Inside the main hall.

A serious atmosphere is pervading.

At the long black oak table sat the representatives of the Bloodline of Lesenlu, Tsmisi, and Heat, Glores, Norton, and Bach.

"The sacrifice was robbed, and I, the Xi Tai clan, are generous, and if you don't count your demon party destroying the covenant, it will be regarded as Jue Lesenlu's personal act. So, next, what should you demons decide? Bach's gaze wandered between Norton and Glores.

"Our demon party will definitely send the best killers to get rid of the traitors and take back the sacrifice." Loris on the side immediately replied.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the long oak table shook violently. I saw Norton's gloomy face, and he slapped his big palm on the table: "It's not your turn to speak, Gloris, is it because we don't exist in Tsmissi?" ”

Loris glanced at Norton, but didn't dare speak.

Bach sneered: "Now, as Jue's direct bloodline, she should be able to take over the Night Castle and even the entire Demon Party." ”

"I disagree!"

"Is Lord Norton trying to split the Demon Party?"

Bach had ill intentions and wanted to provoke the emotions of the blood clan present, but of course Norton could not let him succeed: "Since ancient times, leaders have to be selected from the high-level blood clans with excellent ability and long blood experience, but it is not a daydream based on blood alone!" ”

"And who does Lord Norton think is more suitable?"

Scanning around the hall of the suitable blood clan, there seemed to be no better choice except for the members of the Night Castle group. In the end, his eyes were still on Gloris.

Bach understood that he had no choice: "Why don't you demons vote internally!" ”

Bach is clearly bullying him Norton!

At present, except for a few Xitai and Tsmisi, the rest of the hall are all Lesenlu's bloodline. As long as the main Elder Bloods take sides, the results of the vote will be obvious.

Norton looked at the two Jukyufer brothers, Rensen, and Hunter, who all avoided his gaze.

Very good, as soon as this demon party leaves Jue, it will immediately be like a plate of scattered sand, and the people's hearts will be scattered and gathered, and they will all stand in line for the interests of their respective blood clans. Norton knew that the people of their Night Castle would not sell him this face, so it made sense that they would be on Flores' side. They are losing numbers, and this so-called vote is also self-inflicted.

"From today onwards, Tsmisi will not care about any of the demons, let's go!" Norton stood up and led the group out of the hall.

In this way, Loris naturally became the representative of the Demon Party under the acquiescence of the blood clan. Although there is only one Lesson Bloodline left in this party.

——

Blue sky and white sun.

There were a few thin filaments of clouds floating in the blue sky.

The summer breeze rustles the leaves, and the dappled shadows on the dirt road shake with it, making everything look leisurely and tranquil. But under this tranquility, there is a treacherous turmoil.

"Lord Jue, please stop!"

In the forest, four figures quickly flashed among the dense trees.

, Jack, and Tal chase Jue all the way. But the figure in front of him didn't want to retreat at all, and he was indifferent to their persuasion in the back, and he didn't even bother to say a word.

In the midst of the rapidity, the wind whipped Han Qingluo's face violently, raising her loose blonde hair. You opened her eyes, the sound of the wind hunting wrapped around her ears, and her hair dancing in the wind obscured her eyes, blurring her vision.

Tired.

It is the truest portrayal of her at the moment. The pain of the broken bone was still faintly attacking, and the pain increased due to the bumps up and down between the runs, and I couldn't help but snort from my nose in discomfort.

"Awake?"

Overhead, there was a faint sound swallowed up by the wind. In her breath, the familiar smell had already entered her nose, letting her know the identity of the person she was holding.

"Why save me?" She asked in a low voice.

"For myself." He's not dragging his feet at all.

"Someone chasing us?" There was not only the sound of the wind in his ears, but also a faint shout, and Han Qingluo understood that they seemed to be fleeing.

Jue put his arm around her upper body and leaned her head into his arms: "Concentrate on resting, don't do much." ”

Han Qingluo had no choice, weakly pulled out a barely visible smile, and obediently closed his eyes...... She could feel the pain in her palm gradually subside, and the itchy palm indicated that the new flesh was repairing the broken wound.

Closing her eyes and resting now is the best option for her body to recover, just do as he says - concentrate on resting, don't care about anything, everything is up to him......

The small town of Mirror City.

On the crowded street, a man with a bloodstained woman in his arms takes center stage. The chill emanating from his body made every resident who stopped to watch not dare to stand in his way.

Behind the man, three figures kept squeezing through the crowded crowd of onlookers, struggling to follow. This is the territory of the humans, and they have all taken away the characteristics of the blood clan, so they can only move on foot.

Jue took advantage of the chaos and dodged into a small alley.

"There are too many people, what should I do?" Tal muttered quietly.

"It's okay, follow the flesh to find it." replied.

The three bloods managed to quietly squeeze out of the crowd, and were chasing after the faint smell of blood that lingered in the air, when a piercing flute sounded, and a group of uniformed inspectors and inspectors rushed in the distance.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the three of them wanted to turn around and avoid it, but they happened to be caught and interrogated by the inspector.

"Have you three seen a man holding a bloody man?"

"Looks like I'm running down that alley!" stretched out his hand and pointed casually to the mouth of an alley.

The inspector immediately rushed to the mouth of the alley with a group of inspectors, and disappeared into the alley.

"Why help them?" Jack was puzzled.

"It's easy to have humans intervene, not to mention that he will definitely be considered a murderer with such a bloody person, don't worry, we will squat, these humans will help us find them." is confident and sure.

"Then are we still chasing?"

"It's too dazzling for the three of us to act together, so let's go separately."

"Good!"

……

Walking quickly in the alley, Jue always pays attention to the movement behind him. Suddenly, there was a commotion, not far away. Jue was taking a step forward and stopped—I saw a bunch of people popping up at the intersection of the alley in front of him, as if he was looking for something.

"You guys, go to this alley, you guys, this alley, search quickly!" The inspectors scattered their men and searched for traces of Jue in the staggered alleys.

Holding Han Qingluo, Jue's movements were somewhat restricted. Constantly dodging the inspectors who drill out of which fork from time to time...... But he has never been able to escape the search of crowd tactics.

An inspector spotted him and shouted, "Here!" This attracted all the people who were searching for it.

Jue looked around, chose an alley without chasing soldiers, and ran over. The inspectors who followed the sound chased after each other collided in a ball in order to compete for merit, but created a favorable opportunity for Jue's escape.

The inspector, who was blocked by a bunch of idiots, kicked the inspector who fell to the ground and blocked the way a few times, and stepped on their bodies while scolding: "Dead open! Twisting his fat body, he chased after him.

Back on the street, Jue was once again in the spotlight. He spotted in the crowd, and spotted him and was chasing him.

"Follow me!"

A crisp female voice sounded beside him.

In the next second, a cloth bag made of coarse linen was draped on his body, and Han Qingluo in his arms was also covered by the sack. Jue had no choice but to keep up with the girl.

A passer-by just flickered in front of him, and in the next second, Jue's back was gone. searched carefully for the faint trail of blood in the air, but in the next moment of pursuit, he heard a shout from overhead.

"Be careful!"

I saw that the passers-by around scattered around, and a bucket of fishy liquid with a pungent smell fell from the sky, and Heyman, who had no time to dodge, was splashed with a foul smell all over his body.

"! Exercise! Exercise! 's mouth was wide open in disgust, and he kept cursing. The smell of urine was all over the nose, and the last trace of blood was covered up by this strong smell.

Unwillingly, he wiped the urine from his face and ran forward, trying to find the last bit of blood, but finally gave up, and could only leave angrily with a stench, becoming the focus of avoidance on the street.

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In a dimly lit hut.

The shabby furniture looked even more stale in the dim light. On the broken table, the light emitted by a candle is the only source of light in the entire room.

On a bed against the wall, Han Qingluo leaned on, the tattered and bloody clothes on his body had been changed, and he was wearing a long coarse skirt. The yellowish candlelight reflected on her blood-pale face, making her look even more haggard.

"Hot water is coming!"

The wooden door creaked open, and a young girl walked in.

Jue at the table stood up, "Thank you, Lucy." ”

It was the girl who sold cigarettes three years ago who came to their aid, counting this time, Jue met with her four times, the first time was to help her unintentionally; the second time was to be questioned as a passerby; The third time was when she stalked them and was caught as bad guys; This time, it was still her, but this time she took the initiative to help them.

Putting the wooden basin with hot water on the cabinet at the head of the bed, Lucy wrung out the handkerchief and gently wiped Han Qingluo's body, she had a slight fever.

"Thank you." The voice was a little weak, and Han Qingluo forced a smile to thank Lucy.

Lucy rubbed it carefully and replied, "It's okay."

"Thank you for helping us, but we need to get out of here as soon as possible." Jue sat at the table, the candlelight softening his handsome and resolute face.

"Where are you going?" The movements of Lucy's hand froze slightly, and soon returned to the original state, "Madame is so sick, if you continue to run, your body will collapse." Besides, you were inspected and arrested, so stay out of the limelight for a few days! ”

Jue no longer insisted and did not choose to respond. There is no explanation for Lucy's misunderstanding of "Madam", and some things become more troublesome the more you explain, so it is better to choose silence.