Archfiend Chapter 773: : The Lair of the Blood Race (1)

What is retribution?

The retribution is that you just said that your father-in-law might kill you, and the cruel father-in-law is really going to kill you.

The two men faced each other in the air, Xu Yangyi told Yue Congrao bit by bit about the things in the Tower of Babel, most of them did not conceal.

For a long time, Yue Congrao's murderous aura faded, but his eyes still looked at Xu Yangyi unkindly: "In other words, the true monarch's daughter is cursed with pure blood now. Trapped in the Tower of Babel?"

Xu Yangyi nodded.

"Then you dare to hang out outside?!" Yue Congrao's anger just calmed down burst out: "I tell you, I'm just such a daughter, she wants to have three long and two shortcomings, the true monarch will not sacrifice you. , I, Yue Congrao, will never show up in the spiritual world!"

Xu Yangyi sighed: "I am going to Romania."

"Romania?" Yue Congrao sneered twice, his eyes shone with coldness: "I have been the son-in-law of the blood clan for so long. I have never heard of a curse for pure blood, let alone a solution to this curse. Way. I warn you, you'd better bring me an answer that I can agree with, otherwise..."

"Regardless of whether there is a Nascent Infant behind you, the True Lord will kill you!"

Xu Yangyi is not angry.

He fully understands Yue Congrao's psychology. The other party had a long conversation with him in New York that year, and he understood how deeply this unique soul loves Angel. It can almost be said that he dare not give the moon if he wants the stars, and dare not give the sun if he wants the moon. The other party had hardly touched An Qier's finger, but turned out to be a masterpiece in his own hand. If it were other Yuan Ying, I'm afraid Tianya Haijiao would not spare him.

Yue Congrao let out a cold snort and walked away. A voice came in the air: "The true monarch is waiting for you here. If you dare to bypass this country gate, you... you'd better pray that you never leave China!"

The night sky is silent. Xu Yangyi gave a wry smile and flew straight towards Romania.

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Salatade, eggplant sauce. Platoutaranesc, a large platter of meat dishes. Plus a variety of sausages with Romanian characteristics. It constitutes an extremely rich lunch that can be found everywhere in Romania.

Tall oak trees can be seen everywhere, and the national flower white rose blooms in the big flower beds of the restaurant. Barrels of wine opened in the sun. In this country full of drugs, guns, and the spread of the Mafia, peace and tranquility are projected.

The capital, Bucharest, where Catholic forces are overwhelming, passing through the long and narrow Turkish Strait, opposite is Turkey, the starting position of Islam against Catholicism. Bucharest is full of a strong blend of Catholicism and modern architecture.

Of course, with the spread of mafia, drugs, guns, and something that everyone deeply taboos but never mentions, it also grows silently in the dark night.

Blood.

"When..." The knife cuts a section of Mici, which is a grilled sausage made from ground beef. It is a very common and delicious food in Romania. The silver fork puts the sausage into the mouth, which is slender and powerful. He picked up a crystal clear goblet with his fingers and slowly tasted the red wine from one of the five largest wine countries in Europe.

The white napkin wiped his mouth lightly, and under the sword-like brows, there were pitch-black eyes. The young Asian man was chic and elegant, while the waiter standing next to him was trembling and even sweating.

"What's your name?" The Asian young man asked casually, shaking his glass.

"About, about, Ionescu...Guard, sir..." The voice of the waiter was shaking.

"Oh, my last name is Xu, and I have a name called Wolf Dux." Xu Yangyi looked at the waiter in front of him friendly: "If you can, I hope you take me to the family land of the Tagul family in the afternoon, can you?"

The sound of "wow la la" cups and pans, the waiter's face was pale, and he knelt on the ground with a thump, his hands on the ground, his voice trembling horribly: "Dear Lord, please, please let me go, sorry! I, me I don’t know where I offended you! Please..."

Xu Yangyi frowned: "Don't be so nervous, the real man is not a monster that eats humans, why does it seem to kill you?"

Yonekus dare not answer, he is just an early blood race! Marquis is the heaven in his eyes, he never thought of seeing the Grand Duke!

When someone asked him to serve, he was still ecstatic. He needed money. No, monks in the Qi training period needed money. After the establishment of the university, the Earth Qi training period is now in a blowout state. In the first second he was a college student, and in the next second he became a monk that everyone envied. However, this also caused a mixture of fish and dragons in the spiritual world. Unfortunately, he was the fish.

Unexpectedly, when I walked over to see, it turned out to be a grand prince!

He almost fainted on the spot.

"Lead the way." The two simple and concise words interrupted his thoughts and unspoken words.

An hour later, Xu Yangyi stood in a deep underground passage in the Huolezu Monastery. A hundred meters underground, there is a huge group of tombs. I don't know which king was buried here. The lights are extremely dim. The huge demonized vampires hang upside down above their heads, and their red eyes hardly dare to stay on them for a second. Very quiet.

I don't know how many, like the ocean, where the pungent smell of blood has almost turned into substance. A river of blood envelops the tens of thousands of meters of buildings, making it a hell.

Just as he stepped on the bottom of the stairs, tens of thousands of red eyes opened above his head, and the sound of spreading bat wings formed a wave. Almost at the same time, an old voice came out: "Which gentleman is coming?"

"X."

Silent, for a long time, the old voice said faintly: "Please."

The sound of the flapping wings fell to death in an instant, and the ocean-like red light curtains fell one after another.

"Mr. X." Ten minutes later, the magnificent main tomb has been transformed into a magnificent European-style palace. An elderly man with triangular ears and exposed skin covered with age spots: "Long time no see... I heard that you had a good time in China?"

His face is old, and his aura is not fake at all.

Half-step Yuanying!

Such majestic spiritual power, if there is no place around Xu Yangyi, he will not be moved at all, and smiled and said: "It's okay."

"Grand Duke Afanaron, the current patriarch of the Tagul family." In the glorious palace, there were only three people. The old man snapped his fingers, and a man who looked like a housekeeper immediately brought a bottle of wine, slowly Slowly down: "The blood of the saints of the previous generation is mixed with fresh red wine. The taste is sweet and there is no **** smell."

The fire was burning warmly, Xu Yangyi took the wine glass and stared at the old man straight ahead: "One holy medicine, the highest level."

The old man's eyes flashed, and his deep reflection was reflected in the wine glass: "The price?"

Xu Yangyi leaned forward and looked straight into the eyes of Afa Nalong: "Pure blood, is there a secret way to die for others?"

"Of course." Afanalon rubbed his chin and gently shook the glass: "But...I'm very curious. This is a secret of the blood family. There are no more than ten people who know it. How did you know?"

The eyes turned, and after a while, they calmly retracted: "Secret."

"Oh..." Afanaron took a sip of blood: "I think I should have the right to know."

Xu Yangyi crossed her fingers, placed her abdomen, and smiled with Erlang's legs upright: "If I don't want it?"

"Oh, young man, I think everything costs a price." Afanaron licked his lips comfortably, and looked at the relief of Genesis on the roof: "Pure-blooded vampires are important to the continuation of the race. You can’t Understand, you only need to tell us why and where, that’s enough."

"If you want to get it, you have to pay, don't you?"

Xu Yangyi smiled deeper: "I think the holy medicine of the holy shadow level is enough to pay for this news."

"Enough is enough..." Afanaron flicked the armrest leisurely, and his gaze swept across Xu Yangyi with deep meaning: "But... forget it, how about drinking this glass of wine first? This is pure wine. , No blood added."

Xu Yangyi is noncommittal.

The scarlet blood wine is like a waterfall under the sun, poured into the silver cup below with a fascinating look. Afanaron poured the wine himself, and there was no wave on the old face. However, the official, who seemed to be only in his thirties, took a step back calmly.

The wine was poured slowly, and Afanaron slowly said with a bewitching voice: "You are really brave... This place is called King Lear's Tomb. No one has stepped into it for more than 100 years. Yes. I admire your courage. However, the negotiations between Jin Dan are not just fair and unfair, but not bold. Are you right?"

"I heard it for the first time." Xu Yangyi smiled and looked at the red line and smiled: "Is there anything else?"

"Of course." With a soft "boom", the wine bottle flew into the hands of the butler, and Afa Nalong flicked the wine glass lightly: "There is still strength."

"Swipe!" With a seemingly powerless shot, the wine glass hummed like a dragon, and it rushed towards Xu Yangyi as fast as lightning! In his eyes, this is no longer a wine glass, but a bat full of blood!

"This is the first time I heard about ~IndoMTL.com~ I thought Jindan's transactions were fair." Xu Yangyi seemed to turn a blind eye, his smile remained.

Afa Nalong smiled softly: "Then...you will know later, maybe it will start with the grand prince."

"Swipe!" In a few tenths of a second, the blood-red bat turned into a blood-red bow and arrow! The crimson light was about a foot long, completely enclosing the wine glass, and the strong control of Afanalon's spiritual power actually created a strange aura that blurs the space between square inches.

The next second, the wine glass was firmly grasped by one hand, and Xu Yangyi slowly took a sip as if he had caught a fly.

"Good wine." He closed his eyes, and exhaled comfortably: "The mouth is full-bodied and aromatic. It really is a good wine."

Afanalon’s pupils shrank suddenly, and the waiter a dozen meters away from behind took a breath, and couldn’t help but step back several steps!

Catch it...

Catch it unscathed!

This bullet is by no means simple. Afanalon condenses most of his body's aura. With his terrifying aura manipulation ability and subtle control, he turns a cup of wine into a drink that can be enough for the Duke to rest for a few months. Murder weapon! Even in the middle and late stages, it will never be pleased. The other party actually took the cup with the realm of the late Grand Duke!

How many grand princes stepped into the Tagule clan and was forced to retreat by a cup, and now an overseas monk has taken it down firmly!

As Xu Yangyi's words fell, the luxurious chair beneath him shattered into pieces. Arfanalon's eyes softened instantly.

It seems...Although it is strong, it is not enough, it is still under myself...

"I think, Mr. X, you still have this glass of wine..."

Before the words fell, the next sentence made him stand up suddenly.

"I think, Patriarch Afanaron, if it weren't under the European barrier, you would drink this cup easily."