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Zhao Yiyi saw the green hair stiff that was strange everywhere, and his head was suddenly 'buzzing', and his scalp was numb.

He longed to scold the solemn to death.

This is an old zombie who has been immersed in the depths of the earth and has been sleeping for thousands of years, and he is definitely a tyrant of the local zombie clan.

Solemn head pumped? How can you get this thing out and take on the Bloodline?

Does it mean that 500 years ago they were all one?

"Alert, alert!" Zhao He ordered loudly.

Due to the special situation in Liangcheng, the police force has always been equipped with 'dark police' who specialize in arresting vampires.

On the surface, these secret police officers hold some inconspicuous positions, such as canteen boys, sweep yards, and watch gates.

In fact, they are all vampire hunters who have been selected and stood out.

Zhao He was afraid that the prison robbery at night would not be real, so he specially transferred a team of secret police to protect him at any time, but he didn't expect it to be used.

More than a dozen secret police officers poured out from their hiding places and cast magic weapons directly at the green-haired zombie.

The green hair was not afraid at all, and with a stroke of his hand, he slapped the magic weapon that flew in front of him to the ground and stomped on it hard.

When the first attack failed, the guards immediately launched a second round of attacks and set up a magic circle.

However, for some reason, the green haired zombie was not afraid of magic weapons at all, nor was he afraid of magic circles.

It is not afraid of anything, it is just curious about everything in front of it.

He was short, bouncing up, his stiff body crashing directly into a nearby wall.

Rumble!

The walls collapsed, along with the roof, smashing out a cloud of concrete.

The Bloods huddled in their cells and felt a jolt beneath their feet, and then the entire cell was shattered.

Bian Qiu was sleeping with his eyes closed, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the broken roof.

He howled, broke the handcuffs, and leaped down the cracked roof.

When the other clans saw that Bian Qiu had run away, no one stopped and escaped from the cell one after another.

The Secret Policemen were held back by the Green-Haired Stiff, unable to take care of the Blood-Clan in the cell.

They wanted to divert half of the police force to hunt down the blood clan, but at this moment, Zhao He was scraped by the green hairy nails.

Suddenly, the blood poured out.

Zhao He's face turned pale for a moment, and he was poisoned by the corpse: "Quickly, quickly pack this thing, you can't let it out, causing panic among the citizens." ”

"Yes." The Secret Police are doing their best to deal with the green-haired zombies, and no one cares about the fleeing Blood.

Zhao He endured the pain in his arm, took out two pills from his pocket and put them in his mouth.

This is the medicine that was solemnly sent in the afternoon.

That kid literally killed him!

It was already six o'clock in the morning when the secret police cleared the green hairy stiffness.

The public security bureau was in shambles, and thick smoke wafted through the air.

The secret police officers killed two people, injured five, and suffered heavy losses.

Zhao He took the medicine and barely kept a little conscious, and commanded everyone on the battlefield to clean up the mess.

He had to personally report this kind of thing to his superiors, after all, there were dead people.

However, he really didn't expect that a prison robbery would kill people, it was so real.

…………

Before dawn, all the Bloods gathered in a dense forest on the outskirts of the city.

They are now fugitives, with nowhere to stay, and they will certainly not be able to return to the human world.

Bian Qiu walked deep into the woods, followed by a bunch of people in strange costumes.

He stopped, speechless: "What are you doing with me?" ”

"Dude, you seem to have a place to go?" The clown fled for a long time, but the balloon in his hand did not fly away or burst.

"Yes." Bian Qiu tightened his luggage.

When he finished his errand, he naturally had to go to the boss.

But the boss didn't say anything, let him take a bunch of civilians to ......

The clown opened his mouth and smiled, grinning a huge bent, and said, "Dude, will you take us with you?" You see, we are all quite distinctive, just be a mascot to make a living. ”

At the very least, he can be a mascot.

Bian Qiu's gaze went over the clown, looked at the group behind the clown, and asked, "You all want to be mascots?" ”

He couldn't believe it.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" There were a bunch of coughing sounds from the crowd, and all kinds of flying avoidance looks.

This thing of being a mascot seems to be quite difficult.

Bian Qiu changed his words: "Then what will you all do?" ”

"Fly the plane." Wen Ran said.

"Pole dancing, striptease ......" the nightclub girl talked eloquently.

"I would have pets. From grasshoppers to slave girls...... his style is all darkness.

The clown tugged at the balloon, took off his hat like a gentleman, and conjured a bunny: "I'll do magic." ”

"I can perform acrobatics, top plates, flying fire rings, swallow big swords, and break big stones in my chest......" This benevolent brother probably went to the wrong set.

Bian Qiu beckoned and motioned for everyone to stop.

He made a phone call to Yunguang and briefly explained the situation.

Yunguang reported the situation, and after a while, he replied to Bian Qiu's message: Yes.

"Alright, you can come with me. However, the place is far away and we have to fly and pay for the fare. "Bian Qiu walked in front alone.

There were more than 600 people in this group of civilians, and he couldn't afford to pay the fare.

When everyone heard this, they immediately tried their best and began to pour money.

For them, all private property was confiscated by the people of the Public Security Bureau.

The current state is completely a penny that is difficult to defeat a hero.

…………

Far abroad, the North Sea is a polar sea area with long winds and snows and non-stop all seasons.

Thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the Twilight clan angered the Emperor Xuanyuan because of the incident of the Twilight Girl, cut off contact with the entire human race, and then crossed the sea as a boundary, away from Central Asia, and came overseas.

Now, the years are passing, and the cold year is amazing.

The people of the Twilight clan have long since adapted to the dancing snow, and they love the vast snow over the North Sea, as well as the endless pure snow river.

In the 70s of the last century, there were human polar expeditions to the snowy region to plant flags and challenge the temperature limit.

It is said that the group all froze to death in the ice, and their bodies have not been found so far.

Since then, no human has risked their lives to explore this mysterious snowy region.

Half a month ago, Chang Xi came back with Twilight.

Twilight nested in Chang Xi's arms, like a bird with broken wings, motionless, docile and well-behaved.

Whenever someone talked to her, she just rolled her eyes, her thoughts were still there, but she couldn't move, and she couldn't make half a sound.

Wins, stubborn lords, and clouds came together, occasionally saying a few words, and the atmosphere was not particularly harmonious.

In the vast border of the blood clan, the people of the Twilight clan live at will, without a fixed location, chic and free, free and uninhibited.

Most of them followed the old ancestors of the Dusk clan to retreat and cultivate their nature, leaving only a few young clansmen to clean the house and buy some fresh food.

They saw Chang Xi and Twilight from a distance, hurriedly put down the work in their hands and rushed over.

They knelt and bowed, and in respectful worship, they said, "See the master." ”

"Hmm." Twilight barely let out an electric sound, and the bottom of her silver eyes reflected the wind and snow in the sky, wafting infinite love silk.

After more than a thousand years of sleep, she finally returned to this snowy land with four seasons of snow.