146 7.7.1
"A glass of Rank.?? Text???" The blonde-haired vampire hunter placed a bill on the bar and looked around. The bartender at the front desk pushed him a glass of golden wine. "The latest intelligence." The hunter pushed another banknote, this time with his hunter's badge.
The bartender rested his elbows on the table, approached Fred, and lowered his voice, "That prince, there has been news recently, near the imperial capitalβ"
"A glass of blue blood," a flirtatious voice suddenly interjected, and a hunter's badge identical to the blonde hunter was placed on the table. The visitor approached the handsome bartender and stared at each other with a hidden smile, "There is still something about it...... Your ** size of the intelligence. β
Fred's forehead burst with bruises.
The bartender's gaze fell on the new young man and unconsciously left Fred. Compared to Fred's guide, the later youth seemed more like a work of art. His silver hair and jewel-like eyes, pale complexion, and bright red lips are a popular vampire style.
- Of course, the means are also more clever.
Everybody has tried Fred, and this bartender is no exception. However, Fred will always smile and refuse anyone mercilessly.
Anyone knows that it is hopeless to get him. And he's very old, and it's likely that he's had had a binding fever, or he didn't have it at all, which means that the sentinels he matched didn't exist at all.
Fredskin said with a non-smirk, "That's a high degree." β
"I love spirits." Giaco said with a smile as he looked at the bartender.
"Fred, I'll give you a message in a moment." The bartender gave the young man a subtle wink, making the other man raise his eyebrows. The bartender began to concoct blue blood for him.
Fred and Jaco looked straight ahead with a smile on their faces.
As the bartender placed the blue blood in front of Giaco, he pushed a note to Fred, lowered his voice and said in front of Fred, "That one's hair, just like this one...... It's as pure as Mithril. β
Fred clutched the note into his palm and said "thank you" almost through gritted teeth.
Jaco said coolly, "I've heard that hunters can't attack ordinary citizens. β
"That's right," the bartender smiled at Jaco and walked up to him, "the third article of the hunter's code says ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Fred, who had always been accustomed to rejecting everything, suddenly reached out and jerked the unusually handsome young man on his shoulder, and took the badge on the table by the way.
Jaco shouted "What are you doing" in dismay, rolling his eyes at 666, who was hiding behind Fred. A few lines of words are displayed on the belly of 666
In the past half a month, Jaco has tried countless times to challenge and provoke Fred in various ways, but he has never succeeded in provoking Fred. Until he discovered this method......
Fred put Jaco down, pressed him against the wall, and bit his lip hard. Stimulated by the smell of blood, Giako couldn't help but bite Fred's tongue open. Fred's sweet blood filled his mouth and stimulated his taste buds, causing Giacco to give up resistance and suck hard several times. Then he restrained himself from letting go of the other man's tongue and said viciously, "You won." β
He put his arm around Fred's waist and turned his head at the bartender who was standing behind the bar dumbfounded, not knowing how to react, "Goodbye, sweetheart, I'll come back to you next time." β
The bartender opened his mouth in defiance. That guy is obviously here...... No, the point is that Fred actually kissed a sentry...... Fred actually walked away with a sentry on his shoulder!
This is definitely more shocking news than the news he gave Fred!
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"Sarah." Fred pressed the vampire's shoulders and galloped hard through the other's body, gathering his will and saying half-heartedly.
Jaco, who was constantly muffled by the bang, struggled to concentrate. He felt that Fred did it on purpose. He was lying on the **, couldn't bite anything, and was simply not satisfied to the extreme......
ββ¦β¦ Your SRE, who appeared in the imperial capital three days ago, embraced two sentinels for the first time. Fred slammed the vampire to the point where he almost hit his head. Jaco propped his hand on the rough plank of his head and complained, "Can you find a delicate place next time......
"Haven't you gotten used to living in the sewers for ten days?" Fred taunted him with a vengeance.
Jaco gave him a middle finger. "What the hell are you ...... How do I find my ......?"
Fred leaned down, his chest pressed against Giaco's back, and whispered in his ear, "We are spiritually united...... I always know what my sentinels are thinking......"
Jaco's old face turned red, and he raised his head angrily and tried to bite Fred, but Fred immediately pulled back and refused the temptation of the other party's mental power - he wanted to punish the little slippery head more.
ββ¦β¦ Last night, she hugged three more sentinels for the first time......"
"What does she want so many subordinates for...... Jaco frowned, "it's all sentinel......?" β
"It's all sentinels......" Fred's voice was a little low and hoarse, and he forced Giaco to writhe his β‘β‘ impatiently, but always avoided being bitten by him, "a prince...... At the beginning of the imperial capital, there were a large number of sentinels...... What do you think she wants to do...... β
Giaco didn't speak - he restrained very hard.
"Two years ago she killed Bishop Gref, one of the cardinals...... This event caused a stir throughout the Empire, which formed a large army of sentinels to encircle the vampire's lair...... The vampires were quiet for a while...... Nowβwellβ" Fred slammed into the apex. Jaco's body trembled, and he quickly saw the stitch twist his upper body and stop his neck with his hand, biting Fred's neck.
Fred let him suck for a moment in his dizziness, and as the characteristic aphrodisiac factor in vampire saliva was injected into his body, he secretly scolded and slammed the weak-legged little vampire away, kissing the scarlet bloody lips hard. Fred's army of spiritual power entered, breaking through Jaco's defenseless mental power in one fell swoop, covering and fusing it, and the two of them were so happy that they froze for a while.
666 quietly hid under the ** and looked at the two spirit bodies that were almost entangled into one, and the pattern of a dog was lonely drawn on the silver belly.
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In the central council of the tall dome, two cardinals sat in chief, followed by five or six archbishops. The Archbishop of Wales sat right next to Cardinal Rohr.
"The news of Sarah's arrival must not be made public," said Wales, with a sincere and serious face, "and it will increase the panic among the people." β
"The Archbishop of Wales," frowned the other archbishop, Coney, who brought the news to the cardinals, "and this is a matter of safety for the entire people of the Imperial Capital, and we must make all preparations for our innocent and devout congregations." β
"I'm even more puzzled now," an archbishop with a mockery on his face raised his chin slightly, looking at his fingers on the table, "how did Sarah recover from her last 'sleep'?" β
"I think the focus right now is on how to get her out of the countryβ"
"Drive? Archbishop Kony, we relied on the sacrifice of a cardinal to expel him, and I don't think it's a good idea. β
"Archbishop of Wales, what is the best way? Let her develop her own children in the imperial capital? "She's already managed to plunder a dozen of our powerful parishioners, do you want to let her continue?" β
"Calm, calm. Children," Cardinal Rohr spoke, his words halting the heated argument for a moment, "the 'one' is only the first of our poor parishioners, and we must find out what she's really trying to doβKony, you're right to be worried, but we can't let the Imperial Capital fall into panic again and again. β
Kony kept his mouth shut. He could not contradict the words of a cardinal, much less question his views. At the same time, he also understands that they must find out Sarah's intentions, otherwise she is likely to invade the imperial capital for the third time.
Cardinal Rohr glanced at the other cardinal at the table. The one had been dozing off and had never uttered a word. And Archbishop Royce, who had wondered how Sarah would recover, was silent at the moment, just looking at his fingers.
Wales spoke again at this moment: "For the sake of vigilance, I think we need to have the guides of the Empire assist our soldiers in making some contribution to the Empire." β
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"I've already bought a ticket to the imperial capital," Fred packed the box away, looked at the little sentry who was still slumped on the **, and went up and kicked his ass, "Don't be a bad **." β
Giako squirmed, and the quilt slipped off his body. Fred looked at the marks on his body and held back a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Unless you want to travel during the day." β
The little vampire finally moved. He slowly propped up his waist and said to Fred, "My **, actor." β
When Fred put his ** into his hand, Jaco suddenly came to his senses. He turned to look at Fred. Fred and actor Sun Qifei don't look alike at all, but they are the same person. Jaco reached out and put his arms around Fred's neck and kissed him tightly for half a minute.
"Who the hell are you?" He stared into Fred's eyes gravely and earnestly.
Fred looked at him for a long time, grabbed Jaco's head with both hands, and touched the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, "We are in a game, and the rules of the game are that you are locked in a small house, and the owner of the house is outside. We do this by successfully exiting the house while you carry his monitor. I'll be anything in the room, but if I speak, I'll be kicked out - it's game over. β
Jacoda stared at Fred with his eyes open, vaguely aware of something. He opened his mouth and finally asked, "So, how did you get in?" β