Su Mo was a little speechless.

Whoever goes to someone's house as a guest and brings food and drinks, shouldn't it be the host's who takes out the food and drinks to entertain the guests?

Fortunately, he was not unprepared.

Almost ten times as much as the last time Mai Kavian had asked for supplies, he took them out one by one and placed them on the ground.

There is a fat braised pork, exuding a greasy sweet fragrance, and a refreshing wine, and closing your eyes after taking a sip can remind people of the bright moonlight, so it has a well-known name called moonshine wine.

Shadow Canyon, on the other hand, will never have moonlight.

A vampire who hadn't seen moonlight for hundreds of years, and this painful taste was only understandable to McCavian, and many times he thought about simply going out and walking in front of the Pope for him to kill himself, and I heard that moonlight in the Holy City has always been beautiful.

It's a pity that the older a person gets, the more afraid of death becomes, and vampires are older than anyone else.

"You're such a good boy, but why don't you just hand it to me?" McCavian said with sincere admiration, Su Mo had been taking things outside, but he had been staring at the pot of wine.

"Because I want to ask you to help me kill a vampire." Su Mo said with a smile, he was also staring at the pot of wine, it was a small wine jar, which could only hold two catties of wine at most, and it was one of the many fine wines he brought.

"I don't want people to blackmail me." McCavian thought he was a good boy a second ago.

"I don't like to blackmail people, after all, I plan to be friends with you and help you capture the power of death, it's important to you, isn't it?" Su Mo is very proud in his heart, the old things in the game are more shrewd than the other, and it is very easy to catch their weaknesses, but Master Su has a way.

Two catties of moonshine wine are a total of 400 gold coins, which is very expensive, but it is really worth it.

"Just you, and you want to blackmail me? I can kill you with a wave of my hand. "McCavian thought it was funny.

"I admit that you have this ability, but you must also admit that this sword in my hand only needs to be waved lightly, and this jar of wine will be broken, and the wine will seep into the soil, unless you eat all the soil, otherwise this wine will have nothing to do with you." Su Mo doesn't care about life and death, he is a player, and there is no such thing as life and death.

McCavian's hand froze as he tried to pull out his wand.

In fact, he didn't think about killing Su Mo, he just wanted to scare Su Mo, hoping that Su Mo could respect an old man like him, and now he didn't even dare to take the magic wand, he was afraid of scaring Su Mo, in case Su Mo was scared and smashed the wine with a wave of his sword.

Su Mo came out, and this person looked like the kind of person who killed decisively.

This kind of person is unprincipled, but there is a bottom line, as long as you accidentally touch his bottom line, he will completely turn his face with you, if you can't kill him completely, it is estimated that the next day he will stand in front of the Pope's car and lead the car in front of him.

If it weren't for the shrouded shadow of the Valley of Shadows, he would have been discovered by the Pope long ago.

"Kill who, you've only known so many vampires." McCavian bent over, finally without looking at the supplies on the ground, and walked towards the house first.

Su Mo put everything away with a wave of his hand, and then followed into the door.

"Count Dracula wants to do something big, turn the world upside down, I don't know if it's the mastermind, or if it's someone else's pawn again, but I'm involved." Su Mo sat down at the McCavian hospitality table, like a guest who could be on an equal footing with the host's family.

Su Mo never felt like a lackey.

McCavian wanted to say something, but when he saw Su Mo take out two wine glasses and use them to take the moonshine, he immediately closed his mouth, as if there was nothing to attract his attention except for the moonshine.

"If a vampire wants a place of his own, it's impossible not to come out." Su Mo pushed the poured wine over.

McCavian nodded and snatched it all into his mouth, he tilted his head back and savored the familiar taste, Su Mo could see tears sliding down his pale face.

"Do you want me to kill Dracula, or do you want to help him?" McCavian sighed.

"It's none of his business, I'm going to kill one of his potential allies, Howard Tsmish." Su Mo's tone was as simple as if he was about to kill a chicken.

"Howard, he's still alive, he's going to make an alliance with Dracula, and you actually want to kill Howard?" Three of them were enough to express his surprise.

"Yes, Howard Tsmich, you should know him." Su Mo nodded.

"Mel asked you to come?" McCavian was sure.

"It wasn't her who asked me to come, but I came myself, and she said that you are now in good health, so she refuses to let you take the risk, but I don't think so, I think you should take action." Su Mo also drank the silver liquid from the small wine glass.

He followed the example of McCavian, but he couldn't feel the moonlight shining on his heart.

Maybe his heart is too dark.

It is said that vampires believe in the god of the moon, and after being promoted to the rank of prince, they can also summon the god of the moon to descend to earth, and that kind of combat power even the Pope will be beaten down.

It's a pity that the moon god is not so easy to summon, and when the moon god leaves, he will also take the soul of the summoner with him.

"Huh." McCavian sneered, obviously not believing that Mel was so kind, as if there was little trust between vampires.

"And I think that if Aunt Mel, and your old man, want to work with Count Dracula, then don't you think it's too crowded for so many people to sit together?"

Too crowded to sit together?

What hell is this reason to convince people not to feel too perfunctory?

However, McCavian actually calculated it very carefully, and the final conclusion was that he agreed with Su Mo's idea very much, which was too crowded.

And everybody will sit uncomfortably.

In the Great War of that era, both Keynestan and McCavian stood on the opposite side of the Tsmich family, and the Micavian family was first severely damaged by the Tzmich family, and then hunted down by the Holy See for a hundred years, and finally only he was left with a lonely old man.

Howard Tsmich really deserves to die.

McCavian looked at Su Mo with sharp eyes, like a child waiting for everyone to tell a story, he knew that Su Mo must be a person with a plan.

"I decided to let Mel come here......"

"No way!"

Su Mo's first sentence was opposed by McAvian, and his eyes were full of fear, like a woman who had been stripped of her clothes and thrown on the street.

Here is his umbrella, and he has been hiding here for hundreds of years.

Su Mo wants to use this place as a battlefield, so how can he hide?