Chapter 283 Caesar, the King

"I didn't expect the king of the blood clan to be so young and handsome, and he has a fight with a young idol, you have a good view of the moon, I won't bother. ”

Jiang Luo tried his best to retreat, but his legs were like being filled with lead, and he couldn't take a step at all, and when he looked down, he realized that eight crimson iron cables were firmly wrapped around his ankles, and at first glance they looked like eight giant pythons ready to devour him.

Jiang Luo was slightly angry, slashed horizontally, and his spiritual power swooped down, swinging away the surrounding blood mist, and the red iron rope tightened more and more, almost breaking his feet and neck.

"When the seniors returned to China, they always praised the hospitality of the blood clan, were they all blinded by lard? King Caesar, this is your hospitality?"

Caesar glanced at Jiang Luo lightly, and said lightly: "Don't be nervous, I just want to enjoy the moon with you, and when the moon sets, I will let you go back." ”

Jiang Luo calmed down and tried to transmit the divine thoughts, informing the master and uncle to save him, but after trying four times in a row, the divine thoughts could not be sent out at all.

To make matters worse, he couldn't even open the storage ring, and he couldn't use the mobile phone lying in the storage ring.

Fortunately, the blood mist was just disgusting and disgusting, and it didn't corrode his skin, otherwise, he would really collapse.

Caesar was still lying on the grass, as if there was a pool of tears in his blue eyes, and sighed: "I like a saying in Huaxia very much, princes and generals, rather there is a kind." ”

He actually spoke Chinese, and he also spoke the words correctly, Jiang Luo was slightly startled, and couldn't help but suspect that he had heard it wrong.

"Have you studied Chinese?"

"A thousand years ago, Van Helsing and I fought for the position of head of the blood clan, but unfortunately lost, so we had to flee to the East, where we were adopted by a private school teacher, and read a lot of books in his house.

Reading through the historical records, only these two sentences are in line with my heart, there is no natural noble species in the world, and only through continuous struggle can we achieve success. ”

Jiang Luo didn't know what to say, this Caesar was too weird, he looked like an ordinary white boy on his face, his eyes were melancholy, he was proficient in Chinese, and he didn't have the demeanor of a blood king.

"Mr. Private School is my adoptive father, he has never met a talent in his life, he has failed many times, and can only teach in the countryside to survive, but unfortunately, he did not survive until I recovered my true body, and passed away.

I had no chance to repay him, so I had to kill those who bullied him, calculated him, and slandered him.

Because of my adoptive father's relationship, I have always liked the Chinese people, and the cultural heritage of China is far better than that of Western Europe. ”

Caesar told Jiang Luo about the old past like a broken thought, and Jiang Luo listened to it a few times, and prayed with all his heart that the master and the master would come over quickly.

"The Wheel of Hell is about to close, please leave on time. ”

The high-pitched female voice spread throughout the island, and a group of people reluctantly left the wheel of hell and staggered into the dream hotel.

They didn't glance at the strange blood mist, and even if they did, they probably didn't care.

"In my eyes, they're just walking dead, but you're different," Caesar added.

"What's different about me?", Jiang Luo asked.

"They only stare at delicious food and beautiful women, not at the common people, while you can see through the filth behind the glitz and care for a little boy under the moonlit night. ”

Caesar suddenly stood up and reached out to stroke Jiang Luo's cheek, "I like you very much." ”

Jiang Luo had goosebumps all over his body, almost vomited out the overnight meal, and shouted: "Everyone is a man, I advise you to respect yourself, you must know that you are so unreasonable, I won't come to kill me." ”

"Don't get me wrong, what I say like is just appreciation, not the right words," Caesar laughed twice.

Whoosh!

Two figures jumped over, and even through the thick blood mist, Jiang Luo could recognize at a glance that it was the master and the master.

"Uncle, master, I'm here", Jiang Luo hurriedly shouted.

Qiao Bin pointed at Caesar and asked, "Aren't you the kid who plays rugby?

"Master, he is Caesar, the leader of the Blood Clan, and this blood mist is his masterpiece," Jiang Luo reminded.

"Impossible, Caesar is obviously a sturdy man with red hair and brown eyes, and he is just a little child, how can there be blood mist here?", Qiao Bin looked incredulous.

Only then did Jiang Luo understand that the blood mist was just Caesar's illusion, in the final analysis, his cultivation was shallow, his ability was insufficient, and he couldn't see through all this, so his master and uncle were completely unbewitched by illusion.

Li Tairong's expression changed slightly, "This kid can confuse Jiang Luo, he is definitely not an idle person, maybe it is really Caesar." ”

Caesar smiled slightly, snapped his fingers gracefully, and in an instant, the blood mist flying in the sky and the iron cables under Jiang Luo's feet all disappeared.

"Three, see you tomorrow", Caesar smiled at Li Taeyong and Qiao Bin, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

Seeing that Jiang Luo's face was not worried, Qiao Bin hurriedly supported him and asked with concern, "Xiao Luo, how are you now?"

"It's okay, it's just that my head is a little dizzy", Jiang Luo exhaled a breath of turbidity, and suddenly sobered up a lot.

Li Tairong's face was solemn and he looked at Jiang Luo, "What did Caesar tell you?"

He took refuge in China a thousand years ago, but fortunately he was adopted by Mr. Private School, and he also learned a lot of ancient Chinese. ”

Li Tairong said: "No wonder he speaks Chinese so fluently, let's go back first." ”

"Xiao Luo, can you fly now? If not, I'll carry you," Qiao Bin said.

"No, I'm just dizzy and nauseous, and my spiritual power is not damaged", Jiang Luo took a step forward, tiptoed, and took off lightly.

Seeing that he was fine, Qiao Bin and Li Tairong were relieved.

It's almost midnight, and the Dream Hotel is still as bright as day.

Qiao Bin took out the room card and was about to open the door, when the hotel manager Jack suddenly ran over and said with a smile: "Three gentlemen, the rest of the guests have received gifts, but you haven't received them yet, this is your gift." ”

Jiang Luo took the blue carton in his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you, for bothering you." ”

"You're welcome, it's my duty to take care of every guest," Jack says with a smile.

After entering the house, Qiao Bin and Li Tairong cast spells at the same time, setting up an enchantment.

Jiang Luo opened the blue carton and saw a drop-shaped ruby lying inside, he felt the novelty and scraped it with a fruit knife, no matter how hard he tried, there was no trace left on the gem.

"It's really a good thing, it may be worth a lot of money", Jiang Luo played, thinking about using this gem to make a brooch for Luo Churan.

When Qiao Bin heard him say this, he suddenly became interested, and said, "Let me see, the blood clan is really so generous?"

Jiang Luo handed over the gem, Qiao Bin held it in the palm of his hand, and pinched it hard, although he didn't use spiritual power, but with the strength of his hand, ten iron walnuts had to be crushed into slag.

However, there is nothing wrong with this ruby, which shows how hard it is.

Qiao Bin's expression changed slightly, and he shot out a spiritual power, covering the ruby, if it was an ordinary jade, it would definitely be shattered into Yin powder, and only the magic weapon of the spirit weapon could withstand this blow.