Chapter 33 The Usage of Blood Manipulation (Subscription Requested)

Cliffs and rocks are craggy, and there are bare rock piles as far as the eye can see. It's lifeless and beautiful, but it's also a great location to hide.

In one day, Putra was very close to Longxi City, and Gu Xuan had already rushed to this rocky area. Following Putra's map, I came to the so-called mausoleum.

There are cliffs on both sides, and when you look down, you can see the darkness and depth, as if you will be doomed if you accidentally fall. The mausoleum is just below here, connected by a series of dug caves, inhabited by the watchmen who have been raised for generations. The leader inside is called "Naga", and his secret art is different from the dangerous kind of ability under his hands, but the secret art of the super dangerous kind!

As for the specific abilities of this super dangerous species, there is no way to know. Gu Xuan came here early to get a map of the mausoleum, so he kept an eye on the appearance of the patrol officers.

The sun was shining brightly, and it was noon. At this time, the patrol officers who have finished eating come out to patrol, and their vigilance is also the worst when they are full. Gu Xuan cautiously hid under a towering rock on the edge of the cliff to observe the situation below.

After a while, two people walked out. I don't know if it's because of the environment, both of them only wore a pair of black linen shorts, and their upper bodies were exposed, revealing their bronzed skin. It is worth mentioning that the skulls of both are hanging from the trouser legs, and there is only one of them.

One, it means that these two personnel should be inspectors, and the strength is the weakest, so they are naturally reduced to doing this kind of work.

The two walked to the cliff on the other side, and then walked back again. It seems that the range of their patrol is not far, only near the surrounding cliffs. Gradually, the two of them came to the cliff where Gu Xuan was from the other cliff.

Gu Xuan immediately adjusted his position vigilantly, making sure that he was in the blind spot of their vision. At the same time, it manipulates the blood, turning itself into a cold-blooded state for a short time. Although he had not received professional training or training, he was able to achieve the ability to lower his breath in no way worse than that of an assassin.

The two patrol officers didn't notice Gu Xuan's location at all, and came to the edge of the cliff to look around.

"Ahh Finally, I can go back after patrolling. One of the burly men let out a loud shout, and there was an echo.

"Okay, Rasha, it's your noisy shouting that you haven't been able to get the attention of the "long" adult. The companion named Rathew pouted in displeasure.

"Well, next time I'll try to restrain myself. Compared to this, I haven't had a small hand since the morning, you go to the bottom of the cliff and wait, and I'll come right over. With that, Rassiu ran to the edge of the cliff and began to unbelt his trousers.

"Shh Rasiu's companion was disgusted, it seemed that the relationship between the two was not good, and he turned around and walked down the cliff directly.

Golden opportunity!! And Gu Xuan, who was crouching on the side and the rock was low, never expected to wait for an opportunity so easily.

Laxiu unbuttoned his trouser belt, took out his things, and whispered like he was enjoying the rain while sprinkling rain below: "It's really liberating, it's so comfortable......"

However, when he was halfway through his pee, he felt a huge force in his neck. Immediately unconscious, he fainted, and all the urine was brushed back.

Gu Xuan shook his head helplessly, although he didn't know if there would be any problems with the lower body of this patrolman named Laxiu, but he couldn't care about the urgency of time.

"Blood manipulation!"

He took out the prepared injection, the deliberately prepared syringe, which was stored with the blood in Gu Xuan's body. Find the position of the heel of the thigh, where a small needle punctures the skin, which should be difficult to detect.

The blood from the syringe flowed into Rasiu's body as the injection was pierced, and then began to destroy the blood and consciousness that had taken possession of him.

Gu Xuan's blood's ability to control the mutation of this flesh system was fused along with the reason for the vampire supreme physique of the Fourth True Ancestor. If you still mix your own blood with the blood of the other party, you can use your blood to manipulate them, that is, the puppet.

Of course, unlike the Blood Minions, the Blood Minions needed to be injected into Gu Xuan's Blood Curse to transform the other party into a vampire physique. Blood manipulation is only temporary.

Then, Gu Xuan took out the prepared sleeping agent again. This potion is worth 20 gold coins, although the black merchant who sold it looked at Gu Xuan's eyes, and thought that he was going to buy this to do this to a certain woman.

In short, injecting the patrolman named Rasiu with a sleeping agent would ensure that he was asleep for at least eight hours.

Gu Xuan groped around his body again, and finally found the specific map of the mausoleum from that skull. Gu Xuan didn't plan to take it away, but immediately took out the tools he was carrying and copied and drew them.

If the map is taken, the presence of intruders will be exposed. Gu Xuan planned to let the people of the empire act as invaders, and after the two fought, he would enter the mausoleum as a yellow bird to find the relics.

It took only about three minutes to do it all quickly. Then, Gu Xuan continued to hide his figure, but Laxiu "woke up".

Under Gu Xuan's manipulation, the own blood injected into his body, due to the sleep of his consciousness, has already controlled the control of Laxiu's body. After forcibly opening his eyes slightly, his expression changed to a tired look, and manipulated him to walk to the bottom of the cliff to join his companions.

"Rasha, you really made me wait." Rasthew's companion sneered at him, but he did not get Rasiu's rebuttal, and set off for the mausoleum in a careless and boring manner.

You must know that although he knew the map of the mausoleum, Gu Xuan didn't dare to explore it like this. As a huge mausoleum, how could there be no trap mechanism?

And these traps will definitely not be marked on the map, otherwise the enemy will get a map, and the mausoleum will become a slaughterhouse for people to slaughter, right? Therefore, all the locations of Gu Xuan's conjecture traps were dictated by generations of people.

Therefore, Gu Xuan's purpose was to follow behind Laxiu's companions, probing all the way to ensure a safe route, and while roughly observing the surrounding scenes, he could determine if there was a place to provide concealment when he entered the mausoleum.

"Rashau, you're back!"

"Why do you look sluggish?"

"Could it be that he was rejected by Cathew?"

"Haha, it's possible."

Along the way, there were many people who greeted Rahew and his companions. It should be the reason why I have been staying in the mausoleum since birth, and they are very familiar with each other. This made Gu Xuan worry for a while, after all, blood manipulation couldn't make the ** longitudinator speak normally.

But fortunately, those who greeted him mistakenly thought that the brain had made up for Rasi's situation. The very "empathetic" didn't care why Laxiu had been languishing and expressionless, and they all thought he was sad because he was rejected by a woman.

In this way, Gu Xuan made a note of the location where Laxiu walked all the way, and waited for Laxiu to follow his companion to the place where he was sleeping. The blood manipulation ended, and Rasiu lay on the bed with a dead eye as if he was tired.

And his companion didn't care about this scene, and they didn't have a good relationship in the first place. By the end of the night, Rasiu had come to his senses, and after hearing a few taunts from his companions, he thought he was just too tired to fall asleep.

No one knew the map of the mausoleum or the path without traps.