On a plane to Romania. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Su Mo was bored flipping through a magazine. Su Wei, who was struggling in pain in the back row, and Eleven Niang, who took the initiative to dedicate herself, were greasy and crookedly stuck together.

Su Mo finished reading the entire magazine, closed it and looked out the window at the clouds. For the dead-eyed Eleven Niang, she really has no way.

Maybe it was Shi Niang's infatuation that moved Su Wei, or maybe it was the body of the cat demon, and even Su Wei felt indebted. Unexpectedly, things went round and round, and they actually brought Eleven Niang out of the demon world. Eleven Niang's dedication to the cat demon made Su Mo feel envious from the bottom of his heart. At least she still has a chance, waiting for such a person to fill the gap in her heart.

And what about her and the Nether? Even if they have found the Netherworld, what will the future be for them?

Su Mo lowered his eyelids and stroked the inky bracelet on his wrist, falling into his own thoughts.

Romania, Bucharest Berniasa International Airport. Because of Su Mo's arrival, a black Rolls-Royce was already waiting quietly.

On the other hand, Dracula's butler also came to the airport in person, wearing a standard suit, standing at the exit and waiting for Su Mo and the others to arrive.

Su Mo, Su Wei, and Eleven Niang got off the plane. Out of the exit, I saw Dracula's butler.

The butler stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Su Mo and said, "Honorable Ms. Su Mo." Our host, Duke Dracula, has been looking forward to welcoming you. ”

Su Wei kept a straight face, "Don't bother your duke." Our Su family, no matter where we go, we will naturally have someone to receive you. ”

Su Wei stubbornly took Su Mo, Eleven Niang, and bypassed Dracula's housekeeper. Walk out of the airport and open the Rolls-Royce door without hesitation. "Get in the car and go home."

The "home" that Su Wei refers to is a classical villa on the banks of the Dembovica River, a tributary of the Danube. It's a place as beautiful as a fairy tale. The villa is reflected on the riverside, the river is turquoise and clear, the front of the villa is planted with roses, and the green lawn exudes the fragrance of freshly manicured.

Su Mo stood in front of the villa, turned his head and looked at Su Wei with a smile, "The Su family's? ”

Su Wei cleared his throat and grinned unnaturally, "Friend's, friend's." "I can't tell you the truth, and tell you that it's in the name of the Netherworld.

Su Mo didn't know who Su Wei's friend was? However, with the Su family's financial resources, it is normal to have such a generous friend. The decoration of the villa is high-end, and all the furnishings and objects are exquisite like works of art.

Sumo's room was arranged in a spacious bedroom on the second floor. Most of the furnishings in the bedroom are white. Makes the whole room look clean and minimalist. Su Wei's room was next door to Su Mo's. As for Eleven Niang, there is no difference between arranging and not arranging. As long as there is a place for Su Wei, there will be Eleven Niang. It has completely become a pair of conjoined babies who cannot be separated.

Had a great dinner. Eleven Niang dragged Su Wei out of the door to visit her fellow people in Bucharest to find out the news about the life and death plate. It says it's about finding out the news, but what is the actual situation? Su Mo and Su Wei both know it.

Su Mo couldn't make a high-wattage light bulb, and he was empathetic. Eleven Niang gratefully raised her finger at Su Mo, and pulled Su Wei out of the door.

Although Eleven Niang doesn't look very old, compared with Su Wei, who is only fourteen years old, she is still like an old cow arching tender grass, which makes Su Mo always have the urge to laugh.

Without talking, it's like jumping beans, the eleven mother who is chattering. The whole villa seemed to be quiet and still. The night in Bucharest is so beautiful that even the mood of the person becomes soft. It's a pity that there is one less person around him. Even the most beautiful night becomes sad.

Su Mo habitually took out his mobile phone and started again, calling the nether phone over and over again. Hopefully, a miracle will happen. On the other side, there will be a netherworld voice again. Even if he didn't say anything, only his breath came. But once the phone is connected, what should she say?

Su Mo held the phone tightly in his hand.

Outside the window of Sumo's room in the villa, a figure gradually became clear. A bony hand belonging to a man is gently placed on the window, as if feeling all the hidden emotions of the people in the house.

Missing can be so crazy and irrational. Eleven thousand reasons not to see each other can't stop the magic of longing. One thought of heaven, one thought of hell. Without Su Mo, he would quickly regain his demonic essence and do crazy and cruel things.

Is your decision wrong? You can't be selfish, just hold Su Mo firmly in your hands. Whether it is good or evil, even if she sinks into hell, he will pull her along.

"Nether." Su Mo put the phone to his ear and said to himself, "Can you promise me?" Whatever happens, let me face it with you. No matter what you are about to face and who needs to take on the debt. Let's fight together and tell me what's going on. Don't push me away like that, just push me away. ”

The man outside the window withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist.

"I'm afraid I'll lose myself in pain again. I'm going to do terrible things to be with you......"

The smell of the blood clan in the distance gradually approached, and the man outside the window turned his head, revealing a cold and cruel face. Those deep eyes seemed to be able to pass through the night, and only saw the rapidly approaching figure.

Dracula's appearance was somewhat unexpected by the Netherworld, but it also seemed to be reasonable. Whether it was for the sake of Xuanyuan in Su Mo's hands, or for Su Mo's own attraction to him, Dracula had a reason to appear in this place where he should not have been.

The Netherworld quickly disappeared, and with a few teleportations, Dracula appeared outside Sumo's window. Carefully picking open the corner of the curtain. An ink-colored sword suddenly stabbed out of the window.

"Who?"

Su Mo's vigilance caught Dracula off guard, but he became more and more interested in Su Mo.

"Is this the hospitality of your Chinese people?" Dracula laughed.

Su Mo heard Dracula's voice, took out the sword, and propped it on the ground as if he were holding a cane, not rushing to restore it to a bracelet with no attack power. "There will be no guests in Huaxia who come to visit through the window. The way you visit, you can only describe it in four words. Freeloader. ”

"The language of China is really rich." Dracula walked into the room unhurriedly, and after looking around, his eyes fell on Su Mo's face, "No wonder you refuse my hospitality, it's such a nice place." ”

"What do you have to say?"

"You've come to my place, and as the owner of it, you have to come and greet me. Of course......" Dracula picked up the cabinet and looked at it, as if he was doing some kind of research, "by the way, too." I got bad news, the day after tomorrow is the day when the witch opens the life and death chart, but alas, we haven't found the witch yet. I didn't even find that friend of yours. ”

Su Mo asked, "Isn't there any news?" ”

"I'm really sorry, no."