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Shanyusheng hugged the pirate captain's doll and nestled on the sofa.

His straight body was curled up in a small ball.

He seemed to be drunk, half laughing and half crying, and muttered to himself: "Fragrant, so fragrant......"

The woman's taste is familiar.

Like that night, the fragrance of the woman lingering in his dream......

Four falcon hunters, one of whom broke his leg bone and lost the ability to fight.

There are three people left, and their power is greatly reduced.

They decide to take a risk and arrest Twilight.

If you can't be caught alive, kill it.

In their opinion, there is nothing to fear from the hunting bureau under the rule of the Han people.

Obey the order, that is to the hunting situation.

If you don't comply, it's a big deal, and you won't get along with each other.

The so-called Manchu and Han families, as early as hundreds of years ago, were empty words.

The three of them winked at each other, and they all showed off their silverware.

They were a wide and short silver knife, a silver star lock full of barbs, and a large bell that looked very rough and heroic.

Jingle Bell ......

As soon as the big bell shook, a huge wave of sound waves vibrated outward.

This is the broken bowel bell.

What it emitted was a gut-breaking sound specifically aimed at the Bloodline.

Normally.

When the Bloodclan hears the bell, they immediately lose their minds and become unconscious.

Immediately after, the silver star lock full of barbs will bind the body of the blood clan.

Barbs one by one, all pierced into the skin of the blood clan.

The more the Bloodclan struggled, the deeper the barb pierced, and the hook scraped large patches of flesh.

Eventually, the Falcon will take advantage of the Bloodline's brute strength to lose its strength and raise a silver knife and plunge it into the Bloodline's heart, or head.

All the bloods, if they are hit in the head or pierced in the heart by silver, will immediately turn into dust and disappear completely.

Twilight is no exception.

Jingle bells.

The bell shook incessantly, emitting violent sound waves.

Twilight stood under the silver net, her mind briefly lost.

She shook her head slightly, regaining some senses.

A pair of silver-gray pupils shone with a bit of bloodthirsty luster.

The ancient Manchu hunters.

As early as a thousand years ago, he participated in the battle between the blood clan and the humans.

They are accomplices of the Han Chinese, a group of powerful lackeys.

In that great war, the Manchu hunters killed many of the Bloods.

Those bloodlines are all the most loyal and resolute warriors under Twilight's hands.

This blood feud and the pain of exterminating the clan have been remembered for thousands of years.

It's an old account, and the old hatred is hard to get rid of.

Only bloody killings can alleviate the misery that has been precipitated over time.

Twilight has a pair of deep silver eyes, and her long eyelashes slowly cover down, covering the slight light under her eyes.

Her ten fingers gradually grew sharp nail pieces.

Tonight, she wants to make these full hunters pay for their blood debts!

"Whew......"

Twilight looked up at the sky and roared on her back.

She is telling the souls of the blood clan who have passed away.

She always believed that in the sky of the Blood Clan, there would always be an eternal heaven belonging to the Blood Clan.

…………

Bar on the third floor.

Gu Heng's expression was solemn, and he searched the private rooms one by one.

He's looking for Twilight's tracks.

Suddenly, above his head, there was a terrible and desolate blood clan wail.

He was startled, and immediately ran upstairs.

Oops.

The scream of the blood clan was not a murderous roar.

It is a deep clan plot, filled with a deep tribute to the rest of the deceased.

Gu Heng stared deeply, and a strong worry appeared in his eyes.

He prayed secretly in his heart:

Twilight, don't kill.

Everything has me.

Leave everything to me.

…………

On the fourth floor of the bar, the largest private room is Romantic.

Twilight let out a deafening cry of grief, nearly piercing the eardrums of the four falcons.

She jumped to her feet and jumped onto the tea table.

She reached out and grabbed the silver net, and with her thin body, she supported the powerful power covered by the entire silver net.

Her fingers were like hooks, grasping at the strings of the silver net, slowly and steadily, tearing to the sides.

Her beautiful and warm fingertips sink into the silver strings little by little.

A bead of blood, along the slender silver thread, floated down.

She is the Empress of the Blood Clan, powerful but still has an immutable weakness.

She will be afraid of silverware, and she will be hurt.

However, the little human beings did not want to draw her into a prison, making it difficult for her to move an inch, and she was in pain.

The three falcons stared in horror and opened their mouths wide.

In the world, there are vampires who openly challenge silverware?

I'm really impatient.

A falcon grabbed the silver net with his left hand and pressed it outward.

His right hand shook a silver chain and rolled away towards the twilight: "Look at my Holy Ancient Weapon, Silver Star Lock!" ”

Twilight grabbed the silver net with both hands, unable to dodge.

She stepped on the tea table and jumped off the moment the silver star lock flew in.

In mid-air, her figure fluttered like a frightening wave, blowing a cold long wind.

With the power of spinning and falling, she lifted her long legs and kicked over the tea table.

Bang!

The tea table flew up and slammed into the Silver Star lock.

The silver star lock rolled around the tea table, rolled in the air a few times, and smashed uncontrollably into the wall next to it.

On the wall, a large pit appeared.

The tea table flew along the big pit and into the private room next door.

The guests in the private room next door were so frightened that they scattered like birds and beasts.

The Saker was dragged by the Silver Star Lock and hung across the wall tiles.

A trail of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and he passed out.

In the triangular silver net array, a corner appeared in the sky in an instant.

All the power, suddenly out of balance.

Twilight took this opportunity to grab the silver net and tear it apart.

Tick, tick......

Drops of blood dripped down the silver web.

The silver-white strings of the net, cut deep into Twilight's fingers, have exposed the white joints.

Twilight had a delicate and proud face, as if there was no pain.

In a silver glow, she jerked her head up and bared two moon-scar teeth.

I saw that the silver net was torn apart by her bare hands very slowly......

Jingle bells.

The soul bells on the silver net were windless and automatic, and suddenly sounded.

Twilight stepped out of the silver net and stomped on the falcon with the broken leg bone.

She frowned coldly, narrowed slightly, and exuded a little murderous intent.

She looked at the remaining two Sakers, a light smile on her lips, and said, "It's just the two of you, is it fun?" ”

"Broken Gut Bell!"

"Heartcutter!"

The two falcons couldn't help but say goodbye, and together they attacked Twilight.

Twilight is surrounded by the Sakers.

She bent sideways, dancing like a dancer, dodging the Saker's attack.

Her sharp nails, at great speed, slashed through the neck of a falcon hunter, grabbing a bloody piece of neck bone.

The price was that her left hand, starting from the wrist bone, was cut horizontally by the wide and short silver knife.

Smack.

The bones of the hand and the neck fell to the ground together.

The falcon lost his neck, but his heart was still beating.

His eyes opened in surprise, his head drooped down, and he fell straight down.

This vampire's murder modus operandi turned out to be a preference for his fragile neck......