Ma Benzhai looked at Zhou Jiaojiao's remaining half bowl of noodles, and when she frowned slightly, Zhou Jiaojiao had already grabbed the chopsticks again and ate them.

Ma Benzhai suddenly frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the ring on Zhou Jiaojiao's finger. Naturally, he had never seen this ring, but he felt that the purple gem on the ring was impressive, but then Ma Benzhai didn't bother to think about it, what he missed most now was his daughter, without his daughter, his world became no fun at all, and he had nothing to care about.

When Zheng Xian said goodbye to Ma Benzhai, he also persuaded Ma Benzhai not to leave, and to go to Mecca so far away to ask Allah for help to find his daughter in China, which seemed to Zheng Xian to be a rather nonsense thing, but after Zheng Xian said it, when he saw Ma Benzhai's absent-minded expression, he knew that he could not convince Ma Benzhai.

Zheng Xian had no choice but to leave, there are countless truths in this world, you have your reason, I also have my reason, it is difficult to convince my truth with your reason, and the same reason with my reason can't convince your reason, so Zheng Xian clicked to stop, Ma Benzhai couldn't listen to it, he said that no matter how much it was, it was useless.

Everyone has their own way, people have free will, and they choose their own path, just like when Xia Qing insisted on death, Zheng Xian did not block it too much, that is the path that Xia Qing wants to take, and no one has the right to deprive it.

Just as Ma Benzhai insisted on seeking the refuge of Allah at this time, Zheng first fulfilled his duty to remind, and the rest was up to them.

Zheng Xian pulled Zhou Jiaojiao and Ma Benzhai to say goodbye, at this time, Zheng Xian felt that Ma Benzhai seemed to be a little older, and rejected Ma Benzhai's kindness to give away the store, Zheng Xian was also a little unbearable in his heart, but he didn't have a choice.

After Zheng Xian and Zhou Jiaojiao left, Ma Benzhai was surprised to find that many people came out from all around, these people looked plainclothes at first glance, with strong figures, and some people were even quite eccentric, these people were holding a kind of equipment like a loudspeaker, and they didn't know what to do.

These people basically ignored Ma Benzhai, chased Zheng Xian and hurriedly walked out.

Ma Benzhai was a little stunned, he thought that Zheng Xian was the son of a big official, or that Ma Benzhai was the daughter of a big official, and there were so many people secretly protecting him.

Thinking that his daughter seemed to be a little interesting to Zheng Xian at the beginning, Ma Benzhai's heart was like a knife, and after sighing, he walked back to the noodle restaurant.

Ma Benzhai washed the rag cleanly, wiped a table, a chair, and did not even let go of the gap of the table, at this time he remembered that these tables and chairs have been used for almost eight years, and his noodle restaurant has changed at least four or five sets of tables and chairs.

At this moment, a figure walked in, this figure was wrapped in a cloud of black, like a ghost, and a pair of extraordinarily deep eyes swept over Ma Benzhai.

"Are you ready?"

Ma Benzhai sighed and nodded, "Hediye, is there anything interesting about human life except to obey Allah and pay for sins?"

Hydiye frowned slightly, and did not answer Ma Benzhai's question, in fact, her Chinese language was not very good, and some did not understand Ma Benzhai's meaning.

......

In the dark and dirty underground waterway, two figures walked one foot deep and one foot shallow.

One of them kicked a metal object in the water over his neck, and it rolled out with a clang.

The two figures stopped slightly, and only then did they see that behind the two of them, there were dozens of figures that melted into the darkness. In the darkness, these figures have a pair of dark green eyes like fireflies, and they look particularly scary in the silence.

It's a small procession, and it's a little narrow to walk through this sewer.

One of the two people walking in front of him reached out and grabbed it, and the kicked metal flew into the man's hand.

It turned out to be a waterproof flashlight, and with a slight flick, a beam of light instantly tore through the dark world.

Pale faces appeared in the pitch-black waterway, led by Zhang Keer and Dracula.

The dozens of bloodlines that followed behind Dracula were obviously the lowest-level bloodlines that had just been developed, and the tooth marks on their necks were even clearly visible.

Dracula took advantage of the chaos in Kyoto and developed a lot of blood clans, and they couldn't hide on land, so they began to hide underground.

This section of the underground waterway was discovered by Dracula by stumbling through countless underground waterways, and although it was a little dirty, it was spacious enough for them to hide.

Dracula doesn't care about the dirty environment, as a blood clan, he has been expelled by the entire human society, and he has lived in any place and in all kinds of environments.

Especially after the Global Religious Joint Processing Committee invented that kind of deadly light bomb, these blood clans could only hide in a dark and dark place, carefully peeping into the light world, which also showed the importance of the serum he researched that could resist the sun.

Zhang Keer was surprised: "There used to be people living here. ”

Dracula's eyes swept over the pile of instruments in the corner, as well as boxes of various foods, and then looked at the many brand-new bullet holes in the surrounding walls, Degu stretched his hand and grabbed a mask to sniff it and said, "They have been gone for more than ten days, and it should be the day the purple gold gourd was born." Strange, what do these people do? And they were attacked......"

Zhang Ke'er said with some regret: "It seems that this place is not suitable for us to stay." ”

Dracula said disapprerovingly: "There is no better place than here, since the other party has fought here, it should not come back in a short time." ”

Zhang Keer has no objection to Dracula's judgment.

The more than forty blood clans all seemed to be mentally unsound, with a demented look on their faces, acting like zombies.

Although these more than forty are also blood clans, they are more like walking corpses, food, and living reserves, Dracula and Zhang Ke'er have all been hit hard, and they need to replenish their blood and nourish their strength at any time.

There are basically all the necessities of life here, Dracula picked up a table, and then took out a map from his bosom, this map is a construction drawing, on which is a square building, this building all the way down, all the way to dig out a small space.

It is obvious from the drawings that it is not exactly there, but it can be seen that the building is quite solid and the use of space is reasonable.

Dracula looked at the drawings intently, "If you want to enter the Supreme Pavilion to regain pure blood cells and serums, the only hope is to walk in through the underground waterway, but there must be a lot of perverted designs in the underground waterway to ensure safety, and now these designs should not be invalid." ”

Zhang Keer also frowned, she was not good at this kind of strategizing, so she listened attentively to Dracula's analysis.

"When I get the pure-blood cells back, I'm going to create a Bloodline paradise in this land, and turn everyone in Kyoto into a Bloodline. Dracula's eyes lit up with frenzy.

......

Zhou Jiaojiao yawned, hugged Zheng Xian's arm tightly, and showed a tired look.

It's already more than ten o'clock in the evening, Zhou Jiaojiao is a mortal, and she should be ready to rest at this time.

Zheng Xian wanted to send Zhou Jiaojiao to the space jewel, but Zhou Jiaojiao insisted on refusing, and finally Zheng Xian led Zhou Jiaojiao to a five-star hotel in Kyoto.

It is still the best room, the most exquisite food, in the gorgeous big bed, Zhou Jiaojiao fell asleep like a princess, Zheng Xian walked to the windowsill, this wide floor-to-ceiling window can be seen far away, from here, you can see that Kyoto has changed, that piece of no light in the place, is a place where life is buried, maybe there is a shadow of Ma Benzhen under a certain brick.

Zheng Xian shook his head to dispel the terrible picture.

Then Zheng Xian quietly put Zhou Jiaojiao into the space orb, and Zheng Xian pulled back the hidden scroll and disappeared into the room.

Then dozens of people almost broke into the door, each of them holding a variety of instruments in their hands, trying to catch Zheng Xian's figure and know where Zheng Xian was hiding.

As a result, none of these dozens of machines with different functions had any effect.

After chasing Zheng Xian, the man led by him couldn't help but knock heavily on the table, and ordered to search for Zheng Xian in a blanket within a radius of three kilometers, although he knew that it would be difficult to find Zheng Xian by doing so, but this was the only thing they could do now.

Zheng Xian sneaked all the way, and after walking out of more than a dozen streets, Zheng Xian reappeared in an alley.

Zheng first put away the scroll of retreat, and then looked up at the lighthouse-like TV tower in the distance.

According to Zhou Jiaojiao, at present, if they can find a way for Zhou Lan, they have to get through the owner of the revolving restaurant on the TV tower, a guy named Liting, of whom Zhou Lan is a fan.

Zheng Xian and Li Ting had met once, Zheng Xian was not impressed by this Li Ting, he only knew that he was very good in front of women. By the way, this guy also has a bad problem, he always wants to see his palmistry, Zheng Xian doesn't have a good impression of him, and even has the urge to step on his handsome cheeks with his feet

The appearance on Zheng Xian's face changed, as if there were silkworms swimming under his skin.

Zheng Xian used the Mixed Yuan Extreme Dao Divine Power to change his face, and it would last for ten minutes at most, but fortunately, Zheng Xian didn't need too long.

Zheng Xian changed his body into a man with prominent cheekbones and slightly buck teeth, and after changing his clothes, he swaggered out of the alley, and completely ignored the cameras above his head, Zheng Xian, who had changed his appearance.

Zheng Xian walked to the bottom of the TV tower in about six minutes, and then walked into the TV tower.

At this time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was time for the romantic diners on the top floor of the TV tower to open their rooms, and the staff had begun to leave work, so a group of couples walked out of the TV tower, and Zheng Xian walked all the way against the crowd.