"Wait...... Wait, I can't run. ”

Song Er was panting like a cow, holding his knees at the moment, and had to stop. The serial kick almost exhausted his true strength, and he ran for his life along the way, almost squeezing his physical strength clean.

Song San couldn't help but roll his eyes, "When you usually go crazy with women, I don't see you saying that you are not enough, not enough, not angry enough......"

"Go...... Go, go, ......" Song Er weakly beat Song San with his fist, and then said, "Then the dry corpse shouldn't catch up, right?"

"It's hard to say. Song Er said with a solemn expression at this time: "I'm afraid he is not afraid that we will be able to escape at all, but he just plans to suck up all the people on hand first and put the two of us last...... Strange, why is this road blocked?"

Song San looked forward and found that this was not a complete wall, but a broken boulder blocking the road, "Ah, the big mark is in this direction...... The mark is gone here, probably on the other side. Oh no, it's not going to be Ah Da blocking the road, is it? Isn't this a trap for the two of us?"

"What nonsense, Ah Da is not such a person. Song Er shook his head, then put his ear on the stone and began to knock.

He wanted to see if there were any weak points, and after regaining some strength, he would attack with weakness and break the blocked road.

Unexpectedly, Song Er's ears had just been attached to a complete boulder, when he suddenly heard a loud noise, and then the chaotic stone wall in front of him suddenly exploded.

Affected by this impact, Song Er and Song San were knocked to the ground by stones at the same time. The two of them were amazed, and they saw a small hole in the chaotic stone wall...... At this moment, something was slowly emerging from the hole.

It's Song Da!

"Ah Da!" Song Er and Song San hurriedly stepped forward to pull Song Da and pulled him out.

I saw that after Song Da came out, he was covered in wounds, and his chest was densely packed with wounds cut by sharp weapons-if it weren't for a person like Ah Da who practiced kung fu very well, I am afraid that he would have reported to the king of Yama a long time ago.

"Ahda, what are you...... What's wrong?" Song Er hurriedly stepped forward, and took out some powdered things, and began to sprinkle them on Song Da's wound to stop the bleeding for him.

"Don't say it, look at this!" Song Da reached into the hole at this time, looking like he was digging something.

Not long after, Song Da actually took out a head from it—it was Lady Eve's head.

"I've trapped this old witch, and I'm fighting in the urn. Ah Da inhaled the cool air, and only felt as if every wound was sprinkled with powder to take away the rest of his old life, and the pain was unbearable.

"If it weren't for my wit, I blocked the road in front and behind, so that this old witch would not be able to exert the speed she should have, and it would definitely be me who is lying down now!" Song Da said with palpitations.

Song Er and Song San naturally knew how dangerous it was to fight these vampire monsters - but Song Da was able to do one of them, which was beyond their expectations.

The three of them exchanged information, each knew what happened later, and they were sincerely happy that Song Er and Song San were able to escape three or four times, so they said happily: "It turns out that there is a super dry corpse here!

That's right, so you don't have to face that dry corpse, Song Er and Song San are both sorry for Song Da, but they always feel that something is wrong.

"Speaking of which, Ah Da, do you still have the strength to get through the other end? Song Er asked expectantly.

"I don't even have the strength to move my fingers right now. Song Da shook his head.

"So?" Song San's eyes widened.

"So, you're talking about super dry corpses. Song Da gasped.

Song Er stood up, grabbed his hair and wailed: "Eighteen years later, ......I will be a good man again! Damn, you idiot! If you leave some strength, you'll die!!I'm killed by you this time!! what should I do!!"

The remaining two brothers raised their middle fingers towards Song Er at the same time.

"Let's find a place to hide. Song Da finally reluctantly proposed, "When I first came here, I did see another passage, but I don't know where it leads, in case I still run into zombies...... What, do you want to gamble?"

"It's done, give it a go, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle!" Song Er suddenly gritted his teeth.

......

......

Even the three-headed zombie werewolf is no match for Viscount Fernandis. Even, Viscount Fernandez had just woken up from his slumber, and the anthropology he had taken was not enough to awaken all his sleeping powers.

Tu Shenyi paid close attention to Viscount Fernandez's strength, and his heart also secretly became nervous, "I can't imagine that this old monster has been sleeping for more than three hundred years before waking up, and his strength is so much stronger than that of ordinary five generations." It is worthy of the Fernandez family, for hundreds of years, the guy who is most likely to impact the fourth or even the third generation. ”

Thinking about it, Tu Shenyi's palm flipped up, and a blood-colored sword with a pattern slowly spit out from his palm, taking advantage of the moment when one of the zombie werewolves held Viscount Fernandez, he joined the battlefield.

Hitasil wanted to block it, but at this moment, those still zombies suddenly moved.

Their actions are not very fast, but they are numerous, and those who go forward and follow one after another have caused a lot of trouble to Hitahir - not that they can't be killed, but they can't be killed for a while.

In addition, in such a narrow space, using a wide range of attacks will only injure oneself by mistake.

But just as the blood whip in Hitasil's hand swept away a group of zombies, Hitasil saw a guy who was like a nightmare to him.

Luo Qiu!

Behind Luo Qiu, followed by Zhong Luoyue, and Elizabeth with a sad face.

Hitasir's body stiffened suddenly, for he couldn't figure out if Luo Qiu had come to find him, or if he had just come to this place—this crypt labyrinth was too unfriendly to outsiders after all.

He remembered Luo Qiu's great strength, the fear he felt when he was powerless...... However, he quickly suppressed this fear, because the most powerful vampire of the Fernandez family was close by.

Hitasil felt that he could not be vain at all, and even had some other ideas. His gaze suddenly became hesitant and viper-like.

......

Liars, liars, and liars.

Zhong Luoyue thought about a lot of scolding words, but what she really thought of, and scolded more smoothly, was the word liar - of course, she scolded it in her heart.

Didn't this guy say that following him would be safe and nothing would happen?

What's going on in front of this?

Several huge werewolf monsters and the God of Gamblers Tu Shenyi are working together to attack a monster that seems to have been skinned and only muscle tissue remains?

And the army of zombies around them!

She shouldn't have followed this guy - though, she didn't have a better choice.

"The way this guy looks at you, why does he look so much like a priest who wants to molest children?Is he a pervert?" Zhong Luoyue couldn't help frowning—of course, talking like this was just a small counterattack to the current situation by the eldest lady of the Zhong family.

"Well, he's a pervert indeed. But Luo Qiu nodded directly.

Zhong Luoyue rolled her eyes, only thinking about how to escape at the moment, and didn't have time to talk to Luo Qiu about something. However, the moment Elizabeth met Hitasir's gaze, she subconsciously grabbed Luo Qiu's sleeve.

"Why, you seem to be scared of him?" Luo Qiu asked instead.

Elizabeth bowed her head a little timidly, "He'...... He used to sell my pureblood, so he had a close relationship with my family. ”

Luo Qiu nodded thoughtfully.

Elizabeth hurriedly said, "But, I don't have much to do with him." It's because the Thirteen Clans have always had very few purebloods for me, and they are not enough for me. In the absence of a choice, Grandpa can only find Hitasil, who is a dark merchant with a pure-blood source channel...... However, we are just ordinary business dealings. Grandpa he ...... He ......"

Elizabeth didn't say anything in the end.

Zhong Luoyue pricked up her ears at this time, listening to what Elizabeth said as much as possible.

Thirteen Clans, Dark Traders...... Pureblood?

But he saw that Hitasil was coming slowly at this time.

His position was very coquettish, and while avoiding the zombies, he also had an attack, and easily passed the zombie group, and was only a few meters away from Luo Qiu Fang.

"My dear friend, we meet again, do you miss me?" asked Hitasil in a crooked voice.

Luo Qiu suddenly stretched out his palm, then took some back, then looked at his palm, and finally just shook his head, and said something that no one could understand, "It's a little bit closer." ”

"What did you say?" Zhong Luoyue approached and asked in a low voice, "You and this guy seem familiar?"

"I think that's going to be a terrible thing. Luo Qiu shook his head quickly.

Hitasil's eyes turned at this time, starting with Elizabeth, then Zhong Luoyue, and finally looked at Luo Qiu, and said with a chuckle: "Luo Qiu, you are not here to help Tu Shenyi, right?"

"I don't have a reason to help him for the time being. Luo Qiu shook his head: "I just intend to take Elizabeth to the place where Mr. Amunster died, because she has the right to do so." ”

"Amunst?" said Hitasir, nodding thoughtfully, "It's a pity, Amunst was a beautiful man when he was young...... It's an unforgettable taste. ”

"Hitasir, please, please don't say it!" Elizabeth looked a little excited—but she still said politely.

"Sorry, my Elizabeth. Hitasil smiled slightly, and then said, "Luo Qiu, if you just want to go over, can you wait for us to take care of this matter." ”

"Whatever. Luo Qiu nodded.

After throwing a coquettish look, Hitahir threw himself into the crowd of zombies. And Zhong Luoyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, because in her opinion, at least Luo Qiu and this guy had already negotiated something.

It's just that this makes Zhong Luoyue more curious about Luo Qiu's identity...... In what capacity is he able to make these vampires so polite?

Then there is Tu Shenyi...... Isn't he the God of Gambling? When did he have something to do with zombies and vampires?

While she was secretly thinking about it, Zhong Luoyue suddenly felt a kind of grief in her heart. She didn't know where the grief was coming from, as if she had lost someone very important in an instant.

She subconsciously touched her eyes, tears not knowing when she was herself

And at this moment, a zombie werewolf was blown up by a punch from Viscount Fernandez - at this moment, Viscount Fernandez was no longer the appearance of only muscular tissue, but gave birth to pale skin.

He looks like he's about thirty-five years old, and he has a gloomy feeling, but he is very handsome overall.

He slowly landed on the ground, a black cloak draped over him, and a wicked smile on his face. At this time, Viscount Fernandez twisted his neck and said with a little excitement: "Fighting, sure enough, is the fastest way to revive the body...... Tu Shenyi, right? You and your experiments have a lot of credit. I admire your talent, and even though you are a murderer, I can accept you if you bear my blood for any reason. ”

"That's a lot of nonsense. Tu Shenyi snorted coldly, and the blood-colored swords in his hand changed from one to two.

He held two swords in his hands, each of them scattered, his head slightly bowed, but he was looking ahead, and there was a terrifying momentum that was frantically rising.

Viscount Fernandez shook his head, and suddenly said, "There is one thing you actually said wrong. That is, I'm not the last Fernandez family to look at being the fourth generation. I am...... The fourth generation has been achieved!"

From behind Fernandis, a blood rush out!

The blood qi that kept rushing out hesitated at the moment with a pair of blood-colored wings.

At this moment, the zombie werewolves around Tu Shenyi pounced left and right in an instant, while Tu Shenyi only took the middle, leaving Viscount Fernandez with no way to escape.

"The power of four generations, how do you know. Viscount Fernandez shook his head, just waved his hands quickly, and slashed towards Tu Shenyi and the two zombie werewolves in the void!

In just an instant, the body of the zombie werewolf who had not yet landed on the ground turned into several neat pieces as if it had been cut by a high-pressure water gun, and fell to the ground.

Tu Shenyi was in front of him with two swords at this moment, but it was only an instant, and his body flew out upside down - there were several gaps on the blade of the blood-colored long sword.

Viscount Fernandis leaned forward at this moment, rushed out in an instant, and grabbed Tu Shenyi, who had not yet landed, at an extremely fast speed.

His palm directly pinched Tu Shenyi's head, lifting his whole person high. As a fourth-generation vampire, Viscount Fernandez's perception is innumerably better than that of Hitasir.

"You and Hitasil should be of the same generation, but in my opinion, you are far better than my immature descendant, both in terms of fighting consciousness and bearing. I'll give you one last chance to accept my blood and become my descendants!"

But Tu Shenyi suddenly let go of his sword grip at this time, and let the long sword fall directly to the ground, as if he didn't intend to resist.

Viscount Fernandez suddenly snorted coldly at this time, but grabbed Tu Shenyi's head and threw him out, smashing him into the wall.

Tu Shenyi fell from the wall, sat on the ground, lowered his head, and did not lift up.

Viscount Fernandez snorted coldly at this time, "You are bent on death, do you think you can escape my perception?"

Tu Shenyi is still motionless...... In the distance, Luo Qiu's eyes gradually brightened.

"You're not Tu Shenyi, who are you?" Viscount Fernandez waved his palm at this time, and a blood-colored claw mark flew out instantly.

It directly tore through Tu Shenyi's mask and tore through his disguise.

With white hair hanging down and delicate facial features, it was as if carved by heaven, a beautiful and suffocating face, but the eyes were colorless, as if they were dead.

"This woman, I've seen ......" Zhong Luoyue blurted out at this time: "In Tu Shenyi's study, the woman on the painting ...... What's going on?"

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