Human beings, as long as they are human beings, have limits.

There is a limit to ability, there is a limit to wisdom, and there is a limit to the scope of cognition.

Wandering the rivers and lakes and lingering under the snort of the Murong family for many years, many people in the rivers and lakes know very well whether the Murong family's reaction speed is fast or slow, how fast it is, and how slow it is.

That's why they were so bold to 'keep it a secret' and borrowed the Murong family's property to plot against Mo Ye, trying to snatch the antidote to the Hexiang Bone from Mo Ye before the people of the Murong family found out that the Cangmu Snake Monarch was dead.

But they were wrong from the start.

They chose the wrong target, and at the same time, they got one thing wrong: Mo Xie didn't have the antidote to the hemp fragrant bone in his hand at all, and the word 'antidote' was not in the prescription written on the white silk at all, and because Mo Xie had a 'limited level of education', he didn't even understand what the recipe was.

At their carefully calculated time and in a carefully arranged place, a whole set of actions that could be called lore was carried out by one wrong thing against one wrong target.

High explosives are buried in every wall of the restaurant, which has been placed since the beginning of its construction, and it was built to be destroyed.

Wrapped in a strong enemy to destroy with it, wrapped in the secret that cannot see the light to destroy together, wrapped in the dignity of a certain great person.

But there are still people and things in this world that cannot be destroyed.

A figure stepped out of the fire and smoke.

He soared into the air, step by step, step by step, as if there were steps in the air that ordinary people could not see.

Is it a deliberate pretense or a subconscious act?

Without carefully savoring the difference between the two, Mo Ye gradually fell from the sky.

The people in the rivers and lakes below who had not yet committed suicide looked at Mo Ye blankly, their mouths wide open, enough to stuff goose eggs.

"Who can take me to Zhou's house?"

The indifferent voice was in stark contrast to the fire behind him, and Mo Ye's face was like a rock covered in ice.

No one answered him, only Ai Ai's exclamations sounded for a long time, such as: "How can it be ......", "Who are you......", "This is definitely not a ...... that martial arts can do"

In hindsight, don't do it.

Mo Ye looked at the group of people and shook his head.

"Either way, no matter what. ”

In the face of a strong enemy, this group of people can't even run, their fighting spirit has been lost, or the desire to survive has been lost, Mo Xie doesn't want to ask anything more, worried that it will be fruitless and worried that they will be calculated again.

"If you meet someone from the Zhou family, tell them that I will wait for them in Jianye. In front of the Zhou family, the Murong family was just a joke. ”

No one was killed, although it was a breeze. Mo Xie dropped such a sentence and turned his head and flew away.

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Towards the twilight, even the sun does not want to show its face for a long time in the cold wind.

In a secret stronghold disguised as a ruined building, the newborn Bloods ushered in their first night.

"Sons of bitch, hurry up!"

The whip struck the ground, and the crackling electric light dazzled the eyes.

Wearing blast suits, the Bloods drove eighty newborns out of the building's underground passages into the streets.

There were more than that, but the 'feast' for them was so crazy that a few unlucky ones woke up so late that they were sucked into vampires by the raw melons and eggs.

In fact, after becoming a blood clan, even a vampire who is just a degraded version of this kind of vampire will not think that he will die simply because of excessive blood loss, and this kind of death is a shame and a joke for any creature that is associated with the word 'blood clan'.

It's no wonder that these newborns are not light or heavy, and the 'brilliance of humanity' that still exists in their bodies has always guided them "It's too cruel to suck people to death, it's better to kill them first and then suck blood."

That's right, I don't know if it's because of the local characteristics or some other reason, these newborns habitually choose to break the target's neck before sucking blood, and even if no one can control their strength at the beginning of the transformation into a vampire, the so-called 'twisting the neck' most of the time evolves into an activity that makes the target's body look different.

The head is different, maybe the serious blood clan can still be rescued, but as a deteriorated version, they ......

Hehe.

So, those unlucky guys just hung up, and they didn't even have a place to reason.

Abroad, within the Bloodline, the death of any member is a big deal, but here.

Hehe.

Maybe they didn't regard these deteriorated versions of the blood clan as their own at all, maybe they didn't want to delay the implementation of the plan, or maybe they were just 'the law does not blame the people, the law does not blame the young', in short, this group of newborns was driven to the street.

In front of them was the city of lights.

"Smack!"

Bloods in protective suits threw packets of blood in plastic bags at pedestrians on the street, and the shocking action alarmed the city, and many strangers in 'fancy costumes' and 'gangs' who had been in the shadows and went unnoticed were greeted with attention and cordial greetings.

"You're so insane!"

A man yelled at the underground passage where the Bloodclan had appeared, protecting the woman who had been hit by the blood bag, and he was about to go up to 'negotiate' with the Bloodclan while shouting angrily.

He didn't notice the newborns' eyes that turned red quickly at the sight of blood, and he didn't hear the low growls coming out of their throats.

So he suffered.

"Blood!"

The feast in the chamber did not feed them, and perhaps the few of them who woke up earlier were full, but the amount of food thrown at them was already limited to the extent that each individual was only half-full.

The so-called 'planning' is to arrange everything in advance, just like now.

The Bloodclan had arranged a group of hungry vampires and an unsuspecting city, and the blood bag that was thrown out was the beginning of the rest of the night.

"Shhh

The hungry beast pounced, and the strong man was thrown to the ground by three or four vampires in a blink of an eye, and his roar was quickly replaced by a wail.

The warm blood soothed the restless stomach, and the others who failed to grab the blood set their eyes on the blood-stained woman who was paralyzed with fright.

"Shhh

The fangs pierced the air, and dark shadows swooped down on the woman.

"Smack!"

Someone whipped the whip, and the shadows froze.

In one day, in addition to transformation and opening the body, these newborns obviously received a certain degree of early childhood education.

Such as 'obedient'.

As soon as the whip sounded, no matter what the action was, it had to be stopped immediately.

The woman looked with a hint of hope towards where the sound had come from, and she saw a figure that was no different from the others, covered in a hazmat suit.

"Help me...... Please......"

The tears on the woman's face took off her makeup, and she was pitiful.

As long as there is still some soft-heartedness, people will not sit idly by, right?

However, under the woman's gaze, the man said in a flat voice:

"Don't break your neck. ”