The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 17: Regression

A quarter of an hour later, the towering walls of the city-state of Greater Berlin were a hundred miles away.

Since the spiritual veins re-converged and the spiritual energy of the world gradually became stronger, the vegetation in the world has also become stronger and more lush. As far as this black pine forest stretches for three or four hundred miles, the shortest pine tree in the forest is nearly a hundred meters high, while the tallest century-old pine is more than two hundred meters high.

Several people embrace the thick and thin trunk, with a dense and opaque canopy on top. The bark like dragon scales is covered with countless vines and moss. There is no weed in the woods, and there is a wide open space between the pine trees. Thick pine needles spread on the ground, climbing on the roots of the ground, growing countless precious mushrooms and the like.

Two paper figurines were suspended, supporting the pale jailer.

Jiang Tuochen looked at the jailer with a smile, the green steel sword shook in front of the jailer a few times, a three-foot-long yellow paper talisman flew up from nowhere, spewed out a flame, and then tightly attached to it sword body. Jiang Tuochen chanted a mantra, and the green steel sword lightly touched the jailer's forehead. The jailer suddenly let out a miserable howl, and a stench came over him. His eyes were white and his pupils were completely lost. focal length.

"If the poor Taoist promises a thousand gold, he will naturally save this guy's life!" Jiang Tuochen smiled brightly and looked at the skinny old man leaning against an ancient pine tree: "It's just that the poor Taoist didn't say anything. Do not erase all his memories!"

The old man with a thin and shriveled body, wrapped in a tattered gorilla red robe inlaid with gold, sneered mockingly. He rolled his eyes and glared at Jiang Tuochen, and shook his skinny arm lightly: "But you don't seem to be very proficient in this Soul-Sorrowing Curse, so you even wiped out all the wisdom of this person?"

Jiang Tuochen put the long sword back into its sheath, and sighed to the old man with a compassionate expression on his face: "I am ashamed, ashamed, ashamed, ashamed! Alive, being poor is not a broken promise!"

Ebony, who was too energetic, circled dozens of ancient pines quickly, and he brought up hundreds of afterimages, hopping around like crazy, and from time to time, he plunged into the pine needles more than one meter deep on the ground In the middle of the body, it is unknown how many withered and yellow pine needles are mixed in the silver hair.

Hearing what Jiang Tuochen said, Wu Mu snorted coldly. He jumped up, fell onto a tree branch more than 50 meters above the ground and squatted on it, and then looked down at Jiang Tuochen from a high position. He spit out a mouthful of foam with a 'poof'.

"Hypocritical Taoist priests! I hate you guys who say one thing and do another. Lord Wumu will never do such hypocritical things!"

Yin Xuege rubbed his face, and with an incomparably bright smile, he walked slowly to the old man who claimed to be the Blood Demon Duke. Stretching out a hand in front of the old man, Yin Xuege hooked his fingers vigorously: "Your Excellency the Duke, you should fulfill the conditions you promised me, right? Twenty drops of the Duke's blood, and the oath that you will never be wrong today You just swore an oath to do any form of revenge!"

This old man's voice is deeply remembered by Yin Xuege.

When he was imprisoned in the blood prison, he heard the old man being tortured. He also heard the executioners who tortured the old man asking about the whereabouts of the 'Holy Grail of Blood'. That is a sacred artifact inherited from the Blood Demon Clan, and one of the thirteen most important treasures of the Blood Demon Clan.

The origin of this old man is definitely not simple! But Yin Xuege knew clearly that things like the Holy Grail of Blood were beyond his reach! If Yin Tianjue, the ancestor of the Yin clan, was here, he would have the right to ask about the Holy Grail of Blood, but Yin Xuege is only very wise to get his share of benefits.

He is not greedy, not greedy at all! He is just a weak star warrior now, he only pursues what he deserves!

The old man looked at Yin Xuege, and then felt sincerely: "A day walker! I must say, our blood demon clan has produced a remarkable little guy! Well, after I return to my family, I'm afraid I will Let those little guys pay more attention to your movements!"

Yin Xuege looked directly into the old man's yellow and lifeless eyes, and said in a cold voice: "That's about you and your family, I don't care about it! I'm just a weak child. Saved from that damned blood prison, for which I owe Mr. Jiang Tuochen a favor! So, I hope you will give me what you promised, and then it is best that we never meet again!"

Jiang Tuochen stood aside and smiled kindly. He was happy to see such a thing happen!

Although Yin Xuege has the physique of a day walker, he has extraordinary potential and talent, but he is just a child at the moment, and it may take a long time for him to grow up! But the heart and soul of a blood demon duke is enough to promote the growth of Yin Xuege very quickly.

If Jiang Tuochen didn't dare to act rashly because of his identity as the Blood Demon Duke, he would have even killed the old man and squeezed out all his blood and gave it to Yin Xuege. thought. Yin Xuege is Jiang Rusheng's chosen investment object, Jiang Tuchen doesn't mind doing more for Yin Xuege, it's all 'human favor', isn't it?

It's a pity that Jiang Tuchen is not willing to rashly attack a blood demon duke, even if his vitality is seriously injured and he looks dying. The blood demon family is proficient in all kinds of strange curses and spells. Even if Jiang Tuochen has enough confidence in himself, he must also consider the safety of the younger generations of the family around him.

Dozens of juniors from the Jiang family stood loosely around. They intentionally or unintentionally formed an all-directional array, enclosing this forest area. Between their fingers, there are faintly colored lights flickering, and everyone's aura is connected as one, and a shocking blow may erupt at any time.

The old man leaning on the pine trunk nodded with a smile. He glanced at Jiang Tuochen who was standing aside, who seemed to be calm, but was actually waiting in full force. As a junior, he immediately grinned.

"Members of the Stuttgart family have never been the ones who repay kindness. We repay kindness and revenge!" The old man stood up tremblingly, and touched Yin Xuege's head with a smile: "You should know the Stuttgart family Among the countless dark families in the western world, the Stuttgart family is one of the most honorable families."

Ebony whistled vigorously. He looked at the old man in a fuss and shouted: "The Stuttgart family? According to legend, there were seven blood emperors and three blood gods born in Stuttgart, known as the first royal family of blood demons." Family? Old guy, you really shamed your ancestors, you were captured alive by a group of humans and thrown into a blood prison!"

The old man was so angry that his body trembled slightly, he gave Ebony a hard look, and then let out a rough breath.

"The big rude and savage dog, an old man sleeping comfortably in a secret lair, whose strength is less than 10% of his peak strength, was led by twenty-three grand consuls of two super city-states for 2,500 Besieged by elite hunters! Do you think I am willing to be a prisoner?"

Shaking his little finger at Ebony contemptuously, the old man took a deep breath, then he stretched out his right index finger, and the half-foot-long black nail pierced hard into his heart. Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of rusty steel ingots rubbing against each other, the old man dug open his chest, revealing a golden-red heart with dozens of soybean-sized blood-colored demon letters engraved on its surface.

Carefully tapped on the heart, the old man's body trembled violently, and his old face suddenly twisted. Amidst the deep panting, a drop of dark golden-red blood oozes from the old man's heart, and with the sound of the old man's incantation, the blood oozes faster and faster.

After a full quarter of an hour, twenty thumb-sized, perfectly round blood droplets, crystal clear like red agate beads, floated in front of Yin Xuege. The old man's palm rubbed vigorously against his chest for a while, and the crack in his chest disappeared without a trace.

"Little guy, what's your name?" The old man looked at Yin Xuege seriously: "I am Farnborough Empel Stuttgart. You will inherit my blood, so you will inherit my name. Your glory will be shared with me, and my glory will protect you!"

Yin Xuege looked at the old man Farnborough in confusion. He shook his head, took a deep breath for some unknown reason, and sucked twenty drops of blood beads that contained a huge energy of blood essence into his body. Activated by the unique innate secret technique of the Blood Demon Clan, these twenty drops of blood quietly seeped into Yin Xuege's heart, gradually releasing pure and flexible blood power, which was slowly absorbed by him.

"Okay, Lord Farnborough, let's not waste time!" Yin Xuege scratched his head and shook his head at Farnborough, who had aged a lot in an instant: "You swear the soul oath, Just don’t bother me again in the future! I’m Yin Xuege of the Yin clan, an insignificant child! I still think it’s good that we don’t see each other again in the future!”

Farnborough's old face twitched intermittently, his eyes widened, staring at Yin Xuege in a daze.

After a while, Farnborough pointed at Yin Xuege tremblingly for a while, then shook his head helplessly. Taking a deep look at Jiang Tuochen who was standing on the sidelines, Farnborough suddenly smiled brightly.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to swear my soul oath, I won't trouble you, Yinxuege!"

"The Stuttgart family, those who have kindness, we will repay; those who have hatred, we will avenge! Yinxuege, I remember your name! You hope that we will never meet again in the future, but I think, this wish I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve!" Rubbing his nose vigorously, Farnborough looked at Yin Xuege with wide-eyed hopes: "Well, didn't your elders tell you what the blood ceremony is? ?”

Yin Xuege looked at Farnborough blankly.

Ebony, who was crouching on a tree branch, looked at Yin Xuege dumbly and in shock.

Jiang Tuochen and the younger generations of the Jiang family looked at Farnborough, whose face was twitching with hope.

After another long silence, Farnborough sighed helplessly. He scratched his face vigorously, then shook his head lightly. He didn't waste any more time, but according to the agreement between himself and Yin Xuege and Jiang Tuochen, he made a vicious soul oath, and then his figure flickered, and a sticky blood mist quietly rose, covering held his body.

With the bright moon in the sky, a large bat the size of a basin, dark golden red in color, with countless extremely thin golden runes on its wings, full of noble and sacred aura, soared into the sky from the blood mist. He circled thirteen times above Yin Xuege's head, then turned into a stream of blood and flew towards the west at high speed.

The speed of Farnborough's flight was astonishingly fast. Even Jiang Tuchen only saw a few faint afterimages flash by, and Farnborough was out of his sight. Seeing Farnborough's astonishing speed, Jiang Tuochen couldn't help but gasped.

Fortunately, I didn't act rashly. This old guy's strength probably exceeded Jiang Tuchen's estimate.

Shaking the fly whisk in his hand, Jiang Tuochen walked slowly to Yin Xuege, then smiled and took out an affidavit scroll from his sleeve. This is a magical scroll that is one foot and two inches long, with purple gold as the axis, and the whole body is wrapped with purple air.

"Let's do serious business!" Jiang Tuochen looked at Yin Xuege with a smile: "You got twenty drops of blood from the Duke of Farnborough, little friend Yin Xuege, you will soar into the sky in the future, and we can't wait for you. The Jiang family is very happy to have an ally like you!"

Yin Xuege took the oath scroll, bit his finger without hesitation, and wrote the terms agreed between himself and Jiang Tuchen on the scroll with his own blood. Every handwriting fell on the scroll, and a low and majestic voice recited that word in the ears of everyone present. The voice went straight into the mind, as if it sounded directly in the depths of the soul.

After writing all the terms one by one, Yin Xuege signed his name at the end of the scroll.

Jiang Tuochen also bit his own finger, and signed his name at the end of the scroll with blood.

The scroll suddenly disappeared with the wind, turning into a cloud of purple air and floating in front of Yin Xuege and Jiang Tuochen. Then the cloud of purple qi squirmed rapidly for a while, and finally turned into two **** of fist-sized runes, bringing a stream of light and sinking into the eyebrows of Yin Xuege and Jiang Tuchen respectively.

Yin Xuege felt that there was an extra restraint in his soul. He looked at Jiang Tuochen, but found that there was a strange connection between the two. Not only Jiang Tuchen, but even the members of the Jiang family present, Yin Xuege, had a faint connection with them.

"I'm curious, do you, or the Jiang family, really see my potential?" Yin Xuege looked at Jiang Tuchen curiously.

"This is how my Jiang family survives!" Jiang Tuochen looked at Yin Xuege with a smile on his face: "The Jiang family likes to sign such alliance terms with young people with unlimited potential! When the giant young people were very weak, they signed an alliance contract with them, and the price they paid was only a negligible little bit!"

"But once they grow up, they will bring infinite rewards to the Jiang family!" Yin Xuege looked at Jiang Tuochen: "Very wise! Just like what happened today, I am very grateful for your kindness to me , in the future, when I have enough strength, I will repay you!"

Jiang Tuochen smiled and shook his head. He patted Yin Xuege's shoulder lightly, and said slowly: "It's not about repaying me, but about repaying my Jiang family. Of course, it's not about repaying, but about reciprocity." Mutual benefit! The ancestral motto of the Jiang family is 'the way of the sage king', and we hope that all the allies of the Jiang family can benefit from our cooperation."

Looking at Yin Xuege with a smile, Jiang Tuochen lowered his voice, and asked quietly: "Young friend Yin Xuege, when you have enough strength, you won't let everyone in the big Berlin city-state go?"

Yin Xuege's face suddenly became gloomy and cold, he nodded slowly, a thin layer of blood mist rose from his body faintly.

Jiang Tuochen suddenly laughed. He smiled and slapped Yin Xuege, and then shook his hand vigorously. The disciples of the Jiang family gathered around quickly, and a group of people chanted at the same time. Spell, a cloud of white mist rose up, and was blown by a gust of wind and quickly swept towards the direction of the city-state of Greater Berlin.

Yin Xuege touched his heart, twenty drops of 'Duke's Essence Blood' were hiding in his heart, waiting for him to absorb and fuse.

For the powerful blood demon dukes, any drop of their blood is so precious. Every drop of the Duke's blood can create a powerful blood demon warrior. Now Yin Xuege has twenty drops of such blood essence, which is enough to make Yin Xuege's strength change drastically in a short period of time. For the blood demon clan, devouring the blood essence of high-level blood demons is in itself a shortcut to rapidly increase their strength!

Thinking of the unlucky Farnborough who was imprisoned in the blood prison, Yin Xuege couldn't help but looked up to the west.

"Old guy, I really don't want to meet with you again! I don't have the strength to meddle in such things as someone who has information about the Holy Grail of Blood!"

In the sky hundreds of miles away from the black pine forest, Farnborough, which was flying rapidly to the west, was mumbling along the way.

"Yin Xuege, the young son of the Yin clan! May the great ancestor forgive the sins of the Yin clan. They don't even know the blood ritual? Don’t you know the rules and regulations?”

"Yin Xuege~IndoMTL.com~Little guy, you who inherited my blood essence, I think it won't be long before you will be pleasantly surprised to meet me again!"

"Well, the main problem now is to restore my peak strength first, and then find out why those **** from the city-states of Greater Berlin and Milan were able to find my sleeping secret lair! Moreover, they actually know What is the relationship between the Holy Grail of Blood and me?"

"Damn traitor, I will **** your blood dry, then refine your bone marrow into ointment, and make it into an everlasting candle!"

Two nights later, at the place where Yin Xuege and two Yin warriors left the flying chariot three days ago, a flying chariot arrived as scheduled.

Without saying a word, Yin Xuege walked into the court car that was waiting for him, and then spread his hands to a deacon in the foreign affairs hall inside the court car.

"The mission failed, humans found our traces, Yin Jiujiu Sanqi and Yin Jiujiu Sanba were separated from me."

Looking at the sluggish face of the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Yin Xuege sneered happily.

"I got the help of a friend to escape from the pursuit of humans. Hey, Lord Ebony!"

As the silver light flashed, Ebony, who was three meters away, jumped into the chariot, and kicked out the two Yin warriors who wanted to intercept him.

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Zhutou is going out for a walk today, to buy lip balm for his wife, and these odds and ends!

So, today's update is sent out all at once, and I don't know when I will come back from a stroll at night!