The icy night wind not only took away the scorching heat that belonged to the desert, but also brought many creatures that did not belong to the desert, in the sand fluttering with the wind, a small team of "people" wearing black tactical uniforms and holding blood-colored stabbing swords touched into the 37th oasis, and dozens of figures lying in the hazy bonfire in the distance were faintly visible, and the black shadows scattered into the skirmisher line under the command of the leader quietly approached the center of the oasis, and as the skirmish line advanced, many triplocks hidden in the darkness were triggered. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Several thunderbolts jumped up from the trees or grass, and with the explosion of the thunderbolts, countless silver steel needles shot at the black shadow that had avoided the center of the explosion in the light of fire and air, and suddenly countless fireflies floated in the dark oasis, "Give up hiding, attack! Attack!" In the angry voice of the leader, the surviving black shadow quickly rushed towards the orange bonfire.

But the expected bullets did not arrive, lying around the campfire was a team of hyenas who had long since lost their lives, the leader possessed and examined the corpses on the ground, but the results of the autopsy made him very uneasy, all the corpses had only one fatal wound caused by the same giant cold weapon.

"Snap"

The subtle sound of stepping on the broken branches sounded in the ears of the leader like thunder, and the black shadows standing with swords nervously looked at Xie Zimu who was holding a giant scythe that came slowly from the darkness, and looked at the leader of the giant scythe in the hands of the person who came and couldn't help but think of the fatal wounds on the corpse, beheaded, decapitated, divided, penetrated, and all the fatal injuries on the corpse could be completed by the giant scythe in the man's hand.

"We are the third team of the Death Messengers under the Lesensen clan of the Sabat Demon Banquet Alliance, and I am the leader of this team: Ulysses Lesenlu, may I ask who you are?"

The man who heard this meaning smiled lightly and stuck the giant sickle in his hand into the dirt, and after lifting the hood that covered his eyes, a not handsome but attractive face appeared in front of Ulysses's eyes, but on the ordinary face, there were a pair of bright eyes that shimmered with the brilliance of the full moon, and the pale golden pupils swallowed all the eyes around him like a whirlpool, which also made Ulysses feel that his soul was also sucked into it.

Looking at the man in front of him who stretched out his left hand, an inexplicable sense of reverence as if facing the monarch he was loyal to appeared in his heart, and the sense of reverence rising in his heart was forced, Ulysses straightened his slightly bent knee, and held the man's fair and slender left hand crampedly but politely.

"Hello, Mr. Ulysses Lesenlu, you can call me Zimu in Xia Xie Zimu!"

"Lesensen Clan, ninth-generation descendant emissary-level earl: Ulysses Lesenlu is a pleasure to meet you!"

The Death Clan, standing with their swords, looked at the polite leader in front of them in amazement, and it happened when the Death Messengers not only closed their jaws in shock, but also made the Death Messengers unimaginable.

"Mr. Ulysses Lesensen, I wish to meet the patriarch of your clan, I have always longed for the glory of the Lesenson clan!

Ulysses, who has always regarded untouchables as a disgrace, said respectfully: "This is the honor of the clan, your glorious deeds of killing a squad of spear fighters alone are enough for any clan to embrace you!"

Xie Zimu looked at Ulysses intently and said solemnly and sincerely, "You will definitely help me, right?"

"I will definitely help you!" the incredible death messengers looked at the leader known as the cunning fox, and sincerely promised a pariah "Please give me your contact information, I will inform you after reporting to the patriarch!" After obtaining Xie Zimu's contact information, Ulysses couldn't wait to lead the death messengers to Berlin City, ignoring the rising sun.

"Can you only hint at supernatural creatures of the same level as yourself? Can you only charm supernatural creatures of a lower rank than yourself?" Xie Zimu said with satisfaction as he looked at Ulysses, who was galloping under the starlight of Daystar, caressing the eyes of the seductive ability he had acquired after advancement.

Looking at the dark sky, Xie Zimu suddenly smiled, "This night is really long!"

Xie Zimu, who stuffed the giant scythe into his chest again, opened the huge bat wings with a smile, and flapped the bat wings in the incomparably deep sky, and with full expectations, he turned into a swarm of bats and rushed to the Berlin city where Vivien, who temporarily took the place of the small calamity in his heart.

The darkness before dawn is always deeper, especially for those who wait.

In front of the apartment at 73 Edburgh Avenue where Vivian lives, a blood-red Alpha sports car occupies the position directly facing the door of the apartment, and in the driver's seat, which is completely ergonomic, Xie Zimu is still uneasy to tap the steering wheel covered with pure cowhide.

Finally, the rising sun that represented hope slowly rose from the horizon, and since Xie Zimu was transformed into a vampire, this was the first time he felt that the rising sun was so beautiful, and the original dead street slowly returned to the noise of the day in the golden morning light.

For reasons such as survival or dreams, office workers drag their still tired bodies and squeeze into the canned sardine bus with sandwiches in their mouths, and before leaving, they do not forget to prick their jealous eyes on Xie Zimu, who is leaning on the low body of the Alpha and holding the gold-rimmed rose, a specialty of the Mopeaks district.

After sending away countless self-righteous, head-scratching, and self-proclaimed beautiful office girls with heavy makeup, Xie Zimu's patience had long since worn out, and he kept looking at the slow hour hand on his wrist in irritability.

Finally, after the hour hand pointed to the number ten on the dial, apartment number seventy-three finally opened, and Vivien, lazy in the golden sunlight, stretched out like a kitten, squinting at the morning sun in the turquoise sky.

In the morning sun, the girl jumped down the steps like a child, but fell on the hard gray granite.

"Are you alright?"

The girl looked up and saw the golden morning sun shining behind the owner of the voice, covering him with a golden coat.

"Are you?" said the girl with slightly red cheeks, surprised.

After helping the girl up, Xie Zimu gently stroked the dust off the girl's body, handed the rose in his hand to the girl, and said, "Yours!"

Suddenly, the delicate red color spread on the girl's delicate earlobes, and after taking the roses in Xie Zimu's hand, the girl suddenly said: "Mom said that you can't accept gifts from boys, how much money I will give you!"

Xie Zimu, who was speechless after hearing this, thought for a long time before saying: "No" But looking at the girl who handed the roses back to him, Xie Zimu had to say: "You invite me to breakfast, it's okay to get the money for the roses" The girl who tilted her head thought for a long time before nodding slightly.

"Wood!" Xie Zimu suddenly came from a familiar voice behind him, but he never wanted to hear it again, "Let's talk!"

"Weiwei, you owe me once!" Xie Zimu, who turned to Zheng Yi, said without looking back.