In this way, Los began to accompany Twilight Moon to go shopping, since he was locked in the compound more than twenty years ago, it has been a long time, blood clans like Los and Twilight Moon are still very young individuals in the blood world, after all, compared with the emperors whose lifespan is about the same size as the earth and the dark kings who have a long human history, it is true, even the duke-level bloods and marquis-level bloods have lived for thousands of years, and the bloodlines like Los and Twilight who have lived for six or seven hundred years are still very young, and the bloodlines of this age are generally at the earl level, The viscount and baron ranks, how to put them, are like the age of sixteen or seventeen years in the human race.

It sounds incredible, but that's it, the youngest bloodline is now more than or close to a hundred years old, which is equivalent to five or six years old in the human race, that is to say, Los and Twilight Moon are now in a position where they are not old enough to be old, and they are not young when they are young.

Now, Los and Twilight are staying in a Korean restaurant, watching the sizzling barbecue on the iron plate, Losto's chin is very special, theoretically speaking, the stomach of the blood clan can only digest blood, but it is not as evil as those online articles say, eating other things will make you sick to your stomach, how to compare human food to the blood clan, just like a roadside food stall, or edible gold leaf, eating it will not be good for the body, of course, there will be no harm.

"It's a pity, it's the blood clan. Los sighed. Hearing this, a trace of loneliness flashed between Twilight Moon's eyebrows: "What kind of blood clan, it's just a poor person who has been imprisoned for time." ”

It seems that he is another person with a story. Los thought to himself. In the past six or seven hundred years, some stories are very normal, even Los has them, and even some bloody scenes that can only appear on film and television screens. It's just that the relationship between the two people now is just a relationship between superiors and subordinates, and as for the heart-to-heart, the two people have not been intimate to this extent.

Rose used his left hand to make the chopsticks pick up a piece of pork belly "Oh, merde!" (French: oh damn it!) "Most Westerners are left-handed, and the blood clan in the West is no exception, the chopsticks originate from China, seven inches and six minutes long, representing the seven emotions and six desires of people, the top and bottom are round, representing the heaven and the round place, excluding the fact that Los accidentally pinched his swollen hand when he learned to use chopsticks a hundred years ago, but the Chinese civilization is broad and profound.

"But, anyway, the fried rice cakes here are really good. Los recommended to Twilight. Twilight nodded. If Loth remembers correctly, Twilight has a sister who is called? Oh, yes, I remember. It's called Night Fanzhuo. It is said that now it seems that she has already decided to be her sister-in-law. The eldest son, the eldest daughter-in-law of the second room of the Bruch clan. Sure enough, the primogeniture system is really damned. Although he is a member of the royal family, and is now a member of the Bruch clan, if he can't be promoted to the prince, then, in the distant future, his descendants will be reduced to those princes. In a large clan, if you want to keep your bloodline alive, you must do your best to climb up. Except for the eldest son.

If you don't climb up, then, in the future, your own branch will probably not even be able to inherit the surname Bruch in the future. The Bruch clan is now marrying the Van Zhuo clan, which has sent a signal. Although after the Bruch clan integrated the thirteen clans of the blood clan, the glory of the Fanzhuo clan had gradually faded, and now it was completely in the middle of the thirteen clans of the blood clan, and it was more than the kind that was more than the top. But, after all, the Fanzhuo clan still has a deputy speaker and a head of the Judge Advocate General's Office. He still wields considerable power in the Dark High Council. After all, the Cabinet is the highest center of the dark world. In addition, the Judge Advocate General's Office also has a military police.

Therefore, it is really a good game for the Bruch clan to marry the Fanzhuo clan now, and his eldest brother has a father of the Speaker, an uncle of the Deputy Speaker, and the son-in-law of the Deputy Speaker and the niece and son-in-law of the Director of the Judge Advocate General's Office. In the future, the career will definitely be bright. It is not an exaggeration to say that the future is bright. His father delegated himself to the grassroots level, making it clear that he didn't want to let himself fight with his eldest brother. Hmph, if you think that he is so open-minded, it would be a big mistake. At present, I really don't care about fighting with my eldest brother. His bloodline is purer, it is a royal race at the top of the blood pyramid, and his eldest brother is just a royal race. Aren't you aware that even Prince Murphy Bruch, the Crown of Blood, who is known as the first king of the blood clan, is still stuck at the pinnacle of the prince level.

Los originally wanted a hot pot for the troops, but after thinking about it, the taste was a bit big, so he asked for a bibimbap with cheese. Although cheese is a high-calorie food, it is nothing for a creature like the blood family, whose body weight, weight and height have been fixed all his life. After eating, Los followed Twilight back to the hotel.

Hotel, before dawn, Los was not in a hurry to go back to the room, just walked around the corridor of the hotel, looking at the medieval European plate armor placed on both sides of the corridor, Los had some understanding. The owner of this hotel, that is, Count Vitalus of the Bruch clan, should be a master of manipulating puppets, using the mutilated souls of humans after death, attaching them to the armor, in this way, these iron shells should become the guards of this hotel, this trick is really clever, no wonder, Los always felt a feeling of being peeped at, just now I thought it was my nervousness, and then I glanced at the blood-red light in the eyes of the armor and understood, the ghost attached to the armor is very rich. In addition, there are dozens of gargoyles on the walls of this corridor, and if it weren't for the looming demonic aura, Los would really think it was an ordinary stone statue.

However, it is also relieved to think about it, after all, the gargoyle itself is a creature that is particularly good at concealing its own breath. Because it was almost wiped out by the Holy See in the thousand-year-old holy war centuries ago, in recent years, it can only continue to this day by relying on the protection of the blood clan, but it is definitely incomparable to the dark holy clan such as the blood clan, the demon clan and the werewolf. Not even a heretic like the Dark Mage, who defected from the Holy See of Light in the first year of the Common Era.

At this time, in a silent forest on the outskirts of Ottawa. "Oh, I really didn't expect to meet Cardinal Mikel of the Holy See of Light here. Mo Zhe looked at the middle-aged man in a red robe in front of him and said. Mikel looked at the Blood Prince in front of him, and his face was also a little ugly. Although no one in the Holy See knew the strength of the ninth prince of the Bruch clan, he would not be foolish enough to think that Mo Zhe was not his opponent. I saw a pair of huge silver bat wings with a wingspan of dozens of meters behind Mo Zhe slowly fanning, covered with silver runes, and the bone spurs at the bone joints had to flash a trace of coldness. Those pure silver eyes were full of banter. Slender fangs, sharp and long claws.

"It is my honor to meet Prince Mozhe here. Mikel swallowed and stroked his chest. "I don't know if your Pope has thought about it?" asked Mozhe. "His Majesty the Pope is willing to cooperate with the most noble and great Council of Darkness to exterminate the heretics of the Holy Women. Mikel said. "That's good. Mo Zhe nodded with satisfaction: "I don't know if three hundred years have passed, can your crusaders still fight?" Mikel heard this, his face was a little ugly, but he still said as usual: "His Majesty the Pope has decided to send the Teutonic Knights to participate in this operation, however, we need a permission to operate in your governorate." "That's not a problem. Mo Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The permission order will be sent to the Vatican by the Fanzhuo clan soon." Then he added: "However, I still advise you to be cautious in Ontario, after all, the 400,000 blood clan in Ontario, if your knights have some unpleasant friction with the local blood clan and cause a series of bloodshed, the Dark Supreme Council will not be responsible." ”

This is a very threatening one. Mikel's face immediately turned the color of pork liver. However, there is no way, staying on other people's turf is naturally to do things according to other people's rules. However, he could only nod, and then, he consumed a spatial scroll and disappeared in place. Mo Zhe stroked his hair, and his figure slowly faded.

In the room, Lost's brewed a cup of Huaixia coffee and watched the rising heat. Oh, it smells so good! He didn't want to drink hot cocoa anymore. He wants coffee, sugar, and red wine! Preferably '76 years of Xuanshiny! The three dark groups seem to have their own favorite wines: for example, the Bloods prefer red wine, the demons prefer champagne, the werewolves prefer vodka, oh no, to be precise, as long as it's spirits, werewolves like them all. As for why the Bloodline loves red wine, it may be because the color of red wine is similar to blood. The Demon Clan prefers champagne, or because champagne means victory, and the Demon likes to use champagne as the protagonist of the celebration dinner.

The Holy Virgen Party sounds like a headache. Los pinched his head, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to catch his breath, just walked from one battlefield to another. Perhaps, the military commander of this unit was a member of the Fanzhuo clan, and the Fanzhuo clan did not fail, only succeeded and died after failure, either sitting on the throne or falling in a pool of blood in front of the throne, this is the Fanzhuo clan.