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The cold sword light brought out bright red blood, although it did not hurt his life, but it only added a little thick blood.

For the Blood-Clan, who have lost their minds, the smell of blood is the most psychedelic temptation, always bewitching people's hearts, in a vain attempt to further feast on the blood of their enemies and taste endless delicacies.

The black-robed people completely lost their minds under the stimulation of the smell of blood, and they didn't recognize that the enemy in front of them was once their partner hand in hand, and they frantically launched killing moves and fought desperately.

A black-robed man was wounded, a little too late, and was pressed by the throat by his oncoming companion and pressed to the ground.

The companion raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed the black-robed man mercilessly, the tip of the knife was sharp, glowing with a cold silver light, and stabbed straight into the black-robed man's chest.

The black-robed man was powerless to fight back, and subconsciously raised his hand to block it, holding the blade with his palm.

Bright red blood slid down the blade and smashed on the black-robed man's face.

"Haha! Kill you, kill you! Blood, delicious blood! The companion increased the strength of his hand, and little by little, pressed the tip of the knife down.

"Help, help! Lord, save me...... cough, cough, cough, "At the last moment of his life, the consciousness of the black-robed man finally sobered up.

There was a heart-piercing pain from the wound on his hand, and he couldn't wait to get away from the pain, and humbly begged the noble lord, the future empress whom everyone admired, for help.

At such a time, the only person who can save him should be the woman who is known as the 'Silver Day of the Blood Clan'!

He waited with great determination......

He looked forward to it with great trust......

He thanked him with great excitement......

The future leader of the Bloodline, the noble and elegant Empress II, can make him willingly surrender to the prostrate Bloodline Silver Sun: please be merciful, save, save me!!!

Sou!

A blue leaf passed through the mottled shadows of the trees, and at the moment when the tip of the knife was about to pierce the chest of the black-robed man, it suddenly collided, and a cold wind swept away.

The soft blade smashed on the blade, making a subtle soft sound, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, a soft groan, with a long tail note.

Hiss......

Syllable!

The companion's wrist trembled, and his entire arm was numb with shock, and he threw away the dagger in an instant.

The black-robed man was so surprised that he kicked over his companion in a moment's time, quickly hiding, and fled.

"Thank you for your rescue!" The voice of the black-robed man came from the woods, accompanied by a little trembling, obviously very seriously injured.

The companion threw away the dagger, held the numb arm and turned back suddenly, with a murderous glint in his eyes: "Who! ”

He was still bewitched by the illusion, longing for killing and blood!

In the long forest, the leaves rustle and gradually blow a wet wind.

The blue leaves shook in the wind, creating layers of shadows, a precursor to the coming storm.

Suddenly, a dark shadow shuttled out of the mist, mixed with the fierce blood clan anger, and in the rapid passage, a hole filled with ice particles was cut alive!

It was the wet mist that hit the cold that ushered in it, and it turned directly into hoarfrost, falling to the ground one by one.

"Hmm!" The companion only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a few white frost particles fell, and he snorted.

In the next second, an extremely terrifying coldness came into contact with his lips, which made him instantly sober up and remember what had just happened.

"What is this?" He looked down at the cold object pressed against his lips. It turned out to be a freshly plucked green leaf.

The chill on the leaves had not yet faded, and he touched it with his hand, almost freezing his fingers.

"Yes, is it Your Excellency?" He wondered, and felt very happy. Fortunately, the Lord stopped him and did not cause any trouble.

The person he had just captured seemed to be a distant relative of the clan, and if he killed someone, the consequences would be unimaginable.

High in the sky, a noble and elegant woman figure swept down.

She seemed to be a sage from the Nine Heavens, dressed in white and spotless, with an innate reserve and arrogance in her bones. The slender figure and skirt fluttered, transforming into white cloud flowers. Looking at it from a distance, the fairy wind is bone-lining, and the bearing is extraordinary.

On that delicate and beautiful face, the deep outline arc is beautiful, which is the majesty of the peerless emperor, faintly condensing a little bit of coldness into the bones, the thin affection of the marrow, and the peerless indifference.

However, when I tasted it carefully, I suddenly found that under the eyebrows, the silver eyes were cold, and it was as calm as water.

Twilight stood on a long branch high up, her snow-colored dress fluttering like a dance with the mountain wind.

There was a cold air between Yingting's eyebrows, and he was majestic and majestic.

A powerful blood clan aura was condensed around her body, rolling up bursts of chill, like a tidal wave, coming from far and near, layer upon layer, invisibly gathering a suffocating deterrent!

It was the first appearance of the Lord of the Blood Clan, infinitely graceful and vicious.

She reprimanded the person who committed the confusion softly, with few numbers, showing the majesty of the Lord: "Don't you want to reflect? ”

"Yes, my lord." The black-robed man bowed, holding a sober leaf in his mouth, and quietly withdrew.

Twilight jumped away, and his clothes fluttered.

She trampled on the branches and climbed higher, flicking her sleeves and tossing emerald green leaves between her long, thin fingers.

The thin, misty leaves still smelled fresh, mixed with the icy temperature, like a large hailstone falling from the sky, and smashed into the black-robed people who were still deep in the melee.

The black-robed people were in dire straits, in a trance.

They were suddenly frozen by the sudden freezing temperature, and they couldn't help but shiver all over their bodies, and they suddenly broke away from the illusion.

When they came to their senses and looked up at the roof standing in the clouds and mist again, Huo Ran was surprised.

I saw that on the roof, two phoenix birds with wings soaring had long disappeared, replaced by patches of glazed tiles with bright colors.

At this time, the glazed tiles reflect the sunlight and are covered in a layer of magnificent light smoke, which is particularly beautiful and dazzling.

On the towering glazed tile roof, a woman in white fell suddenly, as light as a feather.

Behind her hands, she stood in the wind. The snow-white robe flew behind her, and the fairy posture was wonderful, like a celestial being.

That's twilight!! It is their Lord of the Blood, Her Majesty the future Empress! It is also the god of the clan that they are dedicated to!!

"Thank you for your rescue!" The black-robed people knelt down one after another, bowing their heads and bowing.

If it weren't for the environment, I'm afraid I would have to shout 'long live' three times, kneel six times and knock nine times.

High in the sky, the snow-colored shadow hugged the robe, and the clear voice came through the mist, "Continue on your way." ”

"Yes, my lord." The black-robed people stood up and were about to set off in a group.

Suddenly, the clear woman's voice came from the misty fog, with a bit of banter: "Call me the master of the house." Call the wrong one time, a thousand dollars. ”