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When the daylight is gone, night falls, and the night sky is covered with thin layers of clouds, piled up into a thick protective wall, obscuring the bright stars, the faint moonlight, and the North Star, which cannot find the way. The face of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info looking up at the sky, the endless silence, the gloomy gaze, is the catharsis of darkness.

In the jungle, black figures flashed quickly, the wind raised, accompanied by the sand, rolled up the fallen leaves, a short but gorgeous dance, swirling in the dark, flying posture, exuding the sadness of self-appreciation.

It will be a sleepless night, and the bamboo shadow will open the curtain of blood-stained darkness, exposing the bloodthirsty fangs between heaven and earth.

Chasing, hunting, the cold night wind, the swaying shade, the swift figures, the blood, the killing, the death, there is no terrible wail, there is a belligerent atmosphere that enjoys the blood, and Ling Ran dies as he deserves. Countless corpses that had fallen in pools of blood and were left far behind.

The roar of bared teeth, the cold eyes of the tiger, the perseverance of the death, who is challenging whose patience, who is guarding whose faith. The person being chased has a pair of trembling purple-gold eyes, the ancestor who overrides the vampire world, and his body is filled with a murderous aura stained with blood. The beasts, who have long since lost their humanity, fight mechanically, have nothing to do with heroism, are madly obsessed, gambling on the killing of life and death, crushing all their lives to bite and tear off a piece of flesh, otherwise they will never give up.

These seemingly inferior hybrid vampires are no less effective in combat, they are fierce, more violent than tigers and jackals, and they seem to have long forgotten that they are still alive.

The progenitor, who was alone and alone, was pounced on by countless hybrid vampires, torn apart one batch, and pounced on another, with no beginning and no end, entangled, and those ferocious fangs that were difficult to get rid of, like a downpour.

In the bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves flutter, blowing the march of death.

"Poor ancestor, it's really unfortunate that you're alone!" A young man soaked in blood, with a noble posture that could not be ignored, but in his purple-gold eyes was cold and ruthless, but with a hint of contemptuous banter, this person was Ya Chi.

Ya Chi was seriously injured in the battle, but he still looked like a king, and he was not afraid at all, yes, he didn't need to be afraid, he was surrounded by countless hybrid vampires, a group of tools that had lost their humanity and only knew bloodthirsty, and they had died a lot, countless, and it was not a pity to die. But there were also many bites on the other side, making the other party bleed non-stop, and there was no time to heal, and new wounds were opened.

"Hmph, the species of the Yabelna family is a despicable, unscrupulous inferior species!" The lone ancestor vampire is named Yatzchu, the husband of Yabisi Town, who was left alone because of a trick, and was seriously injured by the tools of the Nirvana people on the way, plus this difficult and crazy bloodthirsty tool, he finally fell behind.

Nirvana people are the general name of vampire hunters, Ya Chi sincerely invited Nirvana people to participate in the wedding banquet, knowing that the Xilan Hall is a vampire, many Nirvana people still go to the Xilan Palace. It's all because Ya Chi released the whereabouts of the ancestor vampire, obviously one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, for the Nirvana people, that day there will be a harvest, whether it is the ancestor vampire or the Aberna purebred vampire, either side is injured or killed, it is a great good thing, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, no one will let go.

Ablaze devised a plan to turn the wedding guests into hybrid vampires, spreading at an unprecedented speed and scale to increase his power. And the addition of the Nirvana people is indeed an unexpected harvest of Yachi, and it is also a force that is determined to be obtained. Turning a vampire hunter into a hybrid vampire and thus his own bloodthirsty tool is something that only Ablaze can do, and his parents did not choose the wrong one, he was born a king, with a clear and sharp ruling mind.

"Soldier, treacherous," Ya Chi said with a smile, moving to Yat Tzu Chung, "If you become a king or lose a king, don't say who is inferior to whom, it's not the same as keeping the blood of the ancestors, and as for who will have the blood on his body for a longer time, it's hard to say." ”

"Phew, the seed of the Yabelna family, dare to mention the ancestors, don't you feel ashamed?"

"The Yabelna family has been inherited for at least twenty-one generations, ruling the entire vampire world, how can it be said that it is also carried forward for the ancestors, and what about you Yabisi Town? The first generation is lying in the coffin, and when you wake up, won't you feel the vicissitudes of life in the world? The whole era has changed, the old antique, it's not very good to lie in the coffin, you have to come out to brush up on the sense of existence, and finally end up with a complete death, so urgent!"

Perhaps thousands of years ago, when Aberna was born, the current situation was already predestined for the present situation, and Aberna was more suitable to be a ruler than the town of Abbisi. No matter which dynasty, which race, or even which world, in the struggle for inheritance, no one is more righteous than whom, who is more upright than whom, and no one is darker than whom, only the king or the loser, and the descendants will not investigate the cause, but only follow the inevitable result.

"Hmph, if I die today, you won't be better, the injuries on your body are enough for you to consume until the moment of death. Yatshuang looked at Azami's shoulder, the crack he had bitten. Purebred vampires' fangs are poisonous, and the fangs of the Ancestral Vampire are the most poisonous of all, causing the vampire to lose its ability to heal itself, and before the sub-blaze heals, the wound will fester, even corroding to the heart.

"By your good words, let me die after you, even until your wife and daughter die together, and then I will die." Glancing at his bloody shoulders and chest, the wound did take up a large area, and the wound was painful.

When Yat Tschu heard his wife and daughter, he was immediately annoyed and shouted, "Despicable and shameless!"

Yachi sneered, if the person standing here is a member of the Yabisi Town, and the person who is captured is Yayanyan, Yahui, or even Yachi himself, the people of the Yabisi Town family will take it for granted, and they will not show any mercy when they attack, who is despicable, the person who was captured does not count.

"If you think like that and you feel at rest, then you think so. As he spoke, he rushed towards Yatz, only to hear a "click", and Azami's fangs dug into Yatz's neck, greedily sucking the blood. Yat Z opened those purple-gold eyes, and a line of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, inexplicably sad, gushing out of his heart, he couldn't resist. There is something mysterious in the underworld that is desperately suppressing the power in his body, what could it be, that can compete with the power of the Ancestral Vampire?

The sub-blazing fangs pierced into the veins of the ancestor vampire, splashing out a drop of blood, and the blood fell on the bamboo leaves, sliding all the way down the veins on the bamboo leaves, gathering in the branches, and suddenly a few white flocculents grew out of the branches, and a little blood red on the top, like the red lips of a charming woman, sexy and hot, exuding a fragrance with the smell of blood.

At the same time, all the bamboo forests bloom with white filaments, and the blossoming of bamboo is a rare phenomenon in the world. There is an ancient rumor that the blooming of bamboo flowers is a bad omen.

Ya Chi Song spoke, too lazy to wipe his bloody mouth, got up and watched coldly as Yat fell to the ground, "snapped", and fell to the ground forever, it was death, not sleep.

"Your Highness, what should we do with this corpse?"

"Make the most of it, of course. "Ya Chi blocked his life, and it took a lot of effort to catch the ancestor vampire, even if he died, he should use up the last bit of value to not waste the life that Fei Ya Chi was about to lose.

A strong and strong wind rolled up on the ground, and the figures in the bamboo forest suddenly disappeared. Shortly after the vampires left, the patches of bamboo withered and died. If it is short-lived, no matter how fantastic and wonderful the scene is, it will eventually be destroyed overnight.

Returning to the Xilan Temple, he leaned back weakly on the chaise longue, already visibly feeling unwell, and his chest swelled with waves of nausea and discomfort, and he leaned down and vomited mouthfuls of thick blood, staining the snow-white floor tiles a dark red.

"Your Highness!" the servant of Ablaze was shocked when he saw this.

"Filthy blood. Yachi laughed, wiped the corners of his mouth, and stared at the blackened and dark blood on the ground with disgust, but he was not surprised, as if he had expected such an outcome when he began to hunt down Yatshuan.

"Your Highness, does it matter, do you need ......?"

Before the servant could finish his words, he began to vomit blood one after another, and his face turned pale, as if he was about to vomit out his heart.

Yayanyan smelled the strange and strong smell of blood, came to the hall, and saw the scene of Ya Chi vomiting blood, she was also surprised, and asked, "Whose blood did you suck?"

Exhausted, he lay down with his head up, looked at the dazzling chandelier, and with an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth, he took the handkerchief from the servant's hand, wiped the dirty blood remaining on his mouth, and said, "Yatshuan, the ancestor vampire. ”

Yayanyan was taken aback by Yachi's words, "Yachi, are you crazy?!"

"Crazy? Hehe, maybe. ”

"You're not only crazy, you're killing yourself! The Yaberna family is going to be destroyed in your hands!" Ayana scolded.

"My esteemed Royal Highness, if the Yabelna family is ruined, isn't it because you, the queen, have not ruled well?

"Yachi, you ask knowingly!"

Since Yayanyan married Yachi, Yachi is no longer a simple Eighth Highness, let alone the prince that Yayanyan was canonized at the beginning, he is the husband of the twenty-first queen of Yabelna, and the vampires have already decided that he is the real ruler of the vampire world, in fact, the power is all in the hands of Yachi.

This kind of thing is not unusual, and it is also something that Ayanyan understands and accepts. Ablaze and Dusty are very different, as they are very different from each other, because their identities and bloodlines are very different, and the vampires will never approve of Dust, but they can accept Blaze as it comes. No one would think that Ablaze had taken away Ayanyan's rights, and the vampires were more than happy to accept this reality. The queen is a noble status, a glorious title, and the object of protection by everyone, so people prefer her to stay away from battles and slaughter, and it is her husband who really does things and is in power, and the real king of the vampire world.