"Is this it?" Shen Mengdie squinted her eyes slightly, looking at the ancient castle in front of her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that the ancient castle in front of me was surrounded by a large number of plants, and in the dark night, it looked very terrifying. From time to time, a few bats are startled, making them look even more eerie.

The two of them stood on a big tree not far away, observing the ancient castle for a short time, and a large number of blood clans had gathered around. In terms of numbers, there are no less than twenty.

The Bloodlines have always been loners and rarely come together. So how the scene looks now, how weird.

I saw that after the gathered blood clan met each other, they kept walking towards the ancient castle.

Shen Mengdie watched everyone go in, and pulled the sleeves of the people behind her.

"Let's go in and see what's going on."

Seeing her like this, Yi Wenwen had doubts in his heart, but he also nodded in response. After glancing at her gently, he replied softly, "Okay, let's go in." ”

This ancient castle hidden in the depths of the dense forest, as a third-generation blood clan memory, he did not know that such a building existed in his jurisdiction.

The two of them walked lightly to avoid the blood clan who were rushing here, and walked leisurely inside.

Upon entering the castle, there was a burning candle on the wall, followed by the sound of clattering footsteps.

"Shh......h

Just as Shen Mengdie wanted to rush to the source of the sound to see what was going on, Yi Wenwen stretched out his finger and made a silent gesture to it.

As soon as she saw the other party's expression, she immediately restrained the words that were about to be asked.

At this time, Yi Wenwen picked her up, and the two jumped directly to the decorations on the high part of the house and hid.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground gradually approached the location of the two of them, and it seemed very abrupt in this quiet ancient castle. At the same time, the voices of the two people gradually became clear.

"Count, do we really want to cooperate with those low-level bloods?"

"The low-level blood clan is at least a blood clan, and the use value is still there."

"That?"

"Needless to say, there is still a group of people waiting for us."

"Yes."

With the two figures gradually moving away, Shen Mengdie suddenly felt that his unintentional move this time seemed to have discovered something terrible.

Next, she didn't need to explain anything more, Yi Wenwen naturally took her in his arms and quickly followed.

When the two of them entered the depths of the ancient castle, they saw a group of blood clans standing with their heads bowed down, and above, it should be the master of this place.

"Guys, do you know what I'm asking you for?"

The earl asked with a chuckle, stroking the jeweled ring on his finger.

The Bloodclan standing at the bottom looked left and right at his side, and then Qi Qi looked at the Count on the high platform.

"I don't accept useless people here, so those who feel extraordinary can stay, and others can leave."

As his words fell, someone couldn't resist his gaze, hesitated for a while, and then took a step back. When the first person regresses, there is also a second person who retreats, and then there is a succession of retreats.

When there were less than ten people standing in front of him, the Count glanced at them, and a chuckle flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, you guys come with me."

The few people who were selected had obvious excitement in their eyes, and it was quite lucky to be favored by a great nobleman.

The people who quit watched the chosen guys gradually walk away, and couldn't help but regret why they didn't insist on staying.

"Guys, please go back. The next time will be announced later. ”

The Bloodclan who had been following the Count explained to the rest of the people, and then patted the other Bloods in the castle to see them off.

Although the blood clan that was left behind was very unwilling in their hearts, they had to give in.

Looking at the indignant Blood, a sarcastic smile appeared on the face of the guy in charge.

Shen Mengdie leaned lightly on Yi Wenwen's chest, and as she watched the whole thing develop, her face showed a deep doubt.

"Is that guy recruiting forces just now?"

But according to her intuition, this matter is not as simple as she seems, there must be something hidden behind it.

Yi Wenwen looked at her frowning and thoughtful appearance, reached out and stroked her eyebrows, and asked gently, "Is there something wrong?" Shall we go back now, or do we continue? ”

Hearing this, Shen Mengdie slowly relaxed her brows and set her eyes on the person who was looking at her with a concerned face. In just a few days, she always unconsciously wanted to indulge in the other party's gentle eyes.

"It would be nice to stay here if I could stay with him all the time." When this thought came to her mind, she couldn't help but shake her head vigorously, and thought to herself, "How can I have such a thought? It's not right, it's so abnormal. ”

She was frightened by the thought that popped up suddenly, and she didn't notice the forbearance hidden under the gentle gaze of the person next to her.

"What do you think?"

Yi Wenwen stretched out his hands and gently held her cheeks, so that her eyes had to look at herself.

Shen Mengdie was brought back to her senses by the other party's actions, and she couldn't help but feel a little surprised that she was actually distracted at this time.

"Forget it, let's go back."

As things stand, there is no need to stay.

Then the two of them left the place quickly like a gust of wind without disturbing anyone.

And the earl of this ancient castle is sitting on a high platform at the moment, watching the subdued low-level blood clan below being tied to the stone pillar with iron chains.

Blood does not bleed from the body when the skin is normally cut, but it does when it receives a special injury.

And these blood clans who were tied to the stone pillars, the blood on their bodies kept dripping to the ground, and then gathered in the middle along the ravines on the stone slabs. As the blood is lost, so is their last life force.

The movements that were still struggling and screaming gradually stopped.

They never dreamed that what they thought was an opportunity turned out to be their death knell.

The Earl looked at the struggling Bloodclan below, and his face was full of sarcasm. Recruiting his subordinates was just an excuse, and his real intention was to use the blood sacrifice so that he could gain great powers.

These little minions in front of him are just tools for him to experiment, and his ultimate goal is to capture a powerful bloodline, and then deprive the other party of all their abilities, so as to advance himself.

(To be continued.) )