In the past six months, Gudelie has been anxious, but he also understands that this is one acre and three points of land in other people's homes, although they have coveted the entire East for a long time, but they know better that the snake and crocodile clans still belong to the East in essence, and they must be carefully considered for the cooperation proposed by their own blood clan.

Now, the vitality of the Blood Clan and the Western Divine Dragon Clan has not fully recovered, and they have to wait for the final decision of the Snake and Crocodile Clan.

Goodreel has been extremely bored in Southern Xinjiang for so long, and his status as a dignified blood clan earl is so noble, but he can't get the respect he deserves here, but he has to whisper to these disgusting snakes, crocodiles and reptiles everywhere.

Tonight, on the night of the full moon, Goodret drank a mouthful of blood food sent by the snake waiter, almost choked him to death, at first he even wondered if this was the poisonous blood that the snake clan found to kill himself, and then saw the waiter's trembling performance, Goodreel resisted the urge to let the waiter become a pair of dry bones, and threw his sleeves out of the Black Water Village.

The blood clan is particularly sensitive to the smell of blood food, and what you see in southern Xinjiang is nothing more than snake people or crocodiles, as well as a relatively rare number of lizards, their blood is faintly about a fishy smell, unless it is a last resort, a character like Goodree who is in the middle and upper echelons of the blood clan will not suck it.

He flew out of the stockade, distraught, and didn't know how far he had flew, when he suddenly felt a fragrant and refreshing blood smell waft into his nose, and then the bloodthirsty cells in his whole body were very excited because of this blood qi.

There is a beautiful blood food nearby!

Goodred was overjoyed, twitching his sensitive nose like a flying dog all the way to the waterfall, and then found the wind chimes bathing and the cat Yanran.

As a Blood, Goodret can't see the sun, but he sees in the dark as clearly as a normal person sees things in the daytime.

He saw two little girls in the water, most of their bodies were immersed in the water, and the part of the water surface was exposed, their skin was fair and smooth, and occasionally a trace of moonlight reflected a soft light.

Goodreel was not in a hurry at this time and immediately went over to smoke it, so as to understand the taste of the food for most of the past six months, and suddenly felt that these two little girls were very in line with their own aesthetics, so it was a bit violent to suck their blood in one go, why not let them accept their first embrace, and then let them get endless life, so that they can serve themselves in the future.

Gudelie planned to do so, and quietly landed beside the boulder, and after watching for a while, he finally couldn't help but make a sound, and then he was attacked by the Jing army who rushed to hear the news, and he was seriously injured and fled in a hurry.

In fact, as a blood count, although his strength is not very strong, if he is divided according to his strength, he is almost equal to the middle level of a mage or the middle level of a warrior.

If he were to fight fairly with Jing Jun, with his extraordinary speed and the dark magic that every Blood Clan would cast, and if Jing Jun still didn't have a weapon that could effectively restrain him, even if he couldn't kill Jing Jun who would release strong lightning, he would definitely be able to retreat with his whole body.

The problem is that he was too careless, first he was burned by a dazzling lightning ball and his eyes were already particularly sensitive to light, and then he was wildly strafed by Jing Jun's AK rifle, although he was not afraid of physical damage, but every drop of blood would take away a trace of vitality in his body, and the lack of vitality meant that he could not fight with all his strength, not to mention that Jing Jun was also a "gun king" marksman with a hundred shots!

In the end, he didn't expect the lightning ball to explode in the air, so half of his wings were blown off, and it was only at this time that Count Goodley really felt the danger of his life, so he had to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Without wings, it means that he can't fly, his eyes burn unbearably, and it means that he can't see in the dark, so he has to use his bat instinct to rely on ultrasound to walk, but in this way, I don't know when I will be able to return to Heishui Village.

also blamed himself for flying out of Heishui Village in a rage, and he didn't bring a single entourage with him, but when he fled, he put down his cruel words, but he also understood that those people and guys would definitely not stay there all the time waiting for him to find him, and this revenge was not easy to repay for a while.

Goodreel thought as he ran, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, until Qi's chest was in sharp pain, his head was dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground, then he calmed down a little, and now he had to recover his vitality first, and then he could mobilize his strength to find those hateful guys.

Ladies and gentlemen, in fact, speaking of which, everyone also felt that Jing Jun had overestimated the strength of the blood clan a lot, but at this time, no one could tell him this fact.

Jing Jun had a premonition of a possible crisis, and finally came up with the idea of making some crosses that I didn't know if they would work, and the four of them were all unusual, and they didn't make much effort to make forty or fifty crosses that still exuded the fragrance of trees.

Niu Qing took advantage of the light of the lightning ball above his head to take a cross that he could use freely, and frowned: "I said brother, can this thing work?"

Jing Jun was also fiddling with a cross about one meter long in his hand at this time, and he was also slightly hesitant when he heard this, and said: "Well, it's hard to say, it may be very effective, or it may not be useful!"

Indeed, in religious film and television dramas, as long as those believers hold the cross in their hands, all evil ghosts and demons will disperse, but whether they can deal with the vampires that they really see today, when Jing Jun persuaded the wind chime, he said sonorously and powerfully, but he was really not very sure in his heart.

However, at this time, I can only use this method that does not seem to be very reliable.

"Hmph! It works best, no matter how I poke him to death with this tip! If it doesn't work, the demon slayer knife will definitely be able to chop him!"

Wind Chimes said as she shook the cross in her hand, but this one of hers was a little different, she sharpened the top of the vertical frame, and the two ends of the horizontal frame were also very sharp.

"If I wasn't in the shower, I wouldn't have been able to bite me!"

Wind Chime said fiercely, daring that she was still indignant that Count Goodley was spying on her bath.

As soon as he heard the wind chime and said about this matter, Jing Jun was also unhappy in his heart, although he and the wind chime did not clearly say the love between each other, but they had already decided on this matter in their hearts.

He was not too embarrassed to be in a tent with the wind chimes, and an alien vampire ran over and peeked for a long time, if it wasn't for the fact that the guy didn't know where to run after dark, he really had the heart to chase and kill at that time, he could feel that the vampire must have been injured a lot.

It's also strange to say that with his spiritual perception now, the coverage is estimated to be five miles away, but when Goodreel spoke, he spread his spiritual power to the extreme, but he couldn't detect any trace of Goodley.

In this case, Jing Jun had his own opinions, first, even if Goodlie had no wings, he could run fast enough and escaped for several miles in an instant; second, Goodley's strength was much higher than his own, and the absolute gap in strength made it impossible for him to discover the other party.

In a very short period of time, Jing Jun quickly analyzed this information, and finally decided to suppress his anger first, after all, there were still a few people around him who needed to be taken care of.

Jing Jun looked at the wind chime, his eyes released a firm divine light, and said, "Don't worry, Lingling, brother won't let this guy go!"

Originally, Feng Chime was still a little uncomfortable with Jing Jun's sudden serious look at him, and when he was about to ask why, he listened to the person in his heart who assured him, his pretty face was suddenly red and cloudy, and he was even more delicate under the electric light, and he didn't dare to look at Jing Jun's fiery gaze anymore, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, but he said in a low voice: "No, I killed him myself!"

Jing Jun saw the change in the wind chime's expression in his eyes, especially the shyness at the end, and couldn't help but be stunned, not listening to the wind chime's words.

"Ahem, I said, are we going to go overnight or should we rest first?"

A very inopportune question sounded, low but loud, which woke up the drunken Jing Jun and the reverie wind chime, who glared fiercely at the person who spoke up, his little head turned to the side, and he did not speak.

Jing Jun felt very uncomfortable, hurriedly lowered his head to clean up his mood, and when he looked at Niu Qing again, he had already regained his usual calm, and said, "Let's rest first, there should be nothing wrong tonight, Goodley must be injured." ”

Niu Qing was still grinning, looking at Jing Jun's "hehe" evil smile, but he found that except for seeing Jing Jun's embarrassment at the beginning, at this time, people's faces have always been calm and unwavering, and he suddenly felt bored, stretched his waist, and said, "Oh, then brother, I'm going to sleep!"

With that, he got up and walked to the rest place that he had laid out on the side, and after a moment, he snored loudly.

The wind chime also pulled the cat Yanran to get up and said, "Then, brother, we also slept, you should rest early." ”

The two little girls got into the small tent, and there was a faint sound of soft laughter.

Jing Jun watched the three of them go to rest, and shook his head slightly, at this time he was not sleepy, but excited.

In the Misty Soul Mountain, he stayed on the mountain for a night in order to lure away the giant python warriors, and later it was a blessing in disguise, and he thought that his control of the power of electricity had improved a lot.

However, the master's booklet did not clearly say what level he belonged to in his current state, and after that, more than ten days passed, and he did not dare to slack off in the slightest every day, and his homework of meditation and meditation never fell behind for a moment, but he always felt that there was no obvious progress after so many days.

Tonight, he suddenly encountered the legendary race vampire, and the gun he had relied on for survival did not cause fatal damage to him, and even the lightning magic that had been invincible in previous battles did not have the desired effect.

On the contrary, he has made such a terrible enemy, so that the trip to southern Xinjiang is even more dangerous, can his current strength still protect them from the wind chimes?

Although I was very calm just now, was I really calm in my heart?

The answer is absolutely no, the strength is not good, how to protect your lover and friends!