First came Dracula's arrival, then the invasion of the Bloodlines, and then the mysterious disappearance of Angel. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Mo crossed his hands and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the gloomy night. On the eve of the storm, the cloudy sky seemed so low. It is as if those dense dark clouds are hanging above people's heads, and when you stretch out your arms, you can feel the softness of the clouds with your fingertips.

Unfortunately, the sense of sight is sometimes just a sad illusion. No matter how close it seems, the heavens are still the heavens, and the eternal true conquest of mankind cannot be compared.

"What do you think?" Su Mo asked the general calmly.

The general sat on the edge of the bed, looking pained, and hugged his head in annoyance, "I don't know." My mind was blank, and I couldn't think of where to save Ann...... Save Jojo. ”

Su Mo turned around and his gaze fell on the general. For a moment, she wanted to ask the general, whether he cared so much about the original Qiao Zhu, or Anqi's doppelganger who was almost killed by him.

But at this point, what is the difference between asking and not asking? When he learned that he was just Qiao Zhu's stand-in, Anqi still rolled the sheets with the generals, which was enough to explain everything. No matter who the generals love, Anqi must be sincere to the generals.

Love is sometimes just a person's business, whether the other person loves it or not, whether it understands it or not. As long as you love with all your heart, it is enough!

Anqi, who is so smart and free, how could she not understand this truth. Maybe it's because she understands that she won't bother with who the generals really love. Only care about the truest feeling when interacting in bed!

The fine lines at the corners of Su Mo's mouth were hooked, with a faint smile of relief. Angel may be the one who really lives clearly, lives freely, and has no regrets.

Su Mo lowered his eyelids, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's go to Dracula and ask first." I've received news that the reason why the Demon Party broke with Dracula completely this time was because of the support of the witches. Maybe Dracula will know why the witch took Angel. ”

Everyone went downstairs, Su Mo got into his own small broken car, and the general was not picky, and naturally sat in the co-pilot's seat. Su Wei, who was a step late, pressed the door that was about to close, and raised his thumb to the back, "Go back." ”

The general was in a bad mood and asked Su Mo, "Where did you find the cat demon?" Nor do they teach the rules. ”

Su Mo looked at the general with a cold face, his face was expressionless, "I want to sit in the back, otherwise I will go back to my car, and wait until I find Anqi to settle the account between us." You don't think I'm willing to accompany you on this trip, we're friends, do you? ”

"What kind of temper is this?" The general got out of the car angrily, unwilling to offend Su Mo because of this little thing. After all, Su Mo was destined to be the savior, and he was not sure how to deal with those treacherous and cunning black witches. Can you save the ...... Qiao Zhu may have to rely on Su Mo. At this time, for the sake of trivial things, offending Su Mo really outweighs the losses, "A virtue with Anqi." ”

Su Wei triumphantly sat in the co-pilot's seat, and immediately raised his eyebrows and straightened his chest.

Su Mo started the car and asked casually, "Why did you think of looking for me in the first place?" ”

The general sitting in the back said casually, "Because the Netherworld says that you are the destined savior." ”

Su Mo's arm stiffened, and he looked out the window with his face away. The name Nether was like a stinger that completely pierced Su Mo's heart and connected to the flesh. A little pulling, it hurts heartbreakingly. But no matter how much it hurts, it can only stay somewhere, because that person can no longer forget and cannot give up.

In the presidential suite, the most luxurious top hotel in City A, Dracula, who was like a gentleman like an aristocracy, sat opposite Su Mo, Su Wei, and the generals. The red wine shaking in the hand is so red that people naturally think of bright red blood.

After all, he sat with Dracula, the general of the zombie king and the originator of vampires. The red color seems to have become unusually sensitive. Perhaps due to the influence of this inexplicable threat, the old fox Su Weidu was a little unnatural and was in a state of readiness to face the battle at any time.

"What to drink? I have the best red wine here. "Once again, Sumo, Deculla's extra hospitality. Holding the prestige of the Xuanyuan Sword, Dracula, who likes to challenge, has a unique desire to conquer Su Mo that is unique to men and women.

Su Mo shrugged his shoulders in disgust, "I'm not interested in all your red stuff. Give me a glass of water. ”

Dracula nodded to the butler beside him.

The general talked about the purpose of this visit, and roughly talked about Anqi's disappearance. When it comes to Angel and Qiao Zhu, when the doppelganger merges with the original body. Su Mo observed the fleeting and obvious changes in Dracula's face, shocked, stunned and apprehensive, and the complicated expression was fleeting. It's like a momentary dazzle.

It wasn't until the general had finished saying everything that Dracula politely said, "I'm sorry my friend." I'm afraid I can't help you. Even though I live in Europe with witches, we are like knives and forks in two restaurants, never at the same table. Although I have cooperated with them somewhat, it is limited to the cooperation itself. As for the rest, there's really nothing to say. ”

Dracula put down his glass and gracefully stood up to see off the guests.

Without waiting for the general to say anything, an ink-colored sword suddenly appeared on Su Mo's superimposed legs. The ink-colored sword body, the exquisite pattern of the sun, moon and stars is carved with exquisite patterns, and the material is as warm and smooth as black jade.

At a glance, Dracula could conclude that this was the Xuanyuan Sword in the mouth of his subordinates.

The Ancient Divine Weapon that will make the wounds of the wounded Bloodclan unheal. Dracula asked puzzled, "What do you mean, Miss Beauty?" ”

Su Mo's slender fingers slowly swept across the sword body, as if in response to Su Mo's caresses, and the sword body shook slightly, emitting a "buzzing" scream. "Nothing. Just feel like you're not telling the truth. What I need is an answer, not a perfunctory one. The generals ......" Su Mo's clear eyes looked at the generals who didn't say a word, "What do you say?" Are you going to fight against my Xuanyuan Sword with your kind? Or do you want an answer with me? ”

The general's slightly cold gaze approached Dracula's blue eyes, revealing fangs that had not been shown for a long time, "Qiao Zhu is really important to me. So...... Dracula...... Don't embarrass me. ”

Su Mo was satisfied with the general's cooperation, and waited with a faint smile for Dracula to tell the truth.

Dracula's eyes shrank suddenly, and after weighing the pros and cons, he quickly hid his strong dissatisfaction and sat back in his chair gracefully. In the wine glass, the red wine rippled slightly, as if in deep thought, and as if helplessly entangled, he took a sip of red wine, and Dracula said a name that Sumo didn't expect.