Yun Shan was tasting the delicious beef soup, when suddenly a terrible wolf howl came from the wind and snow, and he sensed that in the direction of the group of foreigners' base, two violent breaths broke out, one was full of blood, and the other was full of wildness.

These two breaths were exactly the same as the ones he sensed when he got out of the helicopter.

His face changed slightly, he threw down the soup spoon in his hand, and ran along the rock wall in the direction where the breath came from.

Werewolf Hank gasped heavily, he only believed what he saw with his eyes, Christina did not have the breath of a vampire, and he did not believe that Christina could be a vampire anyway.

So, when Dracula approached Christina step by step, he finally couldn't help it, and roared wildly in the sky, going berserk with all his might, and inspiring the last combat power.

He knew that with the loss of blood and the deepening of the poisoning, if he didn't make a move, he would no longer have the strength and no chance to make a move.

No matter what, even if he died, he wouldn't let this vampire sneak up on him have a good time.

He stretched out his sharp wolf claws and leaped to his feet, like a wounded wolf unleashing a desperate attack.

"Hmph, I'm waiting for you!" Dracula snorted, and instead of panicking, he sneered triumphantly, obviously the werewolf Hank's attack was in his calculations.

Dracula smiled coldly, his long blood-colored hair danced wildly in the wind and snow, opening his fangs like a blood-colored devil, this werewolf's strength is not bad, if he sucks his blood dry, his strength should be able to increase a lot.

However, he didn't plan to fight to the death with the other party, the werewolf's brutal fighting method can also burst out with a very powerful attack power when he is dying, and he doesn't want to be injured by the other party under the winning ticket, so he wants to dodge on the side of his body and avoid the edge for the time being.

However, at this moment, his face suddenly changed.

In the past, he was proud of his ghostly and fast body, but now it suddenly became stagnant, his legs and feet seemed to be filled with lead, and even his head seemed to be frozen by the wind and snow, and his thinking slowed down.

"What's going on?" Dracula was shocked, he had never encountered such a situation in battle before!

Hank, the werewolf, apparently discovered this, and this was exactly what he was waiting for, just to take advantage of Dracula's unknowledge that the air was poisonous, and deliver the most powerful blow, at this time, his entire arm turned into wolf claws, and he roared in his throat, and said with a cruel smile on his face: "Die! ”

Seeing that the werewolf's attack was in front of him, it was impossible to dodge. Dracula didn't know what was going on, but now was not the time to think about it, and he needed to dodge the opponent's powerful attack.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and his mouth let out a sharp hissing sound like a bat, and his whole body burst out with a powerful momentum, and his claws were raised in front of his chest and he struggled to shoot forward.

Since you can't dodge, let's have a hard fight. Both of them were about the same strength, and the other party was injured and bled so much, he didn't believe he would lose.

Rumble! Flesh and blood collided, and a powerful qi shook out, sweeping in all directions, and the snow on the ground rolled up like ocean waves, and the surrounding wind and snow instantly dissipated.

"Roar!" The werewolf Hank was bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he didn't seem to realize it, didn't care, and attacked more ferociously.

Just like a wolf, once it bites its prey, it won't let go. Similarly, Hank finally mustered up the last strength to get the opportunity to attack in close quarters, and he would never give up.

His claws were sharp as knives and lightning as fast as he sliced through the air with a burst of thunder, grabbing a piece of flesh from Dracula with each swing.

In just an instant, Dracula's clothes were torn into the sky, and blood stained his whole body.

Dracula's face changed wildly, he didn't expect that the werewolf who was completely crazy would be so terrifying, this was simply a fatal blow, he was scared, if he continued to fight like this, even if he won, it would be a miserable victory, and the gains outweighed the losses.

Thinking of this, he was shocked, and with his hands in front of his chest, he was forced to suffer a ferocious attack from the werewolf Hank, and at the same time, this force continued to retreat and pull away.

"Poof!" He retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, stopped at the edge of the cliff, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, the strength of the werewolf Hank after his madness was extremely terrifying, and he suffered a lot of injuries with a hard blow, but now he finally retreated, and this result is better than being pressed and beaten in close combat.

As long as he gives full play to the advantage of his speed, he doesn't believe that Werewolf Hank will be his opponent, and Werewolf Hank has been poisoned by his blood, and the blood does not stop, and now that it has been so long, I am afraid that the other party will not be able to support it for long.

Sure enough, the werewolf Hank was about to catch up, but suddenly he fell to the ground, and streams of scarlet blood spurted out of his seven orifices, his face was covered with blood and stained his whole body, looking extremely terrifying.

The forcible madness just now had consumed all his energy, and he was no longer powerless to fight.

Dracula watched vigilantly, waited for a while, and after confirming that the other party had indeed lost his combat effectiveness, he slowly got up from the snow, approached step by step, and said with a cruel smile: "Vampires and werewolves are mortal enemies, and it is not unjust for you to die in my hands, but it's a pity that your blood is about to run dry, otherwise sucking your blood dry will definitely increase my strength by a level......"

Hank, the werewolf, sat on the ground, red with blood and a hoarse roar from his mouth, trying to get up from the ground, but struggled several times and failed.

Dracula sneered and walked up to him, holding his head, sticking out two long fangs and biting his neck.

After a while, Dracula let go of his hand with satisfaction, casually threw the already somewhat shriveled corpse of the werewolf Hank in the snow, turned his head to look at the panicked Christina on the side, and sneered: "Miss Tina, it's your turn next!" ”

Seeing a living person dying in front of her, and still being sucked dry of blood and dying, Christina was shocked and frightened, and her voice was crying, "NO! Dracula, you executioner, you are simply perverted! ”

"Haha, blood is the best wine for a vampire. It's a pity that you haven't woken up yet, otherwise you will definitely like the beauty of blood! Dracula said with a hideous face: "But Miss Tina, don't worry, after I have drained your blood and have the royal blood, I will send some wine made from blood to your graveyard to thank you!" ”

Christina's face was sad, and she retreated again and again until she could no longer retreat from the rock wall, so she had to curl up and hide under the rocks.

The rock was cold, but not as cold-blooded as the vampire in front of him.

"Help me, who can come and save me?" Christina hid under the rocks and muttered to herself, the fairy tales she had heard as a child, that when a princess was in danger, there would always be a prince to rescue her, but where was her own prince?

At this moment, a haunting voice came from behind her, which she will never forget: "Tina, why are you crying? ”

She looked up with tears streaming down her face, only to see a figure on the other side of the cliff gradually approaching from the wind and snow, and in a few breaths came closer, and her face became clear.

"Cloud, cloud......!" Christina shouted excitedly, is his own prince him? Yes, it must be, he is a mysterious Oriental mage who saved himself before, and now God has sent him to save himself again.

Yun Shan came closer, stopped, looked at the dried corpses in the snow and the drastically changed Dracula, frowned and said to himself: "I said what happened to the two breaths I sensed earlier, it turned out to be you, a werewolf and a vampire. ”

"It's you!" Dracula's pupils shrank slightly, he knew that it was Yunshan who had unraveled Christina's poison before, and it was said that this person in the east was still a mysterious wizard, which made him vigilant.

He said in a deep voice: "You are a wizard, I am a vampire, we are not enemies, there is a saying in the East that well water does not violate river water, my target she has nothing to do with you." I hope you don't stop me. ”

Yun Shan looked a little strange, he knew that Christina was also a vampire, but why did this vampire named Dracula eat her? And it seems that Christina doesn't have a lot of strength, and she doesn't even know that she is a vampire. What the hell is going on?

"Cloud, help me! I don't want to be sucked dry by him. Christina said hoarsely.