Chapter 112: The Fourth Version of the Great War

Ai Jiafeng also knows about vampires, this is the instinct of all species, the more scared the creatures, the more they will understand their origins, and soon after leaving the room, there is a spiral staircase up the room.

He continued, "Vampires study other species so that they can gain great power, and they can get closer to you humans and use human cultivation methods.

The cruel race also includes you humans, but ordinary humans are of little use to them, and powerful ones can't defeat them. Helplessly, they focused on the race closest to them, which was our wolf clan, hehe! How could they think that fish and bear paws were incompatible!

The most ridiculous thing is that they did not study a way to evolve them, but instead studied a way to evolve ordinary humans, which is to transform people!

These people are so hateful, they experiment with my people, and then collude with humans to do what to transform people. ”

"How did the transformation of people come about?" Murong Yanyu said in surprise.

Ai Jiafeng's eyes flashed with hatred, "What's more, even the big war was provoked by these guys." ”

He Yanxin said, yes! This is the fourth version of the Great War, the world's popular version is the martial artist, the old version is the ability to fight, Jifeng heard that the Taoist version is the Taoist sorcerer, and the werewolf version is the vampire scare the world, including the sorcerer. There is one thing in common in these four versions, that is, they are all scolding sorcerers, and this sorcerer is really hated!

I really don't know what kind of statement will appear, the real situation of the war is becoming more and more blurred.

Ji Feng heard that the war was provoked by vampires, and he immediately became interested, "The big war I know is not like this!"

"What is that like?" asked Murong Yanyu.

"We are Taoists and say that the Great War is a Taoist fighter!" Ji Feng said.

Murong Yanyu was surprised: "Isn't it a big battle caused by the battle between martial artists and sorcerers?"

Ji Feng glanced at Murong Yanyu and said, "How is it possible, martial artists are so weak, can they beat a sorcerer?"

"Oh yes!"

Ai Jiafeng interjected: "Anyway, there is definitely something about those bat spirits in it." ”

After speaking, he added, "This is our people, and it is passed on by word of mouth, and there will be no mistake." But the Bat Spirit is a pretty good name. ”

"That's impossible, how capable the flying rats are, it's too late for them to hide. "Jifeng is very good at raising the bar!

He Yan thought of one thing and asked, "You told me that you are also of Chinese descent, is it possible that werewolves are the race of Great Xia?"

"That's right, you know the favorite totem of the human beings who live in the Great Xia Grassland, and there are many of my people among those people. Ai Jiafeng replied.

He Yan nodded, "Oh! No wonder the people of the grassland revere wolves so much, it turns out that there is this reason." ”

Ji Feng suddenly interjected: "Wait, I have a question, you are in Great Xia, why don't we know that there is a werewolf race?"

Ai Jiafeng laughed miserably, "It's not because of the big war, the race is lonely! There are very few wolf people left, almost all the high-level werewolves have died in battle, and some of the people are scattered all over the world, even I grew up in the United Kingdom, and I took refuge when I returned to China." ”

At this point, he looked sad.

He Yan remembered his self-familiar appearance on the shuttle, probably knowing that he would encounter an accident this time, and wanted to find someone who was also Daxia to talk to, but He Yan was "incomprehensible".

"Then why do you all speak Chinese? This is England, don't you speak English?"

It was Murong Yanyu who spoke, he had lived in Great Xia since he was a child, and although he was half of British ancestry, he had never been to England and was very curious about vampires who could speak Chinese.

"Of course, it is to speak Chinese, Chinese is the universal language of the world, speaking Chinese is the trend in the UK, even people who don't know Chinese here, they have to add one or two Chinese characters when speaking, so that they can appear literate. And vampires have a long life, some have time, and learning Chinese is also a symbol of their nobility. ”

I didn't expect that in this world, the Chinese language was really taken seriously, He Yan also felt proud in his heart, only here people understand the charm of the Chinese language, we have summarized the Chinese language for five thousand years, how is it a language that is pieced together with only a few letters, which can be compared.

A few people were talking, the spiral staircase came to an end, this spiral staircase is not ordinarily long, He Yan roughly estimated, it has been up to a height of no less than ten meters, is the first floor of the ancient castle so high?

This is by no means He Yan and the others jumped down the floor, through the doorway, you can see that there is a long corridor outside, and several people stopped talking and slowly walked towards the corridor.

This corridor does not have any doors or windows, and there is a light in the corridor every other section, and the light is dim and you can only see the road not far away.

The light was so illuminated that there was a short stretch between the two adjacent lights that was completely invisible.

Such a corridor reminds He Yan of the passage of the ancient tomb mentioned in the novel, as well as the castle full of traps in the game.

Thinking of this, he stopped and reminded: "Everyone pay attention, be careful of the mechanism here!"

As soon as He Yan's words fell, he heard a "click", and everyone was in a bad mood, they didn't know who stepped on the mechanism, and several people didn't dare to breathe, and they didn't dare to move, and they were engrossed in the changes around them.

Ai Jiafeng, who was suddenly at the end, shouted "run" and ran forward first.

The other three looked back, and the doorway behind them was long gone, replaced by a wall full of thorns, slowly squeezing towards them.

Through the dim light on the wall, He Yan could faintly see the nails on the wall, glowing with a faint blue light, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it must have been poisoned.

Several people began to run lifelessly, about a cup of tea, and finally able to see the door at the end, Ai Jiafeng, who arrived in advance, was looking at the door in a desperate daze.

The other three ran closer, only to find out that the reason for his daze, the door was made of steel, and there was no handle keyhole or anything on it, and the door did not move after a few pushes.

Fortunately, there was a light on the side of the door, and He Yan began to grope on the wall around the door.

Several people had the opportunity to search all the wall tiles on the nearby wall but found nothing, and the wall behind them was less than ten meters away from them, except for He Yan, the rest of the people were depressed.

In this way, the door without any handle must be opened by a door or a wall mechanism.

Yes, on the door! He Yan glanced at the cast-iron door. The pattern on the door is very simple, except for a seven-pointed star in the center, and nothing else.