The meeting place of the civilians turned out to be three streets next to this Yuelai Manor, and it was the first time that Mo Lan knew that there was such a hidden underground club in this place.

The clubhouse is called Qianli Manor, and although it is used as a meeting place for the common blood clan, it is not as dilapidated and crowded as he imagined, but unexpectedly spacious and noble.

The large venue of thousands of square meters was resplendent and splendid, and all kinds of blood clans restrained their breath and talked with high-legged wine glasses, and not only the blood clan, but also quite a lot of human beings in this drinking party, dressed as elites from all walks of life, and communicated with the blood clan as usual.

Mo Lan was a little surprised, the environment he had come into contact with was that humans and blood were like fire and water, and no blood clan had ever communicated with humans so kindly. After all, in the eyes of the blood nobles, humans are nothing more than food.

Will you communicate with the big plate of chickens on the plate? So, the blood clans that Mo Lan came into contact with had no human status in their eyes.

Crowds of people who came and went quickly noticed this new face that they had never seen before, sending good-natured glances from all sorts of corners. Mo Lan was almost somewhat flattered to receive the friendly signal, he had lived for hundreds of years, and he had never seen so many friendly eyes.

The blood clan is born by blood, and only those with the strongest strength can be respected and friendly by everyone. Among the blood clan, the younger generation, and only Su Zimo, the son of the Blue and Gold clan, who is the head of the upper aristocracy, can receive such attention and respect wherever he goes.

"Hey, handsome guy!" a human girl with delicate eyebrows jumped up in front of Mo Lan, with a bright smile of longing and envy on her face. There seemed to be a little nervousness, the girl's face was red, and her slender eyelashes flickered a little.

"The first time I saw you, you ...... Do you have a female companion?"

Mo Lan was a little sluggish, he could clearly feel that the human girl in front of him was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there was no obvious smell of wind and dust, the girl exuded a fresh fragrance unique to young people, and the whole person was very clean and tidy.

"I'm a Bloodline. "Don't you know how dangerous it is to say such a thing to a Bloodliner, no, this human?

"I know, such a handsome and sharp temperament can only be a vampire, are you the first time here? I can be your female companion, I can give you a bite. ”

The girl seemed to have regained a little feeling, looking at the dazed and humble appearance of the handsome vampire guy in front of her, the girl's heart simply flew to the sky.

Dazed and innocent little handsome guy!! If this guy doesn't dress like a bum, where will he get his turn?

"Are you willing to let me suck blood?" Mo Lan frowned, through the blood of the human girl, he couldn't feel this girl's scheming, but how could she be so simple as to be willing to suck her own blood?

The girl nodded without hesitation: "I am willing, you have your needs, I have my needs, we can live happily and peacefully!"

In fact, this is also the purpose of this drinking party, although there is no absolute administrator, but most of the humans and blood clans who participate in the drinking party consciously follow the principle of voluntariness.

Even if they are just civilians, vampires possess powers that are beyond the reach of ordinary humans, so all kinds of humans will come here and actively trade with the bloodline with blood.

"You don't know yet, there will be a special mission ring, you can help humans fulfill their wishes and obtain the blood they provide as if they were taking on tasks, everyone is mutually beneficial, and no outsiders will know about it.

It's like I want to be your female companion, so I'm willing to give you a bite, it's as simple as that!

The girl's face was already flushed, and she was full of sunshine with a smile that belonged to a human being. No way, she's a little nymphomaniac who has never seen such a handsome vampire.

In fact, theoretically speaking, the appearance of vampires should be directly proportional to their own bloodline, and the vampires who come to this drinking party to serve humans in exchange for blood are undoubtedly some lowly civilians, so there are few handsome guys.

But today, this newcomer, just a few dozen meters away, can feel his incomparably handsome face through his heavy cloak, this kind of handsome temperament carved into the bone marrow she has never seen, for a while the deer collided, and ran directly.

"You haven't received the mission ring yet, have you!I'll get one for you!" her heart was beating so fast and she was a little nervous, and the girl quickly found an excuse to run away to calm down. She's got to catch this fresh guy!

Seeing the girl running away in a panic, Mo Lan unconsciously hooked the corners of her mouth and muttered, "Is this peace...... Peace, and that's good. ”

"That's a good idea, why don't we make a deal?"

A nice magnetic voice sounded behind him, and Mo Lan turned his head to look at the equally handsome and outrageous man who didn't know when.

This man is wearing an ordinary black trench coat, but he gives people a sense of pride in the world, and he is obviously a bewitching face without flaws, but he does not attract onlookers and attention like himself.

"You are?"

"Just an ordinary idle person, I have no ill intentions. The standard businessman-like smile hung on the speaker's face, and Mo Lan found that he couldn't even see through the race.

Inheriting the black gold bloodline, although it is not reflected in strength, Mo Lan's perception is unprecedented. He could tell the race and approximate strength of any creature in front of him through the slight tremor of his blood, and he had never made a mistake for more than a hundred years now.

But this man, he can't see through.

A faint sense of crisis haunted her heart, and Mo Lan had never had a good feeling in the face of uncontrollable things: "What deal?"

The man was still smiling commercially, as if he were the perfect account manager in the real estate sales office: "How about worshipping me as a teacher and taking you to the top of the Nine Realms?"

Mo Lan was almost suffocated to death by this man's shameless temperament.

What? What are you telling me? Standing proudly at the top of the Nine Realms?

Do you know which Nine Realms are in the Nine Realms? Do you know that the legendary Demon King Lucifer and the Archangel Michael dare not say that they are the top of Kyushu?

"You, are you kidding?" Mo Lan couldn't help but ask.

Who knows, the man invisibly revealed an aura that looks at the world, and asked, "You don't want to?"

Mo Lan was asked by him.

No, no one wants to do it more than he does!

God knows how much Mo Lan wants to prove herself!

But if he had been useful, would he have fallen into the state he is in today?

He has already fought and worked hard. After all, if you don't take it seriously and work hard once, how can you know that you really can't do it?

"I don't want to. ”

broke the jar, Mo Lan directly rejected the man.

The eyes as deep as the night sky looked at Mo Lan's eyes, as if they could see through his whole person. The man was not annoyed, but said: "It's okay, you accept this imprint, think about it, you can summon me with blood infusion." ”

Without waiting for Mo Lan to refuse again, he imprinted a small silver dot of light on the back of Mo Lan's hand.

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left, and after a while, he inexplicably disappeared into the uncrowded drinking party, Mo Lan frowned and looked at the mark on the back of his left hand, but he didn't seem to feel the existence of any energy.

The drinking party went on as usual, and no one else seemed to see the appearance of that person, and Mo Lan had an inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if there was some resistance, some fear, and some inexplicable closeness.

Frowning, Mo Lan did not use her own blood, but mobilized her insignificant spiritual power to infiltrate that tiny point of light.

The high-ranking gold-inlaid nobles of the blood clan each have innate abilities derived from bloodline, or elemental abilities or species abilities, and they can also use spiritual power in the same way as humans. It's just that the blood blood power of the upper nobles is too strong, and in comparison, the spiritual power is not worth mentioning.

But at this time, Mo Lan can only use this.

Spiritual power seeped in, and the silver points of light suddenly rotated, and Mo Lan's pupils instantly spread.

Mo Lan suddenly found herself in the middle of a sea of blood.

Above the blood-red sea of evil, there were layers of black mist, and the heart like a black hole was beating rhythmically, constantly absorbing and emitting more strange black mist, forming an astonishing huge cycle between the sky and the sea.

Plop! Plop!

The sound of a loud heartbeat thundered in my head. Bring eternal mourning and despair.

"I'm back, register the ring for you, and you'll be able to take on the quest later!"

The crisp girl's voice interrupted Mo Lan's momentary dazedness. The girl didn't seem to see the arrival of the merchant just now, and just ran back to Mo Lan happily.

Looking at the girl beside her, Mo Lan was in a trance for a moment. That terrible illusion just now...... Something to do with that man?

How many secrets are there in that man?

Just as he hesitated, the girl had completely disappeared and put the mission ring on Mo Lan's left index finger: "As long as a drop of your blood, you can be graded to take the task." The star rating is based on the bloodline level, and the order of magnitude is based on the completion of the task. ”

The girl picked up Mo Lan's right hand, pierced it with a needle without waiting for him to refuse, and dripped a drop of blood: "The general blood clan is one or two star level, and only three to eight stars are available to nobles. You civilians ......"

Before the girl finished speaking, she saw that on the fluorescent screen above the ring, Mo Lan's identity had been successfully registered: number: LC0517. Grade: Nine-star level 1.

Wait a minute.

Jiuxing??? how is this possible???

"Well, this ring may be broken. "The girl was a little embarrassed. Even if it is a high-ranking nobleman, it is just seven stars and eight stars, and the eight stars are capped, how can there be nine stars.

Mo Lan's pupils shrank silently, but just as she was about to speak, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in her heart.

Almost reflexively, Mo Lan pulled the girl to the side, looking in the direction of the gate in disbelief.