157 Night of the Bloody War, Trap
I pondered intently, but didn't answer Dracula's question.
Strictly speaking, now is not the time to think about that, I just want everyone to live.
"Old Cliff is also here, isn't it time to settle your grudge with him? I don't mind sitting on a mountain and watching the tiger fight. "I looked at Dracula and thought to myself, "What is this all about?
Stories of retainers rebelling are not uncommon, and cruel tyrants are not the first, but I always feel that this history is full of strangeness.
Of course, in the end, Dracula was betrayed by the Van Helsing clan and became an old immortal monster, and after becoming a monster, Dracula devastatedly launched a revenge.
That's why Dracula hates humans and thinks they're full of betrayal.
And old Cliff has seen his relatives endure cruel capital punishment since his ancestors, and this wordless hatred has been passed down from generation to generation, and finally it has become a kind of hatred that has been passed down from generation to generation.
I'm afraid it also includes countless cannon fodder and sacrifices.
I don't want my friends to get hurt, including the demons, including the Zhan brothers, including Lianxin...... This little girl isn't here tonight.
"Demon spirit, what about the heart-to-heart person?"
The Zhan family brothers were riding on the griffins and galloping happily, Zhan Yi jumped off the ground, "She is in the casino, after you left, there were a large number of corpses attacking, and her injuries were also very serious, Lotus Buddha Chu kept her by his side, and asked her to wait for Miss Mu to come back by the way." β
After finishing speaking, Zhan Yi looked at Dracula intently, "Isn't you the only one who can drive the corpses?" β
Dracula looked at Zhan with a proud expression and smiled, but did not answer.
The vampires are arrogant in their bones, as can be seen from Dracula.
He clearly didn't like the explanation.
Growing up so big, I have only seen an arrogant and unexplainable person in it, that is the Eastern Evil Yellow Pharmacist, because he doesn't like to explain, and his daughter Huang Rong and Guo Jing almost broke up completely, but fortunately, Feng Loop later proved his innocence.
But the reality is not, many things are not explained more painfully than sitting on solid charges.
I hurriedly spoke, "As far as I know, this may not be the case, and the Blood Guard should be able to give orders on his behalf. It's like a minister holding a gold medal and an arrow can mobilize the Imperial Forest Army. You should be polite when you talk to the old gentleman, we are 600 years younger. We must respect the old and love the young, respect the old and love the young, and a fraction of the age of others have caught up with the harmony of the two of us. β
I don't know if it's a delusion, but when I say this, it seems that Dracula's face tightens.
"Big brother, you fell for someone else's trick hundreds of years ago. You're not going to be put on a show after you, are you? Can't we live together peacefully, settle peacefully, and end tonight's war peacefully, just like civilized people? β
Dracula said flatly, "No. β
Seeing that you can be an old man, I couldn't hold back my temper, and I lost a sentence, "You really don't want to hang yourself." β
Who knew that he couldn't hear the emotion, so he naturally raised his head and replied, "That's natural, have you ever seen the people in our family bow their heads?" β
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What a reasonable old man, I was speechless.
"Pippi Shrimp, let's go! No, it's a demon spirit......"
I pulled the demon spirit and Zhan Yi at them, pretending to leave.
In fact, I concluded that he was not the instigator of the conspiracy this time, but this old man is really arrogant and bad, and if he talks about it like this, he will only get negative points.
I don't know which one killed a thousand knives and let the lost group come out after him, and dared to let this big boss take the blame.
"At least you take your clan members with the principle of right and wrong now, and then let us deal with all the disputes as hunters, right?" I felt like the director of the neighborhood committee or something, specializing in managing the bad relations of the neighborhood.
But this kind of bad relationship for hundreds of years is obviously not so easy to reconcile.
"Let us put an end to your sins." While there was a stalemate, an old voice came from outside the door, it was old Cliff who had come running with a huge group of people to smash the field.
I feel a little bit of a pain in my heart.
Dracula raised his head, "Humph! A minion who turned his back on the old master would dare to be so arrogant?! Do you want to end me too? Do you lowly human beings have that qualification? β
I felt a pang of anxiety in my heart.
Dracula's charisma as a leader is very high for those vampires, he doesn't speak, the others refuse to retreat, and it is a futile sacrifice to turn back.
"Can you stop arguing? Really, as a young man who has only lived for more than 20 years, don't you feel embarrassed to see a few of you who have a total of 700-year-old old people and old monsters, arguing like this for the misunderstanding of the year, and also taking a lot of flowers in the future of our motherland? β
"It's okay if you don't want to take a stand, and now you're still here to make nonsense and demagoguery? I'm disappointed in you, I thought you'd be a very reliable force among us. Now it seems that I overestimated you, some people have been in the pigsty for a long time and will always be pigs. No matter how maverick he is, he is still a pig. "Dracula suddenly started the taunt skill again, and I was speechless for this onslaught.
I know that the misunderstanding back then was probably deeper than I imagined, after all, on the one hand, there was the hatred of extermination, and on the other hand, there was the hatred of death, but how deep is the scheming of the black hand hidden behind the scenes, so that the two sides are not even willing to calm down and resolve each other's hatred?
The silver arrows of the mahogany poles burst through the window and shot into Dracula's heart.
Many were blocked by Dracula's agile reaction, but the attacks from all directions were not so easy to dodge after all, so there were about a dozen of them inserted into his body.
Scarlet blood stained the mahogany and dripped to the ground, and I heard his flesh make a sound like boiling water, and the molten silver liquid flowed onto the ground, mixing with the blood.
I stood in front of Dracula, "Although this man is an old stubborn, he is not a bad person, I don't think we should rush to fight, right?" β
The demon spirit actually unified with my front at this time.
He stood behind Dracula, "Rotten peach blossom, you have to invite me to a big dinner after that, I am still doing such a hard job with you before my serious illness is cured, it is too much of a loss." β
Dracula was slightly moved, "I thought that human beings would only become more disappointing with the times, but it doesn't seem to be the case. Insteadβ"
He straightened up and looked up at Old Cliff and them, "You've gone to great lengths to do everything," said Dracula, with a sarcastic smile on his elegant face, "and it's like it was hundreds of years ago." You traitors have brought the old picture back to life, but this time, I will be immortal. β
Before he could finish speaking, he turned into a black shadow, and the cold wind suddenly rose, and he turned into hundreds of crows, flapping his wings, and flew in all directions.
With the terrible screams, several people were even snatched out of their eyes, or scratched and bloodied.
That's right, these crows are the embodiment of Dracula.