stalkers who had escaped the explosion let out miserable wails in the thick smoke, and the sounds of flesh and bones being corroded made the faces of the stalkers around them change drastically.

They retreated faster than before, widening the distance from No. 5 Moon Street.

When the poisonous fog dissipated, the stalkers saw that the 'Descendant of Blood' was standing on the path leading to the main building at No. 5 Moon Street, looking at them. Even though the fog shrouded his face, all the stalkers could feel him. of ridicule.

Facing the ridicule, all the stalkers did not dare to act rashly.

The death of "Panshi", a mysterious stalker who was well-known in South Los Angeles, made them hesitant. However, they were just hesitant and not scared. It's just that when faced with danger, these stalkers hope that the people around them will go first. ——They are not a group in the first place, but a temporary patchwork of multiple forces. Being able to restrain themselves from taking action against each other is already the biggest concession.

Especially the sudden shout just now. When these people thought about it carefully, they realized that no one found out who shouted it - they didn't know each other, but at the same time they wanted to think that 'it was you who killed my friend'. As an excuse, the guy who asked the shouting man to explore the path discovered this first, and then the opponents who paid attention to these guys also discovered it. When the opponents who paid attention to these guys were noticed by their respective opponents, they almost All the stalkers noticed.

Then, all the stalkers became alert and unconsciously distanced themselves from each other.

They saw the 'Descendant of Blood' entering No. 5 Moon Street, but they couldn't care about each other anymore. They didn't trust each other in the first place, so they began to be suspicious of each other.

Then--

It's getting foggy.

The fog became thicker in an instant.

After a few breaths, the gray mist engulfed the entire Moon Street like a wave.

Almost instantly, the stalkers began covering their mouths and noses.

Some of the stalkers even hesitated a little, then turned around and ran away.

They value their own lives more than the legacy of the 'Blood Marquis'.

After breaking away from the large group of stalkers, these stalkers ran towards the direction in their memory at a faster speed, completely unaware of the pairs of scarlet eyes flashing behind them.

"ah!"

The first scream broke the silence in the thick fog.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of screams.

The pursuers who had just escaped from the main force were all killed and injured in less than a minute.

This caused those who stayed in place to subconsciously move closer to each other.

Still, some people stick to their guns, believing they are safer alone.

Then, the screams came again.

At this time, no one hesitated anymore. They quickly formed defensive circles. When scarlet eyes appeared in the fog in front of them, they immediately launched an attack.

Most of them are fire guns, but occasionally there are crossbows, throwing knives, and darts.

There are very few secret techniques.

Obviously, with the advancement of the times, the convenient, labor-saving and powerful firecrackers are changing the way of fighting on the mysterious side.

But this time, the fire gun did not have the same immediate effect as before.

In the fog, those monsters with red eyes will be repelled, but they will come back soon.

Moreover, it has become more fierce and persistent than before.

Several defensive circles were broken down in an instant.

"There's something weird about this mist!"

"Stop holding back!"

"Otherwise everyone will die here!"

A sound sounded in a certain defensive circle, followed by a howling wind——

call!

The wind blows the fog away.

The true appearance of those monsters was revealed.

Six mummies with bluish skin, scarlet eyes, and terrifying claws were wearing wedding dresses.

They breathed out, and their sharp claws cut through the air unconsciously as their fingers danced. Their scarlet eyes were filled with real hatred, which formed a sharp contrast with the spotless white wedding dress.

"'Blood Bride!'"

Someone in the crowd immediately screamed.

That voice was full of panic.

The Blood Bride is a famous warrior in the "Blood Clan", whose status is far higher than that of blood slaves, slave fighters, and bloody warriors.

Not only because the blood brides were brides who were members of the 'Blood Clan' during their lifetime, but also because they have similar characteristics to the 'wailing banshees' - they come and go like the wind, swords are ineffective, and they are extremely bloodthirsty.

If it weren't for the fact that every blood bride needs to be killed by her husband, and a large amount of 'blood-sucking grass' is needed to preserve the body, and the infusion of true love that lasts for several years can be born, the 'Blood Marquis' is Nanjun. The true ruler.

At its peak, the 'Blood Clan' family had thirty-seven blood brides. They assisted their husbands in ruling the vast territory and made everyone surrender.

Some people even said frankly that if the Blood Bride had not been afraid of the sun, the 'Blood Clan' would never have been destroyed.

With the destruction of the 'Blood Clan', the Blood Bride has long since disappeared.

No one expected to see blood brides here, and there were six of them at once.

What's more, now is...

night!

It's just after midnight and there are still six hours until dawn!

what to do?

The stalkers looked at each other.

Then, almost in no particular order -

run!