I shook my head, trying to get the thought out of my mind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where's Jiang Wenzhuo?" I'd like to ask about Lily, anyway, the girl's death is a bit unworthy. I want to find out what Jiang Wenzhuo let her in for.

Zilziv said: "I have already called someone to look for it, there should be news, right?" As he spoke, he looked behind him, wondering why Jiang Wenzhuo hadn't come for so long.

Nothing will happen, right? Somehow, there was some uneasiness in my heart. Where did Jiang Wenzhuo go?

Just when we were a little impatient, Jiang Wenzhuo ran towards us in a panic, as if there was something urgent.

I stood there and watched him come running over.

"Why is Manager Jiang so flustered?" I asked unhurriedly.

Jiang Wenzhuo didn't have time to speak, took a few breaths, and handed me a slip in his arms.

I frowned, "What is this?" "Looking at this sticker in my hand, I can't help but feel a little awe-inspired, the pattern on the sticker is simple, but it always makes me feel a little uneasy. It was as if this piece of paper was going to be a danger to me.

Without waiting for Jiang Wenzhuo to speak, Qilzifu behind me received: "This is an invitation from the Demon Banquet Alliance." There was a hint of fear in his words, which was very rare for him, the people of the Brujah were notoriously unafraid of death among the Blood, and it would be interesting to make them feel afraid.

I asked, "When did you get it?" ”

Jiang Wenzhuo took a few more breaths and said, "I just received it, I knew that this was a post personally ordered by the Demon Lord Hepeng, so I hurriedly sent it to you, and I didn't dare to delay it at all." ”

When Jiang Wenzhuo said the name "Hepeng", Zilziv behind me visibly shook. Who is Heppen? Can Zilziv have such a big shock? "Demon Lord?" Why have you encountered some demons lately?

Jiang Wenzhuo was obviously the person who was the best at guessing other people's thoughts, and immediately thought that I didn't know anything about these people, and explained: "Demon Lord Hepeng is the chief elder of the Demon Banquet Alliance, and he is B, the third-generation blood clan of the Assamite clan. He paused for a moment and asked, "Wang Feng, are you going or not?" ”

I gasped, b? How could it be him?

Zirziv said: "The feast of the Demon Lord Hepon is something that no one can refuse, and there is always only one result in doing so. ”

He didn't have to say it, anyone knew what it was, and there really was only one result - destruction.

This is the mentality of all those in power -- those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish. How could I not understand? These bloodlines have been tempered for such a long time, and all the remaining thoughts will be extremely firm. It seems that this B should make a fanatical rights seeker, like Claes, only from a different angle.

I took a deep breath and said, "I'll go—"

Suddenly, I knew that the answer I had been looking for for so many years was about to be revealed, and I should be excited? Or fear?

I really want to meet the Demon Lord's feast.

"By the way, what's going on with Lily?" I looked at Jiang Wenzhuo and asked.

Jiang Wenzhuo obviously didn't know who Lily was, and asked confusedly: "Who is Lily?" ”

Zirziv received: "It is the bewitching woman who came to see the prince with your consent." It seems that he doesn't have a very good impression of Lily, and there is a clear disdain in his tone.

Jiang Wenzhuo was a little surprised and asked, "Is something wrong?" She came with Alvin's letter of recommendation. ”

Zilziv and I are both heart-moved, alvin? How could it be related to him? Is it?

I don't want to think about it, maybe I'm running away from him, whatever, even if it's it. I do things, why explain it? I belong to myself, shake my head, and see the invitation in my hand, whether this magic banquet in front of me can attract my attention more.

I gently opened the sticker made of thin metal sheets, and saw that on the pure black background, it was written in bright red paint: "Kaites Castle." April 29th. "Simple and clear, without a hint of nonsense.

I put it on and put it in my arms. Hopefully, this magic banquet will surprise me a little, ordinary life is too boring.

"Where is the castle of Kagites?" I asked.

"It's a meeting place for the Bloodlines in Iceland, usually run by Prince Dazina. ”

I lifted my feet, walked towards the house, and said, "Prepare my trip, I'm going to get there by April 29th!" ”

"Yes, Prince." Zilziv never let me down.

Hopefully, this feast won't disappoint me.

………………

Kaites Castle, Iceland. April 28th.

It seems that the members of the Bloodline are not used to arriving early, and when Zilziv and I arrived at the castle, the whole castle was empty and a little desolate.

I didn't expect this to happen, and I didn't even have anyone to greet me, and asked, "Is this always the case with the blood gatherings?" ”

Zirziv said: "No, but because the demon lord Heppen personally convened this party, all the people can come as late as they can, and leave as early as they can, for fear that he will be unhappy in front of the demon lord and lose the right to live in this world." Heppen has always taken pleasure in killing human beings, and has adopted a strategy of prospering with me and perishing against those who dare to come forward. I'm afraid the world is so big, only Claes and A, who has never shown his face, have the ability to deal with him. ”

I said nonchalantly, "Really? Are we the only exception? ”

Zirziv bowed his head and said, "Prince, with all due respect, although your ability is already very high, there is still a long way to go for a three-generation blood clan like Hepeng......"

He didn't go on, but I knew he wanted to say that I was a little overwhelmed.

"But it looks like someone came as early as we did!" I saw an off-road jeep speeding down the empty avenue outside the castle. Apparently, I came to this party.

As soon as my words fell, I changed color with Zilzif, and at such a distance, I could already feel the compelling aura he exuded, was this kind of power terrifying a little excessive? Who the hell is it?

Zirziv bowed down slightly, ready to deal with all the situations, I couldn't help but secretly gather strength, I had already guessed that it was the demon lord Hepeng, no wonder it could be ranked second, compared to Hepeng, K is simply a child under the age of age!

I didn't expect to see the central figure of the Demon Feast so soon.

The jeep sped away, but the momentum disappeared, apparently he found someone here and deliberately hid his true strength.

With a "Gas-" sound, the jeep stopped steadily beside us.

Zilziv and I looked out the window and were stunned, there was only one person driving the jeep, and this person was also stunned in the driver's seat, he turned out to be - Alvin! How so?

"You, you also received a request from Heppen?" Alvin smiled unnaturally.

I noticed that my neck was a little stiff and replied, "Yes." ”

There was an awkward silence between us, which had never been seen before. I don't know if the person in front of me is the alvin in my heart, I really don't know.

A loud voice remembered in the castle behind me: "Welcome, welcome." It's the first time in years that I've met a guest who arrives before my party starts! ”

I was shocked in my heart, the protagonist finally appeared, although I didn't feel a little breath of Heppen, but, I knew in my heart that this person's ability was by no means under Alvin, just by looking at his quiet appearance, I knew that he was definitely not easy to mess with.

Turning around slowly, I saw a few people walking towards this side inside the iron gate, the first one was a yellow-skinned man, I didn't expect the famous demon lord Heppen to be a yellow race, I have always thought that vampires are the preserve of Europeans.

When I got closer, I saw that it was a tall and thin Arab.

Arab? I was a little surprised, but then I thought of an article I had read before, which said that Egypt was rich in vampires, and since Chinese blood like me had appeared, it was not a big deal to have an Arab blood tribe.

I looked at Heppen for a while, I could not extract any useful information from him, everything about him, was unknown to me, but, I believe, he could not get the judgment he wanted from me.

I'm not a vegetable eater either.

"Okay, I'm very glad to see you outstanding juniors in the Blood Clan." Heppen's tone was filled with joy that he didn't know if it was true or fake.

Alvin opened the door and got out of the car, stood beside me and said, "The Demon Lord's feast will only start tomorrow, don't you want us guests to stand here and wait for the banquet to open?" "I don't know why, but I feel that Alvin is extremely unkind to Heppen, and there is a strong smell of fire in these words.

Heppen was not angry, contrary to the temper I had heard, Shi Shiran said: "Of course not, please come with me." With that, Heppen leaned over to open a pathway, and several Bloods behind him pulled open the heavy iron door.

"Please—" Heppen put on a master's face and was polite. Go inward first.

Alvin, of course, didn't bother and walked in. I had only heard of his brutality, I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, and I had a good impression of him, so I walked in after Alvin. Only Ziltsif was always on the alert, not letting up for a moment, as if he would be eaten if he was not careful.

Alvin walked a few steps, then suddenly turned around and said, "Wang Feng, come to my room at night, I have something to say." ”

I didn't hesitate and replied, "Okay." ”

Alvin thought that he had let go of his worries, and easily followed Heppen.

As soon as I entered the main entrance, I saw that the ancient castle used for the blood clan gathering was actually resplendent and splendid, it was a bit like a royal castle. In the whole hall are huge six columns, all surrounded by frescoes, which seem to be very old. The ceiling of the hall is painted with Bible stories, and I studied art with Alvin, so I can see that these paintings are the work of a single person, who is not an expert in this field, but he is quite rare.

Heppen took the trouble to introduce: "These murals were made by me a long time ago, on a whim, you toreador are experts, and I dare not boast about how good they are, but I still feel good." ”

My impression of Heppen has changed a little, this kind of person doesn't look like the kind of murderer that Zirziv and Jiang Wenzhuo said, but I always remind myself in my heart that this is just an illusion, and the blood clan has always been a creature good at cheating.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of Alvin again, and my intuition told me that he must have been hiding something from me, and that he was wearing a mask in front of me all the time. When I think of my brainless father Tachi, is his advice true or false? If it is fake, then what is the purpose of K and Tachi?

All this is about to be revealed, and all I need to do seems to be waiting is left.

Wait patiently......

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