The Kingdom of St. Jones, as a member of the Seven Kingdoms of Europe, is the only **** country, but unlike the low level of productivity and technology in the past, which led to the people's dependence on faith, making the church have a deep prestige among the people and suppressing the royal power, although the prestige of the church of the Kingdom of St. Jones is still very large, it is definitely not as good as the prestige of the law and the king.

At this time, in the Lambert Manor of the Kingdom of St. John, an all-black car slowly stopped in front of the gate of the mansion inside the manor.

The car door opened, and an old man with a slightly swollen body, supported by the housekeeper of Lambert Manor and his personal maid, slowly stepped out of the car, his face full of old age spots showed a trace of nostalgia and reluctance, and then his gray eyes slowly looked at the children and younger generations who stood in front of the gate of the mansion, and the old man nodded slowly to them, and walked towards the mansion.

At this time, the middle-aged man standing in front of the younger generations of his children stepped forward, supported the old man, and said with a little flattery: "Father, why did you come back from the hospital, your body needs to recuperate." ”

"I don't want to die in a hospital like that, if I want to die, I have to die in this home I built single-handedly, I don't want to take care of the company anymore, and I don't have the energy to manage it, no matter what you make the company look like, it's your own decision, it's just that this family is mine before I die, and no one wants to take him away!"

Listening to his father's words, the middle-aged man's eyes were dark, but he grinned and whispered to the old man: "Father, what are you talking about, your health is still very good, how can there be a problem, besides, whether it is a company or a family, it is your father, and no one can take it away." ”

"Hehehe, I hope so, I hope so...... Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

After coughing for a while, the old man came to his senses, he slowly walked into the elevator step by step, took the elevator to the fifth floor of the mansion, and under the service of the old butler who had followed him for many years and the personal maid who was already in his fifties, he walked to the sofa in the room and sat down against the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I'm finally leaving this world, and my life is not in vain, not in vain. ”

As soon as the old man's muttering voice fell, three black shadows suddenly reflected on the window, and the black shadow in the center looked at the old man and said to him: "It's not a vain life, but are you willing to bury the industry you have fought for all your life like this? Or do you really have no nostalgia for this world?"

Slowly raising his head, the old man looked at the three black shadows on the window, without the slightest fear, but said lightly: "How can there be no nostalgia, it's just that I don't have time, I can even feel that I am only one step away from death, and there is not much time left, as for my property, it is no longer up to me to say whether it will be buried or not."

As for you, I don't care who you came from, your purpose is to make me change my will, or kill me directly so that my sons and daughters can divide my property, in short, I am only one step away from death, I will not be afraid of anything, and naturally I will not be threatened by you. ”

Hearing this, the three shadows in the window slowly walked out of the window, revealing the true faces of the three of them, it was Silaya, Sen, and Mon Khan.

Looking at the old man, Silaya didn't talk nonsense, but just said to him: "Now there is a chance, you can continue to live, and even your health will get better and better."

You can eat a lot of things you like, drink your favorite wine, and even spend a good night with a lot of beautiful women, and it looks like you haven't changed, but your body will look like a strong middle age.

In the end, you will gain great power, and your price will be to become my descendant, to be a slave of my master, but only a slave of my master!

How do you choose?"

Listening to Siraiya's words, the old man's cloudy eyes slowly widened, he stared at Siraiya deadly, breathing rapidly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is what you said true?

"That's right, that's all you pay for, just know that if you decide to close the deal, there's no going back on it. ”

"Wouldn't it be more convenient to forcibly enslave me with your strength?"

"My master told me that if you don't want to, then don't make a move on you, and go to someone else, this is the respect that my master has for you, a rare genius businessman, an old man who has developed such an aviation empire from scratch. ”

Hearing this, the old man slowly showed a smile, and said to Silaia: "I promised, even if you are a demon and want my soul, I also agreed, for me, as long as I can become a slave of a person, I will continue to live, continue to complete my unfulfilled dream, the price I need to pay for this transaction is really too cheap, I have no reason not to agree." ”

Silaya looked at the old man, and suddenly she felt that she was afraid that she was going to have a very qualified descendant, a qualified blood clan that really met the requirements of the Zhuo Fan family!

Without any further hesitation, a pair of black bat wings stretched out from Siraia's back, and then her body trembled slightly, her face gradually turned pale, and after about three or four breaths, Siraya opened her mouth and spat out two drops of blood with a trace of purple light, suspended in her palm.

Siraia, who spit out these two drops of purple blood, has significantly reduced her strength by more than half, and she looks extremely tired, as she said before, Siraia, who spit out those two drops of purple blood, has already damaged the source.

"Now, drink these two drops of blood and you can get everything you want!"

As she spoke, Silaya slowly handed the blood in her hand to the old man's mouth, looking at the blood in her mouth, the old man did not hesitate, and swallowed two drops of blood in one gulp.

When the blood just entered his mouth, it immediately poured into the old man's body along his throat, and the skin on the surface of the old man's body gradually became red, and there were blood streaks that spread rapidly from his abdomen, covering the old man's whole body in the blink of an eye, making the old man snort and fall to the ground and tremble continuously.