Groov! Groov!

Footsteps sounded from this dark alley, a straight figure strolled from the shadow of the corner to the dim moonlight, he was wearing a dark evening dress, the clothes did not contain a trace of wrinkles, the black hair was neatly combed back, meticulously cared for, but the original black hair color, mixed with a little white silk, and that handsome face, also gradually appeared fine wrinkles, his face had no expression, his eyes were slightly stern, looking at the young man in front of him

"If you need to eat, just give it a command and let the people prepare it for you, you shouldn't spend time doing that. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What's that?" The young man turned his head and said impatiently, "When a raised domestic animal? That's not food, at best, it's just supplementing the nutrients needed to sustain life. ”

He turned around, elegantly stretched out a pale and slender hand to caress the soft and white cheeks of the noble lady in front of him who had lost consciousness against the wall, and gently wiped away the original stunned expression of the noble lady with his hand, and the blue eyes that were originally as deep as the ocean began to gradually glow with a bewitching red light, looking at the noble lady in front of him, the young man said with a slight obsession:

"You see, human beings are so beautiful, I like them, I like to listen to their stories, I like to observe their thoughts, I like to understand their lives, and then I like to taste their blood, and this feeling is not just eating, it is like sucking their lives! It even makes me feel like my life has been extended..."

"Rogers!" The middle-aged man behind him suddenly shouted, and his originally plain gaze suddenly became stern: "Don't forget your current identity!" You are the young patriarch of our Fanzhuo clan, and there are so many things that you need to deal with! You shouldn't waste your time on this kind of thing! ”

"Although it is true that I am the young patriarch, but so what? Even if you are a patriarch, you have to eat. Rogers shrugged his shoulders at the middle-aged man behind him, and said slowly: "We are blood clans, and our duty is to bite human necks and suck their blood in this unusually quiet corner of the city, no matter how perfect our evolution is, no matter how noble our status becomes, but this is our instinct and nature that we can't change at all, and we can't resist it at all." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded: "I agree with you on this point, it is better to say that I agree with such the most primitive and retro way of hunting, this is just your taste..."

"Your daughter is probably much more than this lady."

“.…..”

Hearing this, Rogers let go of his hand, let the noble lady's body slide down the corner of the wall and on the ground, his hands were half-raised, as if he was completely surrendering, he turned around, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was seven points similar to his appearance with a wry smile:

"Good! Good! Good! My dear Uncle Smith, I am afraid that there is no better person in this world than you in this ability to spoil people's interest! ”

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A dark red carriage drove slowly on a quiet and remote road in the middle of the city, and in the vast dark night, the dim red color was always difficult to detect.

The slow carriage was silent and there was no bump in sight, and after careful observation, it was found that the whole carriage was actually floating in the air. Pulling the carriage forward were two pitch-black horse-like creatures, but the tall size, thick limbs, and dark blue flames that erupted from their mouths from time to time all symbolized that these were not ordinary horses, but some kind of powerful magical beast.

The carriage drove slowly through the deep alleys, and suddenly, a thin mist appeared in the alley, and as the carriage continued to move forward, the fog became thicker and thicker, until then, the area around the carriage was already white.

The carriage continued on its way, and after a long time, the misty fog gradually dissipated, but the surrounding scene changed dramatically, and a deep alley in the original town disappeared, replaced by an open and gloomy forest, and in the distance of this open forest sat a town that looked ancient and majestic, and in the center of the town, a huge and magnificent black castle seemed to rise into the sky.

A bright moon of the blue floated above the castle, the surrounding scenery was dim, and the neighing of various demonic beasts seemed faintly heard in the distance, and under the dim light, things flew in the sky from time to time that were only invisible. The landscape of everything around renders the ancient town in the distance mysterious and eerie.

That towering castle is the rumored most secret "Blood Castle" of the Blood Clan.

It is the place where the leaders of the secret party, the Fanzhuo clan, have lived for generations.

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Inside the Blood Castle, in the study.

Although this room is called a study, it is too big for a study in the ordinary sense, and it is more like a large hall, a large hall in a museum.

The spacious room did not seem empty, because the room was full of quaint wooden furniture, and all kinds of things were displayed, all of which were precious works of art by the heads of the Fanzhuo clan, who claimed to be the king.

The Bloodline is a race that has pursued beauty and elegance all its lives, and everything that can be displayed in this room is a treasure in the world.

Rogers rummaged through the cabinets, retrieved an unopened, dusty bottle of wine from a wooden wine cabinet, took a goblet, and walked across from the huge copy in the study.

At this time, Smith was sitting quietly opposite the old copy, Rogers came over with a wine and a wine glass, put the glass in front of Smith, opened the bottle cap, and poured a full glass of wine for Smith.

The pale yellow liquid is placed in a goblet like crystal clear amber, and for a while, the aroma of the wine is overflowing, which makes people extremely intoxicated.

"Taste it, my dear uncle," said Rogers to Smith with a smile, "this is my father's treasured treasure!" ”

Rogers sat there, like a tree firmly rooted in the ground, his waist straight, he looked at the glass of wine in front of him, and said with a blank face, "You know, I need a brain that is always awake, and I never drink. ”

"I know!" Rogers smiled brighter, "This bottle was opened for you, and I'm sure my father won't blame me." ”

Roger took the glass of wine in front of Smith in his hand, shook the glass, stared at the crystal amber liquid in the glass, and said contentedly: "But since you don't drink it, then I have to do it for you!" ”