Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 8: Longevity species (below)

　　Red.

　　 the color of blood.

　　 He shook his head, only to feel dizzy.

　　 I am—where?

　　 There is a sharp pain in the chest and abdomen!

　　 He moaned flusteredly and opened his eyes blankly, still only a **** color in front of him.

　　 "Yin Ren, hold on! The ambulance is coming soon." At this moment, a gentle and familiar voice rang in his ears.

　　He was calm for a moment.

　　 But the next moment, his chest pain and head dizziness became more and more intense.

　　 "Wu Yinren!" The voice became more and more flustered, "You can't die here! You—yes, you haven’t changed the world yet! How can you die in such a place! You haven’t changed the world yet, Why are you qualified to have a monkey with me!"

　　 Change the world? A monkey?

　　 His brain was sober for a moment, and he took in a big breath, and he felt much better.

　　 Amidst the blood red, he endured the pain and twisted a smile.

　　 "Secondary 2 is disease-get-cure-ah~"

　　 That familiar voice made me cry with joy.

　　 He smiled in the severe pain, and wanted to stop the voice and make a joke with her as usual.

　　 However, he opened his mouth in confusion.

　　 but found that I couldn't call her name.

　　 There is still blood red before my eyes, only the whole body is getting hotter and hotter.

　　 "噗!"

　　 Thales fell on a bush of grass.

　　 He opened his eyes, fully awake from his blood.

　　 "Damn it! What's the matter!" beside him, the pale blond man cursed angrily.

　　 "Why do you consume so much blood?" His tone was full of surprise and dissatisfaction.

　　 Only Thales knew that when the blond man turned into blood and flew away with him at a rapid speed, Thales found a fragment of memory. In the fragmented dream, the traverser seemed to "out of control" again.

　　This time, it seems that the part of the blood that was displaced was part of the blood produced by the blond man?

　　 Thales was lying on the ground coughing like he had just got off a roller coaster.

　　 Fortunately, motion sickness-um, the experience of dizzying "people", I also had it with Yodel before.

　　 He thought, shook his head, and drove the disturbing blood red out of his brain.

　　 "Obviously it's almost here--is the injury still not healed? The blood shadow dance is not proficient anymore." The handsome blond man murmured, grabbing Thales rudely.

　　 It turned out to be dusk, did the sun go down?

　　 is a bit cold, is this outdoor?

　　 Thales can see clearly that they are falling on the grass beside a dim trail, and in front of them is a wide manor and an attached large garden.

On the iron gate between the garden and the trail, a flag also floats, but overall, the manor seems to be overgrown with weeds, as if the owner is not paying attention to it.

　　If it weren't for the level of refinement, it would be comparable to Mindisi Hall.

　　 That banner-Thales narrowed his eyes and saw a strange three-petal flower with three colors of red, blue, and green.

　　 Thales recognized this flower—it was the favorite flower of Wu Yinren’s first girlfriend.

　　 Is this, Iris?

　　The coat of arms of the nobility?

　　 I'm afraid, this is one of Gilbert's "enemies".

　　 is really bad, I have fallen straight into the nest.

　　 "Come on! Short-born bastard!" The handsome blond man pushed him impatiently and headed towards the manor.

　　 Thales’ brain began to work and reason frantically.

　　 It seems that this golden-haired little white face can speak, not a beastly monster.

　　 and judging from the words he left when he kidnapped me:

　　 "Originally just moving muscles and bones--"

　　"Fortunately, the sun is going down soon--"

　　 Fortunately, he is a rational guy-Thales is thinking about a countermeasure. He has a JC dagger stuck in his waist, but obviously he still can't expect anything like "putting the dagger on his neck".

　　 also can't cut myself abruptly. It is too obvious and too deliberate to report to Yordel and Gilbert.

　　 Then we can only gather information first.

　　 "Hey!" Thales turned his head and shook off the blond man's hand in dissatisfaction. "Looking at your aristocratic demeanor and temperament, shouldn't you be the same as your words and deeds? Pay attention to politeness!"

　　 The blond man was stopped by this.

　　"Polite? Manner?" He grinned and opened his mouth, deliberately showing two pairs of ferocious fangs: "Why do you need to be polite to food that is destined to eat in your stomach?"

　　 The blond man specially grinds his sharp fangs in the air.

　　 Sure enough, it looks very similar to the creature in my memory.

　　 However, Thales just turned his head, observed two fangs, and contemptuously curled his lips and said: "The attitude towards food is so bad. It shows that you have no talent as a gourmet-both mental, emotional and physical conditions It affects the quality of the food, what if you are so rude, what if it affects the taste of the ingredients?"

　　 The handsome blond man froze for three seconds.

　　 The hideous expression on his face was just half way.

　　 But he reacted immediately.

　　"For your size, you can be considered very courageous, a short-born kid," he laughed at once, "but you are not the first food with courage. Don't be lucky, you can't escape. ."

　　 "So my flesh and blood are really delicious?" Thales said with a "so" expression, then unexpectedly raised his leg and walked towards the manor.

　　 The man just prepared to carry the cub to the manor, he saw the cub walking in front.

　　 facing food that seemed to have no intention of escape (he even called it "prey"), the puzzled blond man wanted to reach out and scratch his head. Halfway up, he felt that it was not appropriate, so he had to put down his hand and use a human At the speed you can see, quickly follow Thales.

　　"It's not flesh and blood, only blood—you should have been injured recently? The smell of blood is everywhere. Tsk, it smells good, I really want to take a bite first."

　　 The two continue to walk forward.

　　 "Then how are you going to eat me? Raw bite or just **** blood? Where do you start? How do you say the seasoning?"

　　" The Tuval family likes to eat-they enjoy the howling of prey. We usually **** blood directly, divided into neck food and wrist food. If it is seasoned-wait, why should I follow You say this! Short-born bastard!"

　　 The blond man stopped and looked suspiciously at Thales, who was obviously not like a seven-year-old.

　　"I’m destined to be food, right? Isn’t it a virtue to be polite with voluntary sacrifices? And food that is in a good mood may taste better with blood--"

　　 "You—you're so weird as food—you don't think this will let me let you go?"

　　 "A rare delicacy, of course it is rare in the world. Come and come, don't stop, let's go on. May I ask, sir, your name?"

　　 "Boy, what do you ask this for? Want revenge?" The blond stopped again, his suspicion and vigilance for the weird boy in front of him getting higher and higher.

　　"Your skill, it’s not easy to seek revenge from you. Also, since you are going to eat it, you should let me know the name? Don’t you think the screaming is very rude—— Uh, are you an illegitimate child without a surname? At least you should have a name?"

　　 The blond man felt more self-esteem stung by the last sentence.

　　 only listened to his proud and proud reply: "My name is Eastron van Leica Liszt Corleone, the kingdom of night, the head of the seven branches, the first-class blood knight of the Corleone family. "

　　 "Come, come, keep walking-so why did you call me a short-born?"

　　 "Humans with a life span of less than 120 years, what are they not short-born species? Even a young cub like you will have at most 90 years left to live." Eastron said contemptuously .

　　 "So you are, uh, the'longevity species'? Life is much longer than us?"

　　"Of course, the lifespan of the blood race is endless, how can it be imagined that it is an inferior short-born species!"

　　 Thales silently put all kinds of information into his mind.

　　 Eastron Corleone

　　 long-term species, short-term species.

　　 The Kingdom of Night, Corleone’s house.

　　 Superior blood.

　　 And—the most important thing is that he doesn’t seem to be interested in why I appeared in Mindis Hall.

　　 This may be the only life — oh, I almost forgot, he was going to "eat" me.

　　 Thales and Eastron walked into the manor, the traveler narrowed his eyes: at the door, two fierce men wearing red headscarves came towards them.

　　 Blood Bottle Gang? Why are they here?

　　 "Why do you stop here? Isn't it good to fly directly in?"

　　 "If it weren't for the dance of blood shadows--cough cough--"

　　 The handsome boy Eastron suddenly realized that the short-born cub beside him could understand what he said, so he cleared his throat gracefully, and then calmly continued:

　　 "Huh-if it weren't because this is not our site, I would also fly directly in. But we are just guests after all, so we naturally need to maintain respect and courtesy to the host."

　　 is a long-life species that pays attention to demeanor, Thales said silently.

　　 The two gangs of the blood bottle gang came forward, looking at the big and the small with ugly expressions: "Who--"

　　 But Eastron frowned and scowled, interrupting them disdainfully:

　　 "Go away, inferior short-born!"

　　 Taylor's face twitched and decided to take back what he had just said.

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　　 a few minutes ago.

　　 After the fiasco of the "One Night War", as one of the few blood bottle gangs who rushed back to the capital city day and night, the "Red Viper" Nekra, the leader of the eight powerful warriors, was after the war. A day is spent in despair.

　　 At least three other abilities warriors, and the long-hidden blood magician rush back to the capital, he must hold on to the overall situation.

　　 is the aftermath of the "One Night War" first.

　　 Except for a grand explosion performance, the Qi magician disappeared without leaving a trace. His personal guard, the madman with a sword, was lying with Rolf, his upper body almost cut apart. For this reason, it can only be inferred that Ashida was killed, so Nekra must confirm whether the three brothers’ killers—especially the Black Sword himself—are in the capital in order to travel with confidence (in fact, from Red Square Street) Tinker, who had escaped back, always felt that he was worried, even if Black Sword was in the capital, he would probably not be attracted to him).

　　 Tinker and Numeno are one of the few blood bottle gang twelve Xeons who have escaped ("He-mamma-, it's true that a coward can only live to the end."-Nekra), they all have an incident on Red Square Street The story was unclear, except for fear and panic, Nekra directly gave up his attempt to find out the truth. As for the enmity of the Qi magician, wait until the blood magician returns.

　　 Lost a lot of oil and water, Red Square Street, which has been in business for a long time, the morale of the Blood Bottle Gang was greatly reduced, and many ordinary gangs began to shake. Customers—whether they are aristocrats, merchants or secret colleagues—all said that “the deep friendship with the blood bottle gang will remain unshakable” while drastically reducing their business contacts and even withdrawing funds. They actually have half done. His business broke his promise ("I curse him-calm down, be calm-the blood debt will be repaid!"-Nekra).

　　In other urban areas of the capital, the low morale of the Blood Bottle Gang was even more retreat in the face of the inferior brotherhood, which was in a state of power. It is conceivable that when the news spreads across the country, the struggles of various branches will appear. The same face.

　　Secondly, one of the main supporters behind the Blood Bottle Gang, the Kevin Deere family with the tricolor iris flower as the family crest, even after knowing that they were defeated, they still looked indifferent, neither The reinforcements did not appease, and there was not even a comforting copper. What Nekra resented the most was that they had done so much dirty work for each other throughout the country. At a critical moment, the knight of the Terminator named Seychelles refused to let him in even the door of the Duke’s Manor! In this way, Nekra was given a task at noon to "check out the theft in Mindis Hall"-the theft? Cao, which organ in his body looks like a police officer or a private detective? Can he cut it off?

　　 Speaking of the police officer, Nekra is even more furious: Damn, the big green skin of the Xicheng District Police Department is called Robik or Lockerbie. He usually looks at the smirk and is not at the critical moment of the overnight war. Do you know how to send someone to reinforce and say good "police-civilian cooperation"? That's it, Nekra tried to endure his upset, asked him for a few corpses, and pushed back and forth. The funniest thing is that he pretended to be a messenger of justice and took so much oil and water from them, now to defend justice? Why did you go? Talking about justice in front of Nekra? Which organ in his body looks like a good person? Can he cut it off? Mom, before I changed it, Nekra would dare to go to his house tonight, strip his wife naked and hang it on the west gate as a doorbell!

　　 Also, Nekra is going to solve this matter now-the three vampires of Kevin Deere were actually thrown by Iris in the Dongcheng District branch of their blood bottle gang (in fact, the creeper manor is also Kai Wendy's property) "Entertainment well"? Do you think it is to entertain a lost puppy! They need the blood of ten people a day! Also ask for masters above the super level! Okay, just find Black Sword, knock it out with a sap, tie it up and send it to them! I have already sent many blood bottles that are usually unpleasant to the crowd, but it is not enough, so I have to whisper to the big green skin for a corpse! Which organ in his body looks like an animal keeper? Can he cut it off? The most annoying thing is that there are not many vampires in the group, they are very temperamental and arrogant, looking at Nekra's eyes, as if he is a puppy!

　　 With such a bad mood, Nekra and his entourage walked into the vine grass manor at night, and waved his hand as a greeting to the blood bottle gang who looked equally bad.

　　 He walked into the stone ladder of the main building of the manor, and the wailing and screams faintly from the ground made the red viper's already terrible mood even more upset.

　　Forcibly resisted not thinking about the "blood food" in the dungeon (especially many of his former colleagues and subordinates), Nekra went up to the second floor with a sullen expression, and pushed away the wooden main hall At the gate, he looked at the few people in front of him with a displeased expression—to be precise, two people and their food.

　　 A beautiful, fair-skinned, red ponytail, a 30-year-old woman wearing aristocratic horseback riding clothes, with a beautiful face, fair skin and red ponytail, gently pushed away a confused man with her eyes.

　　 seductively, she licked the blood on her mouth, smiled charmingly at Nekra, then stretched out her index finger and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth to her chin.

　　 The man who was pushed away seemed to be just a looted civilian. At this time, his eyes were lost, his skin was pale and he fell to the ground convulsively, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't see.

　　 In the hall, there were at least seven or eight corpses that died of such excessive blood loss, and dried blood was everywhere.

　　The blood dripped on the ground and on the table.

　　 In front of the large French window in the hall, an old man with white hair, also dressed in luxurious clothes, with his hands on his back, seemed to be waiting for the moon to rise.

　　 "Oh," a gentle voice came from the woman's mouth, and her eyes lit up, "Bring us something delicious? Are there twenty people? Are there super-orders? Are there virgins? Are there any cubs?"

　　 These **** vampires!

　　 Have you gone hunting for living people again!

　　 "Miss Lorana! Mr. Chris! I'm just about to tell you," Nekra Qian endured the discomfort and nausea in his heart, and said to the two blood races dissatisfied: "The twenty corpses sent this afternoon. It's already the limit, our blood inventory is not that much!"

　　 When talking about "blood bank", thinking of the wailing in the underground cell, even Nekra couldn't help feeling sick.

　　 "Oh?" The attractive Lorana chuckled, and as she curled up her mouth, her eyes gradually melted into dangerous eyes: "Can the blood of those corpses be eaten? What we need is to live. What about human blood."

　　 "Otherwise, watching the people of your blood bottle help come and go, people can't help it—" Lorana showed her fangs under her lips, posing in a charming posture, her index finger gently tapping The upper fangs, under the illumination of the unextinguishable lamp, and the **** background, unexpectedly have a weird and hideous beauty.

　　"Three distinguished guests, please understand that Yongxing City is the capital city after all, and our ability is limited--" Nekra endured his anger, lowered his head and said softly.

　　"Alas, but that's not what the young and lovely Iris Duke said: How much human and blood are needed! If he knew that his loyal dog would entertain guests like this, would he not give you bones? Huh? Haha—"

　　A loyal dog?

　　 Bones?

　　My grass!

　　 Listening to the yin and yang humiliation and condescending irony, and then thinking about the attitude of the Duke of Iris after his defeat in the Battle of Red Square Street, and the anger he suffered during the day, Nekra only felt a fire burning in his heart. .

　　 "His M's bitch-there is no living person!"

　　 Nekra, ignoring the blood stains on the table, slapped him sharply on the table, and roared out of control:

　　"Don’t think I don’t know! You vampires only need the blood of dead people to live! You don’t need blood from living people at all! It’s not five hundred years ago now!"

　　 "I have worked hard to deliver so many living people and corpses, and there is even a super-order in it! It's not enough for him!"

　　 "I love to eat and not to roll! I am not scared! It's a big deal! Let's pull out the team and do a fight!"

　　"We are the blood bottle gang of the Star Kingdom's "blood debt must be paid"! Not a Kevin Deer of "die for friends"!"

　　 There was silence.

　　Only the red viper's angry gasp in the hall.

　　 Even the entourage behind Nekra was taken a step back in fright.

　　 At the next moment, Lorana's expression changed, her fangs stretched out, her complexion savage, and her seductive voice, which seemed like a baby, became sharp and wild:

　　 "Inferior short-born species! I'm polite for the sake of your master!"

　　"Blood from the corpse? You can live a vegetarian diet and carrion by drinking water every day, why do you still eat meat and drink alcohol!"

　　 "'Live hard, work hard'? The half-dead super-order in the prison is basically your internal affairs for public revenge, let us help you solve it!"

　　"Talk to the Corleone family about ‘blood debt must be paid’? I can make you ‘taste the blood debt’ soon!"

　　 Nekra's eyes became more angry. He gritted his teeth and slammed his scarlet jacket. The ferocious Lorana gave a sigh, and instantly jumped onto the chandelier above his head, opening his teeth and claws like a cat!

　　 At the moment when the two sides were at war, the old man who had been looking out the window finally turned his head.

　　"Lorana, pay attention to your manners."

　　"Mr. Nekra, it doesn’t have to be the case, we have turned our faces, and the embarrassing person is Duke Janen."

　　His voice is not loud, but it reaches everyone in the hall clearly.

　　Chris Corleone—The white-haired old man suddenly appeared in front of Nekra.

　　 Before the big boss of the Blood Bottle Gang came back to his senses, the white-haired Chris stretched out his hand indifferently and patted the red viper on the shoulder.

　　 With this hand, the red viper's anger was suffocated.

　　 Lorana landed on the ground, replied to the attractive image of a young woman, chuckled, but her eyes were still harsh.

　　 "Sorry, they are still young and do not know how to control." Chris' eyes were obscure, and his wrinkled face was dark and silent.

　　young? Nekra cursed in his heart. I wonder if a monster of hundreds of years is ashamed to say young?

　　 But he still suppressed the anger in his heart.

　　 The situation is not forgiving.

　　 The old monster in front of his eyes, although he looked sickly, but the hand that he just exposed...With his own ability, he didn't have full confidence in dealing with him.

　　 "Let’s do it, everyone has worked hard these days, we will take care of the next food."

　　 Like his lifeless tone, Chris's deadly eyes did not move.

　　 Do it yourself? According to the personalities of this group of vampires, going out hunting, sooner or later will cause trouble! But didn’t that just follow your own will?

　　 "Let's go!" Nekra waved unhappily: "Remove all brothers!"

　　 "Oh? Don't you stay alone? People still want to apologize~" Lorana lay on the blood-colored dining table seductively, and replied in a coquettish tone.

　　 "No need!" Nekra turned his head and said grimly: "So that Miss Lorana can't help it again!"

　　The thugs of the blood bottle gang followed Nekra and stepped down the stone ladder. No one felt sorry for leaving this disgusting manor.

　　 For a moment, only Lorana's weird laughter and blood dripping were left in the hall.

　　 Nekra has gone away.

　　 Lorana fell from the table abruptly, her face covered with frost and solemnity.

　　 "Did he find something?"

　　 Chris shook his head like a dead man. From a distance, he looked like a white chess piece swayed: "This guy doesn't have one. But Kevin Deere must feel strange. After all, such a large amount of blood is already needed. Enough to feed a blood knight of the guard."

　　 Lorana lowered her head: "But it's still far from enough-I just wasted another for acting. I will go hunting later."

　　"Fortunately, we drove the blood bottle away as planned. This can buy us some time before exposure."

　　Chris’ head suddenly deflected back a hundred degrees strangely, toward the window, his nose moved:

　　 "Istron is back."

　　"I also brought one--ah, this smells really fragrant, it's a blood source above the top class."

　　His figure reappeared at the window.

　　The moon came out.

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　　 Nekra brought the blood bottle to help the people step out of the manor angrily.

　　 These **** vampires—huh? The little white-faced vampire is back. Didn't he go to Mindis Hall with those teams of mercenaries in the afternoon to find secret treasures?

　　 So they also walk on their legs and walk through the front door?

　　 Nekra also thought that the way the blood race rushed, as seen before, turned into a pool of blood and then "swish" to "swish".

　　 That little white face is still carrying a small one? Damn, did he go hunting too? Look at this dress, it looks like a child from a noble family, but his body is covered with injuries—no, the child doesn’t look like being held hostage, the pace of the two of them looks like It's a group.

　　 By the way, I have to ask about the theft in Mindis Hall.

　　 While Nekra was still thinking about it, Eastron and Thales walked into the manor side by side.

　　 The traverser saw the blood bottle gang coming out from a distance.

　　Thinking about the iris banner overhead, Thales cried out inwardly.

　　 But he also knows that he must remain calm at this moment to find life in the narrow road.

　　 Eastron didn't squint, as if he didn't pay attention to the blood bottle team around him.

　　 Nekra waved his hand, and the blood bottle gang stopped in place, waiting for Eastron to come over.

　　 But the handsome blond kin just snorted from his nose, turned his head to the side, and unceremoniously walked past the red viper, with no intention of talking.

　　 But the blond kin immediately found out that the human cub beside him who was not as high as his waist actually strode forward, "hum", turned his head to one side in sync with him, and then walked his nostrils towards the sky. Nekra!

　　What's the situation? Doomed?

　　 Eastron decided to go back and concoct this kid who likes to play garlic.

　　 Only Thales knows, at this moment, he is pressing his heartbeat, pretending to be calm!

　　 Nekra's anger rose again.

　　 "Hey! Little white face!" The Red Viper hurriedly stopped in front of Eastron.

　　 "What the Lord Duke has ordered you to do, is it done?" Nekra looked at the handsome kin in front of him with a bad tone.

　　 Lord Duke?

　　 Thales cried secretly.

　　 Eastron raised his eyes and looked at the human who was blocking him in disgust.

　　 "The stolen treasure in Mindis Hall! Remember? You also took away four teams of mercenaries!" Feeling Eastron's gaze, Nekra became angry and walked to his nose unceremoniously. Loud voice:

　　"Should I gain something, Xiao Bailian?"

　　 Little white face?

　　 an abominable short-born species-Eastron was filled with irritation. His original plan was to trick the twenty mercenaries out, and then hunt them separately and bring them back to the manor as a source of quality blood. .

　　Who would have thought that they were all folded in the hands of the masked monster in Mindith Hall?

　　 But the theft case in Mindith Hall—after all, it was the request of the Duke of Tricolor Iris.

　　 still have to say something.

　　 Eastron turned his head to Thales.

　　 No one knows, Thales’ mood at the moment is as cold as ice and snow!

　　 what to do, what to do, what to do!

　　 Calm down! The traverser said to himself: I must save myself.

　　 His brain is spinning frantically, and information and elements flash back and reorganize quickly!

　　 Eastron lowered his head, looked at the traverser, wondering how to speak to Nekra, in order to recover this **** short-born species without losing face.

　　 Nekra looked at Eastron's proud head uncomfortably, followed the latter's eyes, and turned to the little boy beside him.

　　"Hey~IndoMTL.com~boy..." Eastron said indifferently.

　　Everyone is looking at Thales!

　　 At that moment, Thales took a deep breath.

　　According to the second disease, I am the man who wants to change the world.

　　 How can I die here?

　　 Then.

　　 Then, everyone present saw the seven or eight-year-old boy's face turned cold, and before Eastron could say the next sentence, he shouted:

　　 "Yes, my lord!"

　　 Eastron was taken aback, this kid, why is he so respectful?

　　 But before he could react, the situation had changed again.

　　 I saw Thales stepping forward without hesitation, like a loyal guard, blocking Eastron and Nekra.

　　 Then, under the bright moonlight...

　　 Everyone heard that the little boy with a flat expression, facing the blood bottle to help the person in power at the moment, the leader of the eight powerful warriors, "Red Viper" Nekra, with a childish voice, With an arrogant and arrogant tone, he shouted in disgust:

　　"Go away! Inferior short-born!"

　　 "Noble Eastron Corleone, his affairs do not need a humble wild dog like you to talk!"

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