"Southorn?"

Jiang Ling shouted softly, Xiu Dun's originally closed eyes slowly opened, and he had lost his spirit.

"Bring a bag of fresh blood!"

Seeing Xiu Dun's miserable situation, Jiang Ling commanded.

"Goo-dong!"

As if hearing something different, Shutton's eyes lit up.

"Yes!"

The owl was stunned for a moment, but finally reacted quickly and hurriedly ordered.

"Dracula's royal family sent a descendant here, but did not send a real master to protect you, I am very confused about this!"

Jiang Ling said directly.

"As long as you are willing to tell me why, you can drink the blood for a while, otherwise, I will put a hole in the blood bag in front of you and let it drain little by little, what do you think?"

Jiang Ling's voice was light and fluttering, just the message conveyed between the words, which really made people feel ruthless.

Of course, Nightingale and the others knew that Sylton was Dracula's prince, but they didn't think about it, he needed to replenish his blood.

Xiuton gritted his teeth, but couldn't say a word.

How could there be such a demon in the world, and why should such a person torture him.

What did he do wrong in his previous life to meet someone like Jiang Ling in this life.

He didn't want to look at Jiang Ling's face, otherwise, he was afraid that he couldn't help but curse, but the person in front of him was obviously the head of this group of people, and if he really scolded, he was afraid that he would be even more uncomfortable.

Thinking like this, Xiu Dun turned his head directly and ignored Jiang Ling.

"Looks like he's still a tough guy!"

Jiang Ling didn't say much, and his fingers fell on Xiuton's skin.

"When I first saw you, but the prince with skin like snow, why does he look like an old man now? This skin is really ugly. ”

Above Jiang Ling's fingers, there was true qi mobilizing and suppressing Xiuton's skin, making Xiuton's thirst for blood a little more.

"Prince Shutton, you must know that fresh blood can quickly restore you to the appearance of a prince, do you really not think about saying more?"

"Ho-ho!"

Xiu Dun's eyes were a little more scarlet, and his thirst for blood deepened, and he finally looked at Jiang Ling.

At this time, Xiao also happened to walk in from outside the door, and the bright red blood color of the blood bag was reflected in his eyes.

"Please! Leave me alone, I really don't know anything! ”

Xiutun was going to be hard, but in the end he couldn't resist the body's desire, he gave in, he begged for mercy.

The physical punishment of this group of people in Dingzen Temple was nothing to him at all.

But as soon as Jiang Ling came, he hit his weakness directly, so that he couldn't have any intention of resisting at all.

"The Dracula royal family is in civil strife right now?"

Jiang Ling took the blood bag from Xiao Xiao's hand, opened his mouth lightly, and at the same time tore a hole in the blood bag.

The smell of blood suddenly filled the room.

Under his constant struggle, the chains that bound Xiuton came out with a series of trivial sounds, clanging, and extremely lively.

"I don't know!"

Xiu Dun's voice was a little crying, but looking at Jiang Ling's gaze, there was more fear and hatred!

The man in front of him knew very well how to arouse the vampire's thirst for blood.

It's a real demon.

"Dracula's royal family has always protected the bloodline of the lineage, and it is very difficult for outsiders to find out a thing or two from it."

"Huaxia is Dracula's forbidden area, just as the mercenaries are afraid of Huaxia, the hatred of the domestic warriors for Dracula is also extraordinary, basically killing one by one and leaving you here, that is simply putting you to death!"

Every time Jiang Ling said a word, Xiu Dun's face changed.

Because he knows very well what Jiang Ling said is the current situation of Dracula.

Everyone in the world knows that Huaxia is a forbidden place for mercenaries, but they don't know that the Dracula family is more afraid of Huaxia than mercenaries.

Jiang Ling gently shook the blood bag, making the smell of blood emanate a little faster.

"Goo-dong!"

Shut didn't know how many times he had swallowed and foamed.

All he could think of was the smell of blood.

It's the deadliest taste in the world.

He knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to resist.

"But when my people investigated your background, it was a clean mess, and they didn't even grasp some of Dracula's secrets, which should not be for Dracula himself, and the lineage should be cultivated in an all-round way to ensure that when he takes the helm in the future, he will not be in a hurry."

"But you don't, you just eat, drink and have fun in the country, and enjoy a lot of money in your account, which seems to be very good, but that's all, so you are protected in disguise, which is enough to prove that Dracula is bound to fall into civil strife!"

Jiang Ling's last sentence had a bit of a final word.

"What are you going to say?"

Jiang Ling sent the blood bag to him several times, and Xiu Dun was really about to collapse.

The man in front of him is the devil.

He is able to accurately capture his weaknesses and constantly stimulate you, so that you don't have any resistance at all.

He wanted to tell Jiang Ling directly what he wanted to know.

"Where Dracula is, it has been passed down to this day, and it is almost impossible to have civil strife, because the cultivation of bloodline has been deeply imprinted into the hearts of every Dracula member, unless, Dracula should appear as a top master and want to seize power!"

Jiang Ling just felt that this was the sentence that made Xiu Dun directly stunned.

Even the thirst for blood in his eyes seemed to be suppressed a lot at that moment.

"You're very good, Dracula is really a disaster!"

Stuffing the blood bag directly into Studyon's mouth, and letting Studyon suck it frantically, Jiang Ling had already gotten up, took the handkerchief from Nightingale's hand, and wiped his hands.

"Contact the royal family of Dracula, and want this prince to live, and pay enough price."

Jiang Ling looked at Xiao and commanded.

"What kind of price does Zen think is good?"

The Owl wasn't sure what Dracula would pay this time, after all, according to the information obtained from the intelligence, Southura was Dracula's only direct prince.

"It's not something you need to think about."

Jiang Ling said lightly.

"The matter of the angel and the Dingzen Temple, it will be finalized first, and as for Dracula's matter, let Dracula have a headache himself!"

It was also at this time that a message came from Nightingale's mobile phone.

After taking a look, she walked to Jiang Ling's side and whispered a few words, and the corners of Jiang Ling's mouth moved slightly.

"He's coming?"

Jiang Ling was a little incredulous.

"Said it was arriving in the evening." Nightingale stepped back and said.

"Let him come to the Blue Mountains." Jiang Ling said directly.

"But I'm afraid I'll go straight to the clouds."

"Then let him do it, tell him,"

Jiang Ling said nonchalantly.