Chapter 773: Blood Clan's Lair (1)
What is retribution?
Retribution is that you just said that your father-in-law might kill you, and the murderous father-in-law really wants to kill you. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The two men were facing each other in the air, and Xu Yangyi told Yue Congrao bit by bit about the things in the Tower of Babel, and most of them did not hide it.
After a long time, Yue Congrao's murderous aura gradually faded, but his eyes still looked at Xu Yangyi unkindly: "In other words, the daughter of the True Monarch is now under a pure-blood curse. Trapped in the Tower of Babel?"
Xu Yangyi nodded.
"Then you still dare to hang out outside?!" Yue Congrao's anger that had just calmed down erupted: "Let me tell you, I am just such a daughter, what do she want to have three long and two short, Ben Zhenjun will not sacrifice your blood, and my Yue Congrao will never show up in the cultivation world from now on!"
Xu Yangyi sighed: "I'm about to go to Romania." â
"Romania?" Yue Congrao sneered twice, his eyes shining with cold light: "I have been the son-in-law of the blood clan for so long, and I have never heard of a curse for purebloods, let alone a solution to this curse." I warn you, you'd better bring me an answer that I can agree with, or ......"
"No matter whether you have a Yuan Infant behind you, Ben Zhenjun will kill you!"
Xu Yangyi was not angry.
He fully understood Yue Congrao's psychology. When he was in New York, he talked to him for a long time, and he understood how much this different Yuan Ying loved Angel, and it could almost be said that he didn't dare to give the moon to the stars, and he didn't dare to give the sun to the moon. The other party almost never touched a finger of Angel, but it turned out to be a Wangfu stone in his hand, if it was other Yuanying, I am afraid that the ends of the earth would not spare him.
Yue Congrao snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away. A voice came from the air: "Ben Zhenjun is waiting for you here, if you dare to bypass this country, you ...... It's best to pray never to go out of China!"
The night sky is silent. Xu Yangyi smiled bitterly and flew straight towards Romania.
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salatavie, eggplant sauce. platou taranesc, a large platter of meat dishes. Plus a wide variety of sausages with Romanian specialties. This constitutes a very rich lunch that can be found everywhere in Romania.
Tall oak trees can be found everywhere, and the national flower, the white rose, blooms in the restaurant's flower beds. Barrels of wine open in the sun. In a country full of drugs, guns, where the mafia once spread, what is projected is peace, tranquility.
The capital of Bucharest, where the Catholic forces are overwhelming, passes through the narrow Turkish Strait, and is opposite Turkey, the starting position of Islam against Catholicism. Bucharest, on the other hand, is a strong blend of Catholicism and modern architecture.
Of course, with the spread of the mafia, drugs, guns, and something that everyone is deeply taboo but never mentions is also growing silently in the dark night.
Bloodline.
The "dang ......" knife cuts a section of mici, a grilled sausage made from minced beef, a very common and delicious food in Romania, a silver fork brings the sausage into the mouth, and slender fingers hold a crystal clear goblet and slowly taste the red wine of one of Europe's five major wine countries.
The white napkin wiped his mouth gently, and under the sword-like brow, there were dark eyes, and the young Asian man acted chic and elegant, while the waiter standing next to him was trembling and even sweating coldly.
"What's your name?" asked the young Asian casually, shaking his glass.
"Joo, Jo, Jonescu...... Pavilion, Your Excellency......" The waiter's voice trembled.
"Oh, my surname is Xu, and I have a name called wolf venom. Xu Yangyi looked at the waiter in front of him amicably: "If you can, I hope you can take me to the Tagul family's clan land in the afternoon, is it okay?"
"Bang la la" The waiter's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, his hands on the ground, and his voice trembled: "Your Excellency, please, please let me go, I'm sorry! I, I don't know where I offended you! Please ......."
Xu Yangyi frowned: "Don't be so nervous, this real person is not a man-eating monster, why does it seem to kill you?"
Ionecus didn't dare to answer, he was just a fledgling bloodline! The marquis was the sky in his eyes, and he never thought of seeing the Grand Duke!
When he heard that someone was looking for him to serve, he was still overjoyed, he needed money, no, it was a monk in the Qi training period who needed money, after the establishment of the Cultivation University, now the earth's Qi training period is in a state of blowout, some people are still college students in the last second, and the next second they become monks that everyone envies, however, this has also caused the cultivation world to be mixed, unfortunately, he is the fish.
Unexpectedly, when I came over, it turned out to be a grand duke!
He almost fainted on the spot.
"Lead the way. The two words that were concise and to the point interrupted his thoughts, and the words that were not spoken.
An hour later, Xu Yangyi was standing in a deep underground passage at the Holeizu Monastery. A hundred meters underground, there is a grand mausoleum group, I don't know which ancestor is buried here, the lights are extremely dim, one by one huge demonized vampires hang upside down, and the red gaze almost does not dare to stay on their group for a second. Unusually quiet.
I don't know how much, like the ocean, the pungent smell of blood almost melts into substance here. A river of blood envelops tens of thousands of meters of buildings, making it seem like hell.
Just as he stepped down the bottom of the stairs, tens of thousands of red eyes above his head opened, and the sound of bat's wings spreading formed a wave. Almost at the same time, an old voice rang out: "Which gentleman is coming?"
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After a long silence, the old voice said lightly: "Please." â
The sound of flapping wings instantly fell silent, and the red light curtain like the ocean fell.
"Mr. X. Ten minutes later, the palatial main burial chamber, which had been transformed into a splendid European-style palace, was a drooping old man with triangular ears and age spots on his exposed skin: "Long time no see...... I heard you're doing well in Huaxia?"
The face is old, and the aura is not fake at all.
Half-step yuan baby!
That kind of majestic spiritual power, if nothing shrouded Xu Yangyi's surroundings, he was not moved at all, and smiled: "It's okay." â
"The Grand Duke of Ben, Afanalong, the patriarch of the Tagul family. In the glorious palace, there were only three people, the old man snapped his fingers, and a man who looked like a butler behind him immediately brought a bottle of wine and slowly poured it: "The blood of the saints of the previous generation is mixed with fresh red wine." The taste is sweet and there is no smell of blood. â
The fire was burning warmly, Xu Yangyi took the wine glass, stared at the old man and went straight in: "One holy medicine, the highest grade." â
The old man's eyes flashed, and his deep reflection was reflected on the wine glass: "The price?"
Xu Yangyi leaned forward and looked directly into Afanalong's eyes: "Pure-blood clan, is there a secret method to die for others?"
"Of course. Afanaron rubbed his chin and shook his glass gently: "But...... I'm curious, this is a secret of the blood clan, and there will be no more than ten people who know about it, how do you know?"
After a while, they calmly retracted: "Secret." â
"Oh......" Afanalong swiped a mouthful of blood, "I think I should have the right to know." â
Xu Yangyi crossed his fingers, put them on his abdomen, crossed Erlang's legs and smiled: "If I don't want to?"
"Oh, young man, I think everything has a price. Afanalong licked his lips pleasantly and looked at the relief of the Genesis on the roof: "The importance of pure-blood vampires to the continuation of the race, you can't understand it, you just need to tell us why, where, it's enough." â
"If you want to get it, you have to give, don't you?"
Xu Yangyi's smile deepened: "I think that the Holy Shadow level holy medicine is enough as the price of this news." â
"Enough is enough...... "Afanalong flicked the handrail leisurely, and his eyes swept over Xu Yangyi with deep meaning: "But...... Forget it, how about drinking this glass of wine first? It's pure wine, no blood. â
Xu Yangyi was noncommittal.
The scarlet wine was like a waterfall in the sun, with an intoxicating look poured into the silver cup below, and Afanaron poured the wine himself, his old face unwavering. However, the official, who seemed to be only in his thirties, quietly took a step back.
The wine was poured slowly, and Afanalong said slowly in a bewitching voice, "You are really bold...... This place, called King Lear's Tomb, has not been set foot in for more than 100 years. I admire your courage, but the negotiation between Jindan is not only fair or unfair, but also bold, are you right?"
"First time I heard about it. Xu Yangyi smiled and looked at the red line and smiled: "Is there anything else?"
"Of course. With a soft sound of "dong", the wine bottle flew into the butler's hand, and Afanalong flicked the wine glass lightly: "There is still strength." â
"Brush!" With a flick that seemed to have no power, the wine glass actually let out a dragon-like hum, as fast as lightning rushing towards Xu Yangyi! In his eyes, this was no longer a wine glass, but a bat full of blood!
"It's the first time I've heard of it. I thought that Jindan's transactions were all fair. Xu Yangyi seemed to ignore it, and his smile was still the same.
Afanaron smiled lightly: "So...... You'll find out later, maybe starting with the Grand Duke. â
"Brush!" In a few tenths of a second, the blood-red bat turned into a blood-red bow and arrow! The crimson light was about a foot long, completely enveloping the wine glass, and the strong control of Afanaron's spiritual power actually created a strange aura that blurred the space between square inches.
In the next second, the wine glass was firmly grasped by a hand, and Xu Yangyi slowly took a sip as if he had caught a fly.
"Good wine. He closed his eyes and exhaled comfortably: "The mouth is mellow and fragrant." Sure enough, it's a good wine. â
Afanalong's pupils shrank suddenly, and the waiter more than ten meters away behind him gasped and couldn't help but take a few steps back!
Caught it......
Caught it unscathed!
This bullet is by no means simple, Afanalong has condensed the aura of most of his body, and with his terrifying aura control ability and subtle level of control, he has turned a glass of wine into a murder weapon that can beat the Grand Duke in the early stage and recuperate for several months! The other party actually took this cup with the realm of the late Grand Duke!
How many Grand Dukes stepped into the land of the Tagul tribe and were forced to retreat by a cup, and now an overseas monk has taken it steadily!
As Xu Yangyi's words fell, the luxurious chair under him shattered and turned into pieces of powder. Afanaron's gaze softened instantly.
Seemingly...... Although it is strong, it is not enough, and it is still under itself......
"I think, Mr. X, I'm afraid you still ...... this glass of wine."
Before the words fell, the next sentence made him stand up.
"I think, Patriarch Afanalong, if it weren't for the European barrier, your cup would have been easily drunk by the Grand Duke. â