Dracula pinched the neck of the delicate-looking short-haired burgundy woman in front of her, but did not do it immediately. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course he is not a robber or a perverted nymphomaniac, if he usually squats a girl in this kind of alley, the purpose must be to suck blood, but today's situation is special, he has to grab this girl in his arms with a very ungentlemanly demeanor, his expression is so cold as if he is going to kill at any time.

The girl was visibly frightened by him, her body stiffened and she didn't dare to move, and she was grabbed by Dracula and walked deeper into the alley.

In that dark alley, which is suitable for murder and arson, there is a man in white armor.

This man in white armor wears a helmet on his face and does not see a face, as if he were a holy knight from European medieval mythology and legend.

Although the other party did not have a knight's sword or knight's spear in his hand, Dracula's expression was still cold and terrifying, which was a solemn look that he rarely showed, which was enough to prove the strength of the knight in front of him, who was obviously from the Holy See.

"Paladin Lance?" Dracula's hand was still on the girl's neck, as if he was holding a hostage, and asked coldly and calmly, "What kind of wind blew Mr. Paladin Lance, one of the giants of the Holy See after the Pope?"

"Duke Dracula, even if you flee to the East, don't try to escape the Holy See's pursuit and sanctions. ”

The voice of the Holy See Paladin Lance, who was completely hidden under the armor, was very deep, calm and powerful, which made people feel at ease when they listened to it, and it was a taste full of light.

"Oh~" Dracula raised his eyebrows and shook the girl he was holding in his hand at the paladin in front of him, "But I'm sorry, I have a hostage." ”

"You haven't seen each other for so long, Dracula, you're still so mean. Lance's gaze pierced through the cracks in his helmet, a chill like an arctic iceberg, "When I catch you, I'll let you taste like the flame." ”

On a moonlit night, the streets of Shanghai were brightly lit with neon lights, and these lights crossed thousands of distances and fell on this otherwise dark and uninhabited silent alley, falling on Lance's armor, shining brightly, making him seem almost glowing.

The Paladin is a special existence of the Holy See, able to borrow the power of the angels of heaven, and his combat power in the Holy See is second only to the Pope, and the strength is stronger than the white priests of the Holy See - and the Paladin is an elite selected from the white priests to be competent.

If the high-ranking paladin wants to attack the blood clan, then in fact, he only needs Lance alone, which is enough to kill seven in and seven out in the blood clan's base camp, and can press the grand duke Dracula to the ground and humiliate him to his heart's content.

Dracula knows very well that only real knights can take on the role of "paladins", and real knights will not die without help, so every time he is intercepted by Lance, he basically relies on hostages to escape, and he generally only wanders around in crowded places, so that he can grab hostages when he is intercepted by Lance.

No innocent injuries are one of the Paladin's codes of conduct.

"Hmph, do you want to ignore her life or death?" Dracula shook the woman in his hand arrogantly, and the woman's face was as pale as paper at this moment, and it seemed that she might lose her breath at any time.

She didn't try to struggle, but while her face was in pain, her eyes widened with delicate makeup, and she calmly and calmly observed her surroundings, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"As far as I know, you're a vampire who doesn't really like to kill. There was a suppressed anger in Lance's voice, and if you could see his face, then I am afraid it should be a look of anger through gritted teeth.

"It doesn't stop me from killing people to save my life, if I might die. Dracula said nonchalantly.

Dracula and Lance are already many old friends, the Buddha said that "500 times in the previous life in exchange for a pass in this life, 500 times in the previous life in exchange for an encounter in this life", then Dracula and Lance must have been in bed in bed until the death of the cheating dog man and woman.

The countless encounters between them are typical of thunder and rain, and often you feel that a wonderful battle between the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan vs the Paladins of the Holy See will break out, and when you are ready to get the Coke popcorn, the ending ends with Dracula running away as the standard anticlimactic end - It's not that Dracula is timid, but it's impossible for you to find a terrorist with an AK47 to learn marksmanship with a toy gun, and in the same way, even though you are a grand duke, Dracula can't challenge the paladin who is above 10,000 people under the Holy See.

Dracula and Lance's first encounter was in an alley in Paris, and the situation is similar to today's, thinking about looking for a beautiful woman to be happy and happy The Grand Duke of the Blood Clan walked and bumped into a passerby at the corner, and the two of them stumbled at the same time.

Originally, Dracula thought that this kid was so polite, and he didn't know as a night nobleman, but who knew that the other party's face changed in the next second, and he summoned a set of armor to put on his body from nowhere, and he didn't know where he pulled out a knight's sword to chase him and cut it......

To be honest, Dracula's first reaction at that time was that he had encountered a robbery, and he should have called the police, just as the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan took out his mobile phone and was about to call the police uncle to arrest this robber who was holding a knight's sword and wearing armor, he suddenly realized that which robber would have such a strong aura of light? Only then did he realize that this grandson of Malegobi was from the Holy See, and the other party did not pull out his sword to rob, he was to beat people!

After that, Dracula's response was also very simple, he was chased and cut down hundreds of meters in the alley, and on the way he met a drunkard uncle who was drunk and bearded, and easily picked up the drunken and hazy uncle as a hostage.

To tell the truth, the uncle didn't know what was going on in a daze, and he dared to reach out to pinch the pale cheek of the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan with a foolish smile, and then was knocked unconscious by Dracula angrily, and then he successfully persuaded Lance to retreat from the pursuit and escape with this life.

As for the drunkard uncle, when he woke up the next day, he was afraid that he would not know anything, he was thoughtfully placed in the green belt by the roadside by Lance, and before leaving, the paladin took out another quilt out of nowhere and covered the drunkard's body.

Seriously, Lance is simply a papal robot cat blue fat man, he can pull out all kinds of strange things from unknown space, not to mention paladins' armor suits and knight's swords, if he wants, he can probably even "pull" out condoms at will, this principle Dracula still doesn't understand how to do it.

After that, Dracula and Lance met several times in much the same way, and in some places where there was no one, the Paladin suddenly appeared, and then the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan turned around and fled without shame, and then found an opportunity to get two hostages as a handle to persuade Lance to retreat - they were playing a tug-of-war, repeating this plot over and over again.

This paladin is really a bit too upright, Sun Wukong has changed some new tricks to fight the white bone spirit three times, but Lance and Dracula are happy to play this game, Lance has not felt tired yet, but Dracula is a little angry.

"You said you couldn't catch me, why do you keep chasing me? Is there something wrong with you? Are you a pervert?"

Dracula finally completely abandoned the noble and elegant shell of the Bloodline, grabbed the hostage's neck with one hand, and pointed to the part of Lance's nose with the other and scolded hysterically, " Are you gay, you, from Paris all the way to follow my mother's sale of batches to Shanghai, the last time I attended a party in the United States, you also crossed the ocean to arrest me, I am still haunted in Shanghai this time, really Mr. Lance, you may not be a paladin who communicates the power of angels at all, you probably communicate with Hades, so you can do it so ghostly, I really obey you, if you go to heaven, I suggest you first check whether the aperture on your head is black, it may be a fake and shoddy product. ”

Dracula gritted his teeth and gave Lance a thumbs up - an action that expressed his anger even more.

Lance was slapped by Dracula for a while, mixed with the angry reprimand of Shanghainese that he learned from somewhere, obviously confused - Lance's Chinese itself is not proficient, not to mention that Dracula also mixed his newly learned Shanghai dialect into it, although Dracula scolded very imposingly, but Lance did not understand, and naturally lost its lethality, which is the same as playing the piano to the cow.

Lance smashed the taste of these words, vaguely understood, and then he spoke: "The Holy Flame of the Holy See will not spare any devil minions. ”

It's still the kind of wooden, emotionless, robot-like indifferent but reassuring rich timbre.

It is a sense of security that can make every papal believer fanatical from the bottom of his heart.

Dracula had a "I obey you" expression on his face, and he vaguely understood that there might be such a special species in human beings, they have a special way of communicating beyond the world, and other creatures, whether they are blood or werewolves, can't communicate with them, and they can't even understand the brain circuits, they are special and extraordinary, just like the paladin in front of him - this species Dracula affectionately calls stupid.

"Okay stupid, enough stupid. "If the people of the Holy See see that this impatient-looking Duke of the Blood Clan dares to speak so wildly to the Lord Paladin, there will definitely be fanatical cultists who are covered in bombs and will rush up and die with this scourge of the night nobles.

Dracula said in annoyance: "All in all, if you dare to chase after me, I will kill the hostage, okay, goodbye." ”

As he spoke, he disappeared like a black whirlwind, along with the hostage in his hand.

The paladin stood silently for a long time, before finally sighing and turning away.

Many people persuaded him that he could sacrifice the lives of the hostages if necessary to take Dracula, but to this day, Lance has never listened to those people - this is the bottom line and persistence that a paladin should have, chivalry, and never forget.

......

In the corner of a nearby community, under a lamppost that released a glimmer of light in silence in the night, Ye Xiaomeng was put down by Dracula, and to her surprise, the strange man in front of her, who was obviously not human, actually had no intention of killing her, but put her down a little gently.

"Poof. Dracula spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, it was not such a simple injury to be cut off an arm by Lance at first, the holy flames attached to the wound flowed everywhere in his body, you must know that vomiting blood is a serious injury among the serious injuries for the blood clan, which shows how bad Dracula's current situation is.

After all, Paladin Lance is the second master of the Holy See after all, second only to the Pope, even Garlan Standing, in the case of being limited by Stella's forbidden demon neck, may not be able to defeat him easily, Lance's casual blow is enough to make Duke Dracula suffer a heavy blow.

Fortunately, that guy was a dumbfounder, so he was able to escape.

Ye Xiaomeng looked at his painful appearance of vomiting blood, and didn't know how to deal with himself, this guy seemed to be seriously injured, but with a weak woman like her, it was obviously impossible to kill him, even if it was relying on a sneak attack.

So after weighing it for a long time, Ye Xiaomeng finally did nothing.

Dracula gasped, a little uncomfortable, turned his head to look at Ye Xiaomeng's forcibly calm appearance, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Miss, lend me a little blood." ”

Ye Xiaomeng was stunned, and before she could react, she was caught again by this guy named Duke Dracula, but unlike just now, this time she was grabbed by Dracula's shoulders, and they got closer to each other, and they could feel each other's breathing on their faces, and they looked very intimate.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Xiaomeng's fingernails pierced into his palms and bit his lip.

"Vampire. Dracula said, biting on Ye Xiaomeng's fair neck, the sharp blood fangs silently pierced the skin, and Bo Bo's blood flowed down her fair skin.

"Hmm...... Ah......" Ye Xiaomeng let out a slight low groan, not daring to resist, she knew that resistance in this situation was no less than looking for death, but despite this...... She was a little unwilling in her heart, "Hey, have you sucked enough?"

"Almost. Thanks, beautiful young lady. Dracula let go of her and wiped the corners of his mouth with a satisfied smile.

"Can I go?" Ye Xiaomeng touched the place where he was bitten, there was not much pain, as if he had been coated with anesthetic, but despite this, being sucked by a vampire was still a novel and bad experience.

"I didn't expect you to be so calm after going through so many things, and it's very good psychological endurance, but I hope you don't talk about these things...... For your own safety, I'm sure you understand. Dracula smiled at Ye Xiaomeng.

Suddenly, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Ye Xiaomeng's originally black pupils gradually turned into scarlet in the night, like the red eyes of vampire bats in the dark.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xiaomeng said confusedly, she didn't realize the change in herself.

"It's actually ......" Dracula swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his expression a little treacherous, "The first embrace of the bloodline...... Succeeded......"