At the moment when Claes's palm was about to slap Wang Feng's body, a mutation protruded. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The door suddenly flew into the house without a sound.

The attention of the Blood Clan elders in the room was all on Wang Feng and Claes, and they were dazed and overwhelmed by this sudden attack for a while.

Claes was the most embarrassed, almost half of the attacks were aimed at him, so he had to withdraw the palm that hit Wang Feng first, blocking the iron door that flew straight towards him. Smoke grenades, flashbangs exploded everywhere. The scene was chaotic.

Several figures flashed into the house, obviously trying to take advantage of the chaos to attack, but they didn't expect at all: the people in the house were all mythical characters from the blood clan, so they could be injured so easily? It was only a slight mess, and a strong counteroffensive was immediately launched.

Claes angrily shook off Wang Feng on the ground, and moved towards Earl, just now Earl consumed a lot of spiritual power, and now it is not even as good as a seventh-generation blood clan, it is the weakest one in the house, as the leader, Claes has to take into account the overall interests, if the loss of an elder-level figure like Earl is a tragic loss for the secret party.

Earl was fighting a man dressed in black, clearly at a disadvantage, and as soon as anyone entered the room, Claes knew that it was the hunters, and they were all masters. He really couldn't figure out how the hunter could appear in this place, which was the place where the highest echelons of the secret party had met for decades, and it was absolutely secret. Is there someone who has betrayed the party?

The man who attacked Earl was surrounded by a hunter's characteristic layer of energy. It can be said that it is the master of the masters among the hunters. Claes slammed his fist into the man's back, and the energy condensed silently.

However, at the moment when the strength of the fist reached the body, the man still felt it, and he moved a few inches horizontally, avoiding the vital parts, how could Claes's strength be laughing? The man immediately turned forward into a rolling gourd.

The other hunter hurriedly rolled across the man a few times, dodging Earl's hateful blow.

"Let's go—" the man cried out, coughing up a mouthful of blood, "quick! These are the third generation of the Bloodline! ”

The hunters were well-trained and retreated outward in a regular manner, "Ah-" After all, the strength of the hunters was too far from that of the blood clan elders, and many of them were too late to withdraw and died on the spot.

Seeing the hunters withdraw from the house, Claes stretched out his hand to block the elders who wanted to rush out and kill, and said, "Don't chase, the blood clan in the building must be finished, it's better for us to leave this place first." He said hatefully, "These people have come without scruples, and they must know our secrets here." After looking around, he said, "I suspect that someone has leaked the secret that we can't use large-scale energy here. ”

The faces of the elders in the room changed, the betrayal of the party had never appeared in a high-level blood clan like them, but the secret that the elders could not use terrifying energy in this mansion was known only to them. Could it be that someone really betrayed the party?

Earl suddenly shouted, "What about Wang Feng? It was still here just now! ”

Claes glanced at Alvin and asked, "What about Wang Feng?" There was a chill in his voice, obviously he was extremely angry, but he didn't have a seizure.

Alvin cautiously said, "I saw that the hunter was taken away, maybe I don't think he is a Bloodline." Me, I was pestered by a guy and couldn't get out of my hands. ”

Claes looked at him again and said nothing.

Earl glared at Alvin, and anyone could see that he was deliberately trying to let Wang Feng go.

Claes said fiercely: "This time the account must be recovered!" ”

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I don't know where I am, I just remember that I was knocked unconscious by K.

This is by no means any place I am familiar with, what the hell are these Blood Clan elders trying to do? I moved, and a wave of weakness came.

There was a strange energy in my body that made me feel like my blood was imprisoned.

What is this, it seems to be something that is specifically used on the Bloodline. Is it against the enemies of the Bloodline? Haven't the Bloodlines always been united?

I climbed out of the bed with great difficulty, and carefully looked at the surroundings, the gorgeous decoration, definitely not the residence of ordinary people. None of these bloods were hermits, and I wouldn't be surprised if any of them were kings or even Egyptian pharaohs, and there were many such things among old and undead bloods like them.

I glanced again at the big bed I was lying on, this kind of covered bed was popular hundreds of years ago, and I was probably in an old castle now. Most of them did not leave the boundaries of Western Europe.

I feel extremely weak after being confined to it, and I have to pant and pant even for a few steps? That's right! When did I breathe again? Are you kidding? I'm a Bloodline!

A bloodline that will be angry? By the way, and- I hurriedly reached out and touched my chest, my heart was beating! I have a heartbeat! What's going on, what's going on?

After a few more big breaths, I sat down, something must have happened to me!

I lay next to the bed, my head up, and I gulped in the air, what am I to the ground? Bloodlines with a heartbeat? A panting vampire?

To clear my mind, first of all, I'm not human! To be sure, no human being is like me. Secondly, I'm not a vampire now, and no one has ever seen a bloodline with a heartbeat and panting. So what the hell am I?

"What the hell am I!" I couldn't help but hold my head and scream.

"We don't know." A voice came.

I looked up and was just in time to see one of his faces, "Alvin?!" I couldn't help but scream.

The man in front of him looked exactly like Alvin. However, I immediately denied the idea that he was Alvin. The two have completely different momentum.

He was confused, "Who is Alvin?" ”

"Who are you?" I didn't answer his question, but asked, "It can't be Alvin's brother, why have I never heard of it?"

The man closed the door and said, "My name is Jeff and I'm a hunter. ”

"Hunter?" How could I be related to such a person? Subconsciously, I thought I was an underage Blood, and I had a great fear of hunters. I shrunk back and whispered, "Where the hell am I?" ”

"You're in our, oh, the lair, so to speak." Jeff smiled and said, "The hunter's lair." ”

I was taken aback, isn't that full of hunters?

I cautiously asked, "How did I end up here?" ”

Jeff said, "That's up to you." He stared at me and said, "Why are you here at the place where the Blood Clan elders meet?" You know, this kind of high-level gathering is not even eligible to participate in the slightly lower status of the blood clan, why should you, a human being, participate? ”

I whispered, "You brought me back?" ”

Jeff replied, "We were attacking one of the BloodClan's lairs to find out that you were with a group of third-generation Bloodline, no thanks. It's just a matter of saving you. He said with trepidation: "What a terrible power, if it weren't for the fact that these bloods didn't use their great powers, we would probably be wiped out." Speaking of which, do you know why they didn't wield powerful abilities? ”

I said angrily, "How do I know!" ”

Jeff stopped asking and said, "That's weird. ”

I looked at him and asked cautiously, "Aren't you afraid I'm a vampire?" ”

Jeff straightened up and said, "What are you kidding?" Panting Bloodline? ”

I asked, "You don't believe me?" ”

Jeff said, "It's not unbelief, it's impossible!" ”

I had a sudden urge to identify myself as a vampire and see how the hunter in front of me reacted, but reason told me that if I did, I would probably die here, so it was better not to act rashly yet.

Jeff asked, "As far as we can see, you had a fight with the Blood Clan elders before we arrived. He squinted at me, "What qualifications do you have to hold us up in that situation?" ”

I lowered my head, I really couldn't answer these questions, and after thinking about it, maybe Alvin made such a good impression on me, I looked at Jeff again, and this face that was exactly the same as Alvin gave me a strange feeling, and I felt that I could trust him unconditionally, without any reason. I don't know why I feel this way, it's a trust that has absolutely no reason to be.

Perhaps, it was his actions and tone that made me feel good, and the vampire's intuition made me feel that he was trustworthy. After much thought, I decided to take the risk and tell him the truth.

I looked up and asked, "Do you believe me?" ”

Jeff nodded habitually. I don't know if it's sincere or coping with an errand.

I didn't have time to investigate his true intentions, and Masase said to him, "I'm a Blood!" ”

Jeff was stunned for a moment, then looked deceived.

I was anxious: "Don't believe you! ”

I stretched out my right hand, and with all my might, I managed to use my blood energy to complete the transformation of the beast's claws.

Jeff was dumbfounded at the face of my claws, anyone with a modicum of Bloodline knowledge knew the skills of this famous Ganrel. He should understand that in front of him is a real gasping vampire.

"No, you, it can't—" Jeff said in a fit-and-a-back sentence.

"It's true!" I have an indescribable sadness, what the hell is this?

"Impossible!" Jeff left this sentence and slammed the door open and ran out.

I really don't know if what I'm doing is right or wrong, it seems that I have to resign myself to fate. I smiled bitterly in my heart, how could I have such a strange trust?

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