The most important thing in Europe is the castle.

In the quiet black pine forest, in front of a golden cliff, there is an ancient castle with a 'color' of gray color. There is a meadow in front of the castle, and clumps of seemingly natural bushes grow on the grass indiscriminately, as if the owner has not taken care of it. But if you change your eyes, you can see that there are ambushes all around them, and they are densely packed with murderous things.

This is the base camp of Fengyuan. It is the nest he runs for himself by using the power of the wind 'gate'. Since Feng Yuan understood the benefits of power when he was a teenager, he began to secretly 'touch' and 'touch' to take care of this ancient castle, and after ten years of 'blue wisps', this ancient castle was built like a golden soup city. In particular, the castle exists completely out of the wind gate, and it is his most secret place.

A streamlined jet shaped like a seagull glides across the sky, descends vertically from the sky, and is firmly docked on the grass in front of the castle.

Hundreds of "colored" waves of light "shot" from those bushes, swept at the plane, and after a few seconds, the grass returned to calm.

The 'door' of the plane cabin opened, and Yue Jue jumped out of the cabin carrying Wenwen, who was wrapped in a curtain. He looked at the several men in black who rushed out of the ancient castle, and said indifferently, "What are you masters doing?" When I came, he didn't even go out to greet him personally, which was a big deal. ”

Several men in black were silent, they stood solemnly in front of Yuejue, and put on a posture to welcome the guests into the 'door'.

After sneering a few times, Yue Jue patted Wenwen's head, which was on his shoulder, and said coldly: "Be honest, if you don't want to die quickly, be honest." ”

Yuejue's hand was very cold, and a cold breath poured out from his hand, and Wenwen, who was struggling hard, shivered, and didn't dare to move again.

More than a dozen black-clothed young men with expressionless faces and dull and indifferent eyes rushed out of the cabin, and they lined up in a neat line, followed closely behind Yue Jue, and walked into the ancient castle.

The structure of the castle is simple, with two rows of three-storey buildings on two wings, both made of sturdy boulders. Corner towers, arrow towers, narrow windows, this is a battle fort.

The main fort in the middle is five stories high, and a stone staircase leads to the main 'gate' of the main fort. The main 'doors' are two large bronze 'gates', and a demon head with horns is carved in the center. On either side of the large 'gate' stand two black statues, which are the images of hellish demons commonly used in ancient castles in Europe. The demon's eyes glowed red, and it was a surveillance head that had been modified by modern technology. What the demon is holding in his hand is not an ancient trident, but a modern high-energy 'light' and 'shooter'. All of this looks weird when it comes together.

Yue Jue shrugged his nose and sneered, "I don't have any taste at all." It's ugly! He looked at the 'light-stirring' device in the hands of the two statues and spat at the ground.

The black-clothed men who led the way were silent, and one of them took out a card from his pocket and stuffed it into the mouth of the demon avatar in the middle of the big 'door'. The eyes on the demon's avatar flickered, and after a faint electronic sound, the large 'door' slowly opened with a piercing grinding sound. A high-pitched, shrill sound of an organ rushed towards him, and the dust on the ground was washed up.

To the left of the huge hall on the first floor of the main fort is an incomparably huge pipe organ, with dozens of thick pipes stretching along the walls, like strange pythons entangled together. The specially processed organ is powered by high-pressure steam, and the sound of the piano is terrifyingly loud, like the roar of a giant ship's whistle, and the high-pitched and piercing sound of the piano makes the castle tremble faintly.

Wearing a large black cloak lined with a blood-red 'color', the cloak's towering collar covered half of his cheeks, and a blood-red 'colored' rose on his left 'chest' Feng Yuan was sitting in front of the organ, beating the huge and heavy keys vigorously. With the tapping of his fingers, a 'excited' high-pitched piano sound with a piercing wind whistle came out, and the white 'colored' steam rushed out from the top of the pipe organ, and a cloud of white gas floated on the ceiling 'flower' board in the hall, setting off the bleak mural on the sky 'flower' board like a dream.

Hearing the sound of the big 'door' opening, Feng Yuan smiled softly without looking back: "Welcome, Yuejue." We haven't seen each other in years. ”

Yue Jue casually threw Wenwen on the ground, and he sneered: "Feng Yuan, what are you when you are?" Vampire Count? ”

'Boom, boom, boom', Feng Yuan played three accents heavily, and the piercing sound of the piano and the sound of steam gushing shook everyone's eardrums. He stood up, turned around and smiled at Yuejue. The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and there was silence in the hall, and there was a harsh sound of the piano echoing in the ears, which made people feel sad for a while.

Walking lightly in front of Yuejue, Feng Yuan looked at Wenwen and smiled: "This is... Miss Luo Wen? He stretched out his hand, trying to pull out the handkerchief that Luo Wen had stuffed in her mouth.

Yue Jue's wrist flipped over, and the sword was silently unsheathed, and the blade of the sword stuck to Feng Yuan's carotid artery. He said coldly, "Don't touch her." ”

Feng Yuan's hand stopped suddenly, he shook his neck slightly, felt the biting cold on the blade, and said with a gentle smile: "What are you doing here?" We are allies now, and I don't have the power to deal with the people you have captured? ”

"You're so dirty!" Yuejue's hoarse voice said coldly, "Don't touch the people I caught." This 'woman' is very nice and clean, and you are not allowed to touch her. ”

Glancing at Yue Jue deeply, Feng Yuan suddenly laughed: "If you want her, you just say it." A 'female' person, I haven't taken it to heart yet. He glanced at Wenwen fiercely, and said in a gloomy voice: "However, do you like her body, or do you like her skin?" ”

The long sword was unsheathed, Yue Jue smiled cruelly, and looked at Feng Yuan with a 'yin' and 'yin' and said, "It has nothing to do with you, do your thing." After a pause, Yue Jue sneered: "Tell me, what are you going to do?" ”

Tilting his head to look at Yue Jue for a while, Feng Yuan suddenly 'revealed' a smile as bright as the sun. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and laughed softly: "You are in Shanghai, you have left no traces, right?" ”

"All the people who have seen me are dead." Yue Jue glanced down at Wenwen and chuckled: "This 'female' person is very stupid. She really thought I'd stay alive. ”

The corners of his mouth proudly 'revealed' a trace of laughter, and Yue Jue said hoarsely: "All the surveillance videos have also been destroyed by me." They could only know from the traces of sword qi that it was the people of the Moon Gate who did it, but they would never know that it was me. ”

"Good." Feng Yuan snapped his fingers, looked down at Wenwen, who had deep fear and hatred in his eyes, and smiled softly: "Then, Miss Luowen, please give us an analysis, we will use you... And your fiancé is bait, can you catch a small fish called Fang Wen? ”

"Look, please enjoy my masterpiece!" Feng Yuan waved his hand.

In the huge hall, the carols of the young choir suddenly sounded. White light sprinkled from all directions, and the golden rose petals were sprayed out of nowhere, and the fragrance was fragrant.

In the midst of the song, where the white 'color' light converged, the golden-red 'color' curtain at the end of the hall slowly opened, 'exposing' the people behind.

A cross made of pure gold, with a white human body tied with ropes. Alfred was wrapped only in a white linen cloth around his lower body, and was tied to the cross in the position of Jesus' crucifixion. He wore a crown of thorns on his head, and his body was smeared with a layer of fragrant ointment, and the white 'colored' light hit him, and his already white and delicate skin emitted a soft white light, like a god.

"Behold, how beautiful! How perfect! What a heart-warming and enjoyable experience. Feng Yuan, who was dressed like a vampire, trembled and hummed a few words with difficulty.

Yue Jue gave him a disgusted look and stood a few steps to the side. He said in a strange tone, "You dress him up like the crucifixion Jesus." So, you dress yourself up as a vampire. You're a very boring person. ”

"Wrong!" Feng Yuan said loudly: "This is a masterpiece, this is my masterpiece in the past few days!" The clash of darkness and light, the 'copulation' of darkness and light, the union of darkness and light! It's art! Do you understand? It's art! Feng Yuan's eyes flashed with a frenzied light, and he shouted frantically, "This is art!" You don't understand it at all! It's art! ”

"The art of ***." Yue Jue narrowed his eyes and scolded in a gloomy voice: "Enough, I'm not interested in your art!" What's next for you? He looked at Luo Wen, who looked at Alfred with wide eyes, his eyes were full of horror, and said "Yin" and "Yin": "I can't wait to do something." ”

Looking at Alfred, who was tied to the cross and couldn't move and couldn't speak, Feng Yuan's body suddenly trembled violently a few times, he collapsed weakly on the ground, and there were obvious traces of water in his lower body. He said weakly: "Wait, now all we have to do is wait." Wait for them to panic, wait for them to 'show' their fatal weakness, and then, give them a hard blow. ”

'Hmm~~~', Feng Yuan groaned again, his body trembled violently, his eyes rolled white, and his hands weakly stretched out to Alfred, who was tied to the cross, his fingers spasmed, making a subtle 'snap' sound.

"Well, just wait." Yue Jue tilted her head to look at Wenwen, whose body was trembling slightly, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let anyone touch a finger of you until I kill Fang Wen." ”

"Fang Wen is very strong." Yue Jue smiled and said: "The strong should be treated preferentially and in line with their status." ”

Yue's ugly voice, to Luo Wen at this time, is undoubtedly heavenly.

She looked at Alfred in the light, and finally couldn't withstand the series of blows and fainted.

Feng Yuan turned his head blankly, looked at Luo Wen's long body lying on the ground, and said vaguely: "It's a pity." ”

Yue Jue took a step forward and used her body to block Feng Yuan's gaze at Luo Wen.