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Ji Po emerged from under the table, dodged his captors, and ran sideways into the cell, looking distressed at his wounded master. Ji Po knew that the pain that Fan Chen was suffering at the moment was mainly from his chest, which made him in a state www.biquge.info of confusion and delirium, obviously a terrible demon, but at this moment he was slaughtered.

"No! There's no way to go on like this! I'm going to go back and move the rescuers!" thought of this, and it dawned on him that he had secretly avoided his captor and ran out of the cell while one of them was out.

Ji Po passed by the gate of the Glass Pavilion, unwilling to accept that this was his master's place, but it was occupied by the hateful vampire.

"How dare you frame my master! I can't fight you openly, can I not get you twice? If I can't get you, I won't be transparent!" Ji Po snorted and stepped through the door.

There was an accident in the glazed pavilion, there was no guest, the pavilion was quiet, and even the women inside were very quiet.

Keppel saw Art and felt through the transparent pocket, preferably something that would kill Art at once, but found nothing useful, because Dusty didn't need any weapons, and Keppel was remorseful.

Art suddenly stopped, and Keppel immediately covered his mouth.

"Keppel?"

Keppel shook his head vigorously and thought, "Don't find me, I haven't made a move yet!"

"Keppel, is that you?"

Ji Po shouted in his heart: It's not me, it's your uncle!

Art stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and Keppel was scared into a cold sweat, but fortunately he dodged in time and was not caught.

"Looks like I'm overthinking......" Art muttered to herself, continuing on her way.

Keppel followed all the way, racking his brains, all kinds of brain supplements, and all kinds of fantasy pictures that killed Art.

There was a loud "boom".

Keppel looked over at this time, and he actually followed Art to a strange place, and there was a place that Keppel felt unfamiliar in the Liuli Pavilion?

It turned out that Ji Po followed Art all the way to the underground of the Glazed Pavilion, a basement.

The stone door opened, only to feel the cold, Ji Po hurriedly covered his mouth that wanted to sneeze, Ji Po found such a secret, if it was discovered by Yate at this moment, then Ji Po is stealing chickens and rice, not to mention sneak attacks, small lives have to be cut off, with Yat's character, do not kill people and kill mouths, the sun hits the west and comes out.

Keppel followed Art all the way forward, Keppel's eyes widened, this basement was exactly the same as the glazed pavilion above!

Passing by the atrium, passing through the corridor, pushing open the door, this room is very familiar, Keppel is very impressed, because Fan Chen often comes, of course, referring to the upper room, not this basement.

"Fan Chen, he doesn't understand you, only I, Yate, understand you," Yate walked to the couch, sat on the collapse, stared at the girl on the bed affectionately, and then said, "He built a glass pavilion for you, but let so many idle people come and go freely, which tendon is wrong with him? How can he have such a strange thinking? And the 'palace' I built for you is the only one, only you can live, and only you deserve to live." ”

Keppel braved the cold to see who Art was talking to and who he was kissing.

Ji Po stared so hard that his two transparent eyes were about to fall out, and it was Mu Zhining lying on them! What a pair of dog men and women! Ji Po gritted his teeth in anger for his master, and he was so bold that he cheated under his nose! Yate is really not a good bird! This Mu Zhining is not a good thing, Ji Po has always disliked her, it turns out that there is a real reason!

Art had been whispering thick love words in Mu Zhining's ear, and Ji Po had been standing to the side and staring at them, if Ji Po's eyes could breathe fire, the two people on this bed would have been cremated a long time ago.

Yat's mouth kept talking, and Keppel wondered, why didn't he see Yat's mouth cramping, how could there be so much nonsense! Keppel stood for a long time, but he didn't leave, he watched them while thinking about how to get revenge on them. Ji Po was tired and wanted to sit on the stool, but it was okay not to sit, but as soon as he sat on his buttocks, he stuck to the stool, which was not a stool at all, but a piece of ice with a layer of lacquer, no wonder it was cold everywhere.

Keppel managed to pull his ass off the stool, his palms pressed against the table at an inopportune time, and the ice greedily sucked the temperature of Keppel's palms, sucking firmly. Keppel kept kissing his hands before he separated his hands from the ice cubes that pretended to be tables.

Keppel was tempted to ask Art what the hell he was doing here, but curiosity killed the cat, and Keppel held back.

Art kissed Mu Zhining's lips again, and Ji Po looked goosebumps all over his body.

Yate left, but Ji Po didn't move, he suddenly found a strange phenomenon, this Art talked for a long time, but this Mu Zhining didn't say a word, only cared about her own sleep, is she so sleepy?

Ji Po waited for Art to go away, and said to Mu Zhining: "My master loves you so much, how can you do such a hurtful thing! My master is now hanging by a thread, waiting for someone to save him, you are comfortable, cheating with your new love here? I'll just say, my master has not seen you since the accident, you have no conscience!" The reason why Keppel dares to say this about Mu Zhining is because Keppel knows that although Mu Zhining is a princess, she is a princess of the dead country, and she is a person, she has no other skills, she is inferior to Jibao, and Jibo is at least invisible.

Mu Zhining was still sleeping, ignoring Ji Po.

Ji Po paused, thought of a clever plan to indulge in lust, and said, "I'll give you a chance to reform for my master, as long as you take the opportunity to kill Art, I won't tell your master about your ugly things, how about it?"

Mu Zhining still did not answer Ji Po.

"You have something to say!" Ji Po pulled Mu Zhining's arm and tried to pull her up, but he immediately let go of his hand and fell to the ground, "You...... Why are you so cold?"

Mu Zhining, like the "stool" and "chair", was as cold as ice.

Keppel got up again, walked to the edge of the collapse, and reached out to touch Mu Zhining's face, the cold touch made Keppel shiver three times in a row.

"It's a dead man! Why are you dead? You weren't alive yesterday, how can you say that you are dead?"

"Ah...... Cut!" Ji Po finally sneezed happily, his nose was sour, and he was even more energetic, he looked at Mu Zhining, with a misty expression on his face, unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest.

"It's okay now, I can't play, the demon boy Yate has won, Xi Yao is dead, and he has been cursed for eternity; the master was framed and arrested by the people of the ten major families; even Mu Zhining is dead! Why is he still okay alone? This damn vampire! In this way, the bloody case in the East Hall, the murder of eight people in the private room, the real murderer is neither Xi Yao nor the master, but ...... Why would he do that?" Keppel opened the door in frustration, unable to figure it out, he suddenly felt that the air was a little unsmooth, and raised his eyelids to see Art standing in the doorway, Art!

Keppel was suddenly blindsided.

Keppel regretted it, he shouldn't have talked so much!

"Ji Po, it's you. Art spoke in a gloomy and cold tone.

Keppel held his breath.

"Do you want to keep pretending?"

Ji Po didn't dare to catch his breath and stepped back cautiously.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into, Ji Po, why are you so ignorant? I was merciful last night and let you live, how can you be as stupid as your master?"

Keppel watched Art approach step by step, he looked around, and with an idea, he climbed onto Mu Zhining's couch and lay down beside her, Ji Poel trembled, not because he was afraid, but because the couch was too cold! No wonder Mu Zhining was dead, still well preserved, frozen like this for 10,000 years, and still alive! Keppel prayed in his heart: Don't come, just treat me as air, don't come, just treat me as air......

"Ji Po, don't hide, it's useless. ”

Keppel watched Art get closer and closer, his heart racing, Keppel was the only hope, if he died, there would be no one to report it, no one to save Dust. Keppel closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look.

"Keppel?"

Keppel thought to himself: Am I stupid? If you call me, will I do it?

"Keppel?"

......

Keppel was about to have a heart attack, and was shouted by Art, as if with each shout, Keppel was getting closer to death.

"It's ridiculous that a transparent person would want to fight a purebred vampire!" Art said with a laugh, pacing up and down the room, around every corner, without touching Geepo.

"It's time for the cat-and-mouse game to end...... Teasing me, you'll only die worse!" Art suddenly turned around and walked towards the couch, "No wonder I can't catch you, so you're hiding here......"

Keppel shrank back, but Art didn't mean to stop at all, even though Keppel was transparent, it was still at his fingertips at the moment.

Art's hand struck at Keppel's head quickly, just a centimeter away, almost a fraction of a second, and Keppel scratched his arm.

Art grabbed Keppel's skull and carried it into the air, and if it weren't for the real touch, Art would have thought he was sick and went crazy at the air. Art squeezed tighter and tighter, Keppel pulled Art's hand, struggling and kicking his legs, Art was ready to pinch this head alive.

Keppel grabbed the back of Art's hand with his backhand, scratching out blood-colored finger marks.

"It's really an egg hitting a stone......" Before Art could finish speaking, he fell weakly.

Keppel gasped for breath and died of fright.

Ji Po slowed down for a moment, got up, stepped over Mu Zhining's body, jumped off the couch, stepped on Art, and said, "You scared me!

With a slight flick of Art's fingers, Keppel jumped off and ran out like a rocket.

"Damn!" Art got up, but before he could get out of the room, Keppel grew so large that he could barely catch it, because he couldn't see it.

Just half a minute ago, Keppel scratched the skin on his arm with his fingernails, and the nails were stained with the blood of the transparent man, and then scratched at Art, and at the same time as he scratched Art, the blood of the transparent man seeped into Art's wound and into the broken capillaries.

The blood of transparent people is very special, it has a good anesthetic effect, but the duration is very short, not everyone has it, only a few, for hundreds of years, transparent people have been killed, captive, all for this reason, extracting this rare blood, used to make drugs and develop weapons. And they voluntarily follow their masters, they are absolutely free slaves, and they also need the protection of their masters. Now that Keppel has revealed his rare identity, and his master can't protect him, he is more than lucky.