The appearance of Wang Mang's uncle and nephew surprised and stunned me, but after thinking about it carefully, it was reasonable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, if they don't come, it's incredible.

They are for one thing, and that is ginseng dolls.

A few days ago, the old ghost and I snatched the live ginseng baby in the hands of Wang Mang, and released it, this matter may be just a small thing in life for us, but for Wang Mang, it is a lifelong unforgettable thing, and it can even be said to be a shame.

Anyone who has a heart will not choose to compromise.

Wang Mang, who has been crisscrossing the Changbai Mountain all the year round, may not have no helpers, but he brought more than 20 people over, which is really a bit surprising.

Especially seeing that these people have agility beyond mortals, and the speed of movement is surprisingly fast.

These people are menacing, and it doesn't look like an easy way to come.

After more than ten seconds, they rushed to the camp here, and I finally saw the faces of these people.

Foreigner.

Among the people who rushed here, except for Wang Mang's uncle and nephew, most of them were foreigners, many of them were blonde and blue-eyed whites, and there were also people of all colors, and even blacks.

These people didn't think much from a distance, but when they got closer, they could find that their bodies exuded a strong bloody aura.

You don't have to guess how much you can see this.

These are actually blood clans.

It's the blood clan, and it definitely can't be the old men of the Qinghui Alliance.

It's also strange to say.

At the beginning, Ai Zhaoyi, the head of the Qinghui Alliance in Kyoto, was angry and said that the old ghost should visit them at the right time, otherwise we would have no way out.

As a result, in the end, he didn't jump out and say anything more.

We can feel that the Qinghui Alliance may have received some official recognition and become a part of maintaining the new order in the country, but it may not be able to carry out much of it.

It is precisely because of this that some of the blood clans that appear in the country are not in their control.

And most of these gangs seem to be foreigners, and they are obviously not from the Qinghui Alliance.

On the contrary, it is more likely that Wang Mang mentioned to us before the foreign buyers.

It's just, why are these blood clans looking for live ginseng babies?

I was a little surprised, but the old ghost grasped the key at once, and said to me, "Cain's blessing." ”

Yes?

What do I mean?

The old ghost said: "Will's success has greatly shaken the blood clans of the underground world of Europe and the United States, and the blessing of Cain, who can walk freely in the sun and abstain from the vice of eating human blood to maintain vitality, is something that all the blood clans in the world covet, and countless people are crazy about it, and there are many rumors about how to refine Cain's blessing, but it is certain that without the trip to China, there would be no Wilgangro the Great today - it is very likely that the living ginseng baby is refined." The blessings of Cain' are important elements. ”

Hearing the old ghost's explanation, I finally straightened out the ins and outs of the matter.

With that, it works.

For Cain's blessing, countless blood clans were willing to go to the soup and fire, and after Wang Mang's uncle and nephew left Changbai Mountain and told these foreigners the news of the living ginseng baby, it was absolutely impossible for them to hold back their temperament.

That's why they're here.

It's just that why are they eyeing the exploration team here?

I was a little surprised, but before we could come to our senses, the teams on both sides began to fight.

After a burst of cheers, out of the more than 30 people in the exploration team, almost 20 people went down to the tomb, and only a dozen or so people were left to take care of it.

These dozen or so people are in the exploration team, and they can be regarded as characters who can't slip away, but there are also masters sitting in it.

After all, it is a retreat, and they attach great importance to it.

But these people never expected that in the first few days, there was nothing at all, and as a result, there was a limit to the results, but something happened with it.

Both sides are absolutely proud talents, and after a simple contact, they start to get started.

It was a real move, and in an instant someone died, and hot blood splattered up and fell on the snow around them.

After a night of excavation, the place has been turned into a large construction site.

There was mud and gravel everywhere.

The fight took place in an instant, and the two sides fought so badly, crackling, and very lively.

A few minutes later, the exploration team that remained above the surface was finally defeated, leaving behind four or five corpses, and then retreated into the freshly excavated ground.

The more than 20 people led by Wang Mang were unforgiving and took advantage of the victory to pursue.

Hula, they also rushed in most of them.

At this time, the old ghost and I had already jumped off the cliff and landed on both feet, and Millet also fell behind us, stepping on the snow without a trace.

Because I knew the goal of Wang Mang's gang to come, I took special care of Xiaomi'er.

I told her to take care of the doll and not let this little thing be caught.

This is not comparable to before, these people regard ginseng dolls as the greatest antidote, and they will burst out the biggest madness.

Becoming a Bloodline is a very painful thing.

Because it will physiologically change the inherent habits that a person has developed over decades, and a long time ago, the old ghost even had the idea of committing suicide, and I think this group of blood clans will probably be even more painful.

That's why they need to be liberated.

And the more this is the case, the more obsessive there will be, the stronger the need to be liberated.

After Xiao'er seriously agreed to me and stuffed the baby ginseng, I was allowed to go with us.

We got to the gap over there, and a couple of guys were lying on the ground sucking human blood.

Their faces were red, their breath was short, their eyes were filled with greed, and their throats sounded like beasts.

Roar, roar......

The old ghost and I walked up to us, and the other party didn't even have the idea of asking a word, so he jumped up in the air and pounced on us.

The first to rush was a black buddy.

This is a very rare situation, because the blood clan attaches more importance to blood than the human race concept, and maintains the greatest discrimination against people other than the white race, and it is precisely because of this that the yellow race of the Qinghui Alliance will be divided.

Blacks, on the other hand, are even more unimaginable, and almost no blood people would be willing to choose blacks as their descendants.

There is only one blood clan that is outside the thirteen clans.

Demons.

The black buddy's lightning speed like a cheetah suddenly appeared in front of the old ghost, and then suddenly slammed his claws.

Such a speed is astonishing, and this degree has surpassed the ferocity of the old ghost before he went to Europe.

But there is a saying that this is not the same as it used to be.

Today's old ghost is completely different from the one before.

He raised his hand, braking with static, and playing fast with slow.

As soon as his hand stretched out, the man's neck fell into the palm of the old ghost's hand, he slammed it, then grabbed it, and slammed it on the ground, with a "bang" sound, and the black buddy who looked like he was infinitely energetic suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Not......

He groaned in pain, and at this time, I also used my Tan leg and kicked several guys who fell and came directly away.

The old ghost didn't care about the others, leaned down, grabbed the man, and slowly lifted it up.

He exuded his aura without hesitation.

This is the breath of a strong man of the blood clan, here in the country, he has always been cautious, holding his tail between his legs, and it is never possible to miss any bit of the qi of the blood clan.

But now, he is unscrupulously sending it out.

The black buddy felt such a surging breath from the short coma, and he was suddenly full of excitement, and then opened his eyes and said, "You, you are ...... Earl? No, no, it's a marquis, or a duke, right? ”

He spoke English, but I could understand it.

The old ghost squinted his eyes and looked at the other party, and he didn't reply to any words, but said slowly, "Why don't you obey the six precepts?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment and said, "Ah?

The old ghost suddenly erupted, and his aura stacked to its peak state in an instant, and he roared angrily: "Why, don't you obey the six precepts? ”

The black guy was so frightened that he said, "I—we didn't know this was your territory......"

The old ghost threw the man to the ground and said coldly, "Get out! ”

The black buddy rolled to the ground, a little lost his soul, and got up in a hurry, and at this moment, another man who was a head shorter than him, but looked extremely majestic, stood up.

This is also a black dude, with a smooth bald head and strange white marks on his head and face.

These marks paint him in a mysterious and eccentric way.

The man stood up and yelled at this somewhat lost black buddy: "Sissoko, pick up your dignity, this is just a Chinese, Chinese, what is there to fear?" ”

Another Caucasian man with a high nose and deep eyes also stood up and roared angrily: "Duke Garcia has given us the power to kill everything, but he is just a coward of the Qinghui Alliance, what is there to fear?" ”

A few people cheered each other on, and then swarmed towards us.

They all looked like the best of the bloods.

The old ghost seemed calm.

He stood there silently, waiting for the men to rush up, and then pulled out the dragon sword that he had just obtained.

These bloods charged frantically, and then were slashed by the old ghost with a sword.

Every sword is a life, and no sword is superfluous.

Finally, among the corpses all over the ground, the old ghost looked condescendingly at the only survivor and said, "Sissoko, are you willing to surrender?" ”

The black guy trembled with fright and fell directly to the ground.

He said yes.