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The color of the blood.

He shook his head, feeling dizzy.

Am I—where?

A sharp pain in the chest and abdomen hit!

He groaned in a panic and opened his eyes blankly, with only a patch of blood in front of him.

"Bao Ren, hold on a little longer! The ambulance is almost here. At this moment, a gentle and familiar voice sounded in my ears.

He calmed down for a moment.

But the next moment, the sharp pain in his chest and the dizziness in his head became more and more intense.

"Wu Yuren!" the voice became more and more flustered, "You can't die here! You- by the way, you haven't changed the world! How can you die in such a place! You haven't changed the world, how can you be qualified to have a monkey with me!"

Changing the world?

His brain cleared for a moment, and he took a big breath, feeling much better.

In the midst of the blood, he endured the sharp pain and twisted a smile.

"Secondary two is a disease-get-cure-ah~"

The familiar voice seemed to cry with joy.

He smiled in the pain, trying to stop the voice and play a joke on her as he normally would.

However, he opened his mouth in confusion.

only to find that he couldn't call her name.

There was still blood red in front of him, only the whole body was getting hotter and hotter.

"Poof!"

Tails fell on a patch of grass.

He opened his eyes and came to his senses from the blood.

"Damn! what's going on!" beside him, the pale, blond-haired man cursed in exasperation.

"Why did you consume so much blood?" his tone was full of surprise and dissatisfaction.

Only Tails knew that when the blonde man turned into blood and flew away with him at breakneck speed, Tails found a fragment of memory, and in the dream of the fragment, the traverser seemed to be "out of control" again.

This time, it seems that the displacement is part of the blood of the blonde man?

Tails lay on the ground coughing as if he had just gotten off the roller coaster.

Fortunately, the experience of motion sickness - uh, sickness "people" has also been at Yodel's before.

He thought to himself, shaking his head, driving the disturbing blood-red out of his brain.

"It's almost there—isn't it the injury yet? The handsome blonde man muttered, grabbing Tails rudely.

It turned out that it was already dusk, and sure enough, the sun was setting?

A little chilly and it's outside?

Tails saw that they were landing on the grass beside a dimly lit path, with a wide manor house and a large garden attached to it.

There was also a flag flying on the iron gate between the garden and the path, but on the whole, the estate seemed to be overgrown with weeds, as if the owners were not paying attention to it.

If it weren't for the level of refinement, it would be comparable to the Mindis Hall.

The flag—Tails squinted his eyes and saw a strange three-petaled flower, red, blue, and green.

Tails recognized the flower—it was the favorite flower of Mr. Wu's first girlfriend.

This is, irises?

The coat of arms of the nobility?

I'm afraid that's one of the "enemies" that Gilbert was talking about.

It's too bad, I'm going to end up in the enemy's nest.

"Hurry up, breved cubs!" the handsome blond man pushed him impatiently towards the manor.

Tails' mind began to run and reason like crazy.

It seems that this little white face with a golden retriever can speak, and he is not some beastly and untamable monster.

And judging from the words he left behind when he took me captive:

"Originally, it was just moving the muscles and bones—"

"It's good that the sun is going down—"

Luckily, it's a rational guy - Tails thinks about what to do, his JC dagger stuck at his waist, but he still can't expect anything like "put the dagger around his neck" or something.

You can't cut yourself abruptly and report to yodel and Gilbert, it's too obvious, too deliberate.

Then you have to gather intelligence first.

"Hey, hey!" Tails turned around and shook off the blonde man's hand dissatisfiedly, "Looking at your noble demeanor and temperament, shouldn't you be the same as your words and deeds?"

The blonde man was stopped by this.

"Politeness?" he grinned, deliberately revealing two pairs of hideous fangs, "Why be polite to the food that is destined to be eaten in the stomach?"

The blonde man deliberately sharpened his fangs in the air.

Sure enough, it looks like the creature I remember.

However, Tails just turned his head, observed the two fangs, and pouted contemptuously: "The attitude towards food is so bad, it can be seen that you have no talent for foodies at all - psychological, emotional and physical conditions will affect the quality of food, what if you are so rude, what if it affects the taste of the ingredients?"

The handsome blond-haired man was stunned for three seconds.

The hideous expression on his face was just halfway there.

But he reacted immediately.

"With your size, you're a very bold little cub," he then smiled, "but you're not the first to have guts, and you can't escape without leaving anything to chance." ”

"So my flesh is really delicious?" Tails gave a "I see" expression, then unexpectedly lifted his leg and walked in the direction of the manor.

The man was just about to pick up the cub and go to the manor when he saw the cub walking in front.

Faced with food that seemed to have no intention of escaping at all (he didn't even bother to call it "prey"), the puzzled blonde man tried to reach out and scratch his head, but halfway through it he felt that it was not appropriate, so he had to lower his hand and quickly follow Tails at a rate that humans could see.

"It's not flesh, it's just blood—you've only been hurt recently, right?" the smell of blood wafted everywhere. Tsk, it's so fragrant, I really want to take a bite first. ”

The two continued on their way.

"So how are you going to eat me? gnaw raw or suck blood directly?where to start?what do you say about the seasoning?"

"The people of the Tuvars love to gnaw raw – they enjoy the howl of their prey. We generally suck blood directly, which is divided into two types: neck food and wrist food. Seasoning words - wait, why am I telling you this!

The blonde man stopped, looking suspiciously at Tails, who clearly did not look like a seven-year-old child.

"I'm destined to be food, isn't it? Isn't it also a virtue to be polite about food that is willing to be sacrificed? And food that is in a good mood may taste better in blood—"

"You—weird as food—don't think you're going to let me go, do you?"

"It's a rare delicacy, of course, it's rare in the world. Come on, come on, don't stop, let's keep walking. What is your name, sir?"

"Little cub, what are you asking for? want revenge?" the blonde man stopped again, his suspicion and vigilance of the strange boy in front of him growing higher.

"It's not easy to find you for revenge. Also, since you're going to be eaten, you should let me know your name, right? Doesn't it feel rude to scream hey, hey,

The blonde man was more like his pride was stung by the last sentence.

I only heard him reply proudly and proudly: "My name is Eastrom van Laika Liszt Corleone, the Night Realm, the head of the Seven Branches, the Knight of the First Class of the Corleone family. ”

"Come, come, keep walking—so why do you call me short-lived?"

"Humans who live less than 120 years are not short-lived? Even a young cub like you has more than 90 years left to live at most. Easteron said contemptuously.

"So you're the 'Immortals', who live a lot longer than we do?"

"Of course, the lifespan of the blood clan is endless, how can it be imagined that it is an inferior short-lived species!"

Tails silently took all sorts of information into his mind.

Easteron Corleone

Longevity, short-lived.

Night Country, House Corleone.

Superior Bloodline.

And—crucially, he didn't seem interested in why I was in the Mindish Hall.

It might be the only chance of life - oh, almost forgot, he was going to "eat" me.

Tails and Easteron walked into the manor, and the traverser's eyes narrowed: at the doorway, two fierce men in red turbans walked towards them.

Why are they here?

"Why do you want to stop here, isn't it good to fly right in?"

"If it weren't for the Dance of the Blood Shadows—ahem—"

The handsome boy Eastron suddenly realized that the short-born cub beside him could understand his words, so he cleared his throat with a rather graceful manner, and then continued indifferently:

"Hmph—if it weren't for the fact that this isn't our territory, I'd have flown straight in. But we are only guests after all, and naturally need to maintain respect and courtesy towards our hosts. ”

It's an immortal with a lot of grace, Tails said silently.

The two members of the Blood Vial Gang stepped forward and looked at the two of them, one big and one small, with unkind faces: "What kind of person-"

But Eastron furrowed his brows, froze his face, and interrupted them disdainfully:

"Fuck off, inferior short-lived!"

Tails' face twitched, and he decided to take back what he had just said.

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A few minutes ago.

After the fiasco of the "One Night War", as one of the few rulers of the Blood Vial Gang who rushed back to the royal capital day and night, the "Red Viper" Nekla, the head of the Eight Abilities Warriors, spent the whole day after the war in a state of anxiety.

At least until the other three Psychic Warriors, as well as the long-hidden Blood Magician, rushed back to the royal capital, he had to hold on to the situation.

The first is the aftermath of the "One Night War".

Except for a grand explosion, the Wizard of Air vanished without a trace. His personal bodyguard, the sword-wielding madman, lay with Rolf, his upper body almost dissected. For this reason, it can only be inferred that Ashida was killed, so Nekra must confirm whether the three killers of the Brotherhood - especially the Black Sword himself - are in the royal capital before he can travel with peace of mind (in fact, Tink, who escaped from Red Square Street, has always felt that he is too careful, and Black Sword will probably not take a fancy to him even if he is in the royal capital).

Tinker and Noumino are one of the few Blood Vials to escape ("Damn, cowards make it to the end."). —Nekla), they were all vague about what happened on Red Square Street, except for fear or panic, Nekra directly gave up trying to find out the truth, as for the revenge of the Qi Demon Master, wait for the Blood Demon Master to come back and decide.

After losing a lot of oil and water, and the long-running Hongfang Street, the morale of the Blood Bottle Gang has been greatly reduced, and many ordinary gangs have begun to waver. Customers—nobles, merchants, and covert companions—have drastically reduced their business dealings, even withdrawn their funds, and even broken their promises when they did half of their business ("I'll grass him—calm down, calm down—the blood debt will be paid!"—Nekra).

In other parts of the royal capital, the demoralized Blood Bottle Gang was even more defeated in the face of the overwhelming "inferior" of the Brotherhood, and it is conceivable that when the news spreads throughout the country, the struggles of the various branches will take on the same appearance.

Secondly, one of the main supporters behind the Blood Vials, the Cavendier family, who have a tricolor iris as their family crest, even after knowing their fiasco, looks like they are ignoring it, neither reinforcements nor appeasement, and not even a single copper for comfort. What Nekra resented most was that they had done so much dirty work for each other all over the country, and at the critical moment, the knight of the end named Seychelles would not even let him enter the door of the Duke's manor! In this way, he also gave Nekra a task at noon to "find out the theft of the Mindith Hall"—the theft case? Grass, which organ on his body looked like a vigilante and a private detective? Couldn't he cut it off?

Speaking of the vigilant officer, Niekra was even more furious: Damn, that big green skin in the Xicheng District Alert Hall, called Lobik or Lockerbie, usually looks smiling, and at the critical moment of the one-night war, he doesn't know how to send people to reinforce it, and what about the 'police-people cooperation'? Which organ in his body looks like a good person? Isn't it okay for him to cut it off? Damn, before the change, Nekra dared to go to his house tonight, stripped his wife naked and hung it on the West City Gate as a doorbell!

Also, Nekra is going to solve this matter now-those three vampires of the Cavendier family were actually "well entertained" by Iris in the Dongcheng branch of their Blood Bottle Gang (in fact, the vine manor is also the property of the Cavendier family)? Do you think it's to entertain a lost puppy? They need ten people's blood a day! They also ask for a super-level master or above! Okay, just find the black sword, knock it out with a stick, tie it up and send it to them! I've already sent a lot of the blood vials that I usually don't like to look at, and it's not enough, so I have to whisper and beg for the corpse of that big green skin! Which organ on his body looks like an animal keeper? Can't he cut it off? The most annoying thing is that there are not many of those vampires, and they have a big temper, and they are arrogant, and they look at Nekra as if he is a puppy!

With such a bad mood, Nekra walked into the vine manor at nightfall with his entourage, and waved his hand casually to the Blood Bottle Gang who also had a bad face.

He walked into the stone staircase of the main building of the manor, and the faint cries and screams from the ground made the red pit viper's already terrible mood even more annoying.

Holding back from thinking about the "blood food" in the dungeon (especially since many of them were his former colleagues and subordinates), Nekra walked up to the second floor with a grim face, pushed open the wooden door of the main hall, and looked at the few people in front of him with a displeased face—two people and their food, to be exact.

A thirty-year-old woman with a good face, fair skin, red ponytail, sensual and seductive, dressed in an aristocratic riding costume, gently pushes away a man with confused eyes.

Seductively, she licked the blood from her mouth, smiled charmingly at Nekla, and then stretched out her index finger to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth to her chin.

The man who had been pushed away seemed to be just a civilian who had been taken captive, and at this moment his eyes were distracted, his skin was pale and he fell to the ground and convulsed, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and he could no longer see that he was alive.

And in the hall, there were at least seven or eight corpses that had died of such blood loss, and dried blood stains were everywhere.

Blood dripped on the ground and on the table, and it was terrifying.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall, a white-haired old man, also richly dressed, with his hands behind his back, seemed to be waiting for the moon to rise.

"Oops," a gentle voice came from the woman's mouth, and her eyes lit up, "have you brought us something delicious? Are there twenty of us? Are there any super-ranked, are there virgins, are there cubs?"

These damn vampires!

Have you gone out to hunt the living again?

"Miss Lorana, Mr. Chris, I was about to tell you," Nekra said dissatisfiedly to the two bloods, holding back the unhappiness and disgust in his heart, "The twenty corpses sent this afternoon are already the limit, and our blood stock is not that much!"

When it comes to the "blood bank", even Nekra can't help but feel sick when he thinks of the wailing in the underground cell.

"Oh?" the seductive Lolana smiled, and as the corners of her mouth curled, a dangerous look gradually appeared in her eyes: "Can the blood of those corpses be eaten? ”

"Otherwise, people can't help but watch your Blood Bottle Gang come and go—" Lolana bared her fangs under her lips and put on a charming pose, her index finger lightly tapped the fangs, and under the illumination of the unextinguished lamp, with the bloody background, there was a strange and hideous beauty.

"Please understand, the three distinguished guests, Yongxing City is the royal capital after all, and our ability is limited-" Nerkra held back his anger and lowered his head and said softly.

"Well, but that's not what the young and lovely Duke of Iris said: how much people and blood are needed!If he knew that his loyal dog was so entertaining to his guests, would he not give you bones to eat?"

Loyal dogs?

Bone?

I grass!

Listening to this yin and yang humiliation and condescending sarcasm, and thinking of Duke Iris's attitude after the defeat in the battle of Red Square, and the anger he received in the day, Nekra only felt a fire burning in his heart.

"His stinking--there's nothing alive!"

Ignoring the blood stains on the table, Niekra slapped his palm, slapped the table fiercely, and shouted uncontrollably:

"Don't think I don't know! You vampires only need the blood of the dead to live! You don't need the blood of the living at all! It's not 500 years ago!"

"Lao Tzu is working hard, sending so many living people and corpses, and there is even a super level in it!

"I love to eat, I don't want to eat, I don't want to be scared! It's a big deal! Let's pull out people and horses to fight!"

"We are the Blood Vial Gang of the Star Kingdom's 'Blood Debt Must Be Repaid'!

There was silence.

The only thing in the hall was the angry wheezing of the red pit viper.

Even the retinue behind Nekra was frightened and took a step back.

The next moment, Luo Lana's expression changed, she stretched out her fangs, her face was hideous, and her seductive voice, which was originally coquettish, also became sharp and wild:

"Cheap short-born, for your master's sake, I'm polite!"

"The blood of the corpse, you can survive by drinking water and eating vegetarian meat every day, why do you still eat meat and drink wine!"

"'Desperate and desperate'? That half-dead super-level in the prison is basically your personal vendetta, and you want us to help you solve the internal affairs!"

"Talk to the Corleone family about 'blood debt must be paid'? I can let you 'taste blood debt' right away!"

The anger in Nekla's eyes intensified, he gritted his teeth and slammed open his scarlet coat, and the hideous Lolana scolded, and instantly jumped on the chandelier above his head, showing his teeth and claws like a feline!

At the moment when the two sides were tense, the old man who had been looking out the window finally turned around.

"Lorana, watch your manners. ”

"Mr. Nekla, it doesn't have to be like this, we have turned our faces, and the embarrassed person is still Duke Jenn. ”

His voice was not loud, but it was clear to the ears of everyone in the hall.

Chris Corleone - the white-haired old man suddenly appears in front of Nekla's eyes.

Before the big leader of the Blood Vials could come to his senses, the white-haired Chris reached out and patted the red pit viper's shoulder as if he didn't care.

This hand stifled the red pit viper's full anger.

Lolana landed on the ground and returned to the image of a seductive young woman, chuckling, but her eyes were still fierce.

"I'm sorry, but they're all young and don't know how to control themselves. Chris's eyes were cloudy, and his wrinkled face was dark and silent.

Young?Nekra cursed in his heart, I don't know how many hundred years old monsters are embarrassed to say young?

But he still suppressed the anger in his heart.

The situation is unforgiving.

The old monster in front of him, although he looked sick, the hand that had just been revealed...... With his own ability, he is not completely sure to deal with him.

"That's it, you've worked hard for the past few days, and we'll solve the next food ourselves. ”

Like his lifeless tone, Chris's deadly eyes didn't move.

According to the personality of these vampires, going out to hunt for food will sooner or later cause trouble! But isn't that just what you want?

"Let's go!" Nekra waved angrily, "Remove all the brothers!"

"Oh, don't you stay alone?people still want to apologize~" Lolana seductively lay on the blood-colored dining table and replied to her coquettish tone.

"No need!" Niekra turned his head and said fiercely, "lest Miss Lolana 'hold back' again!"

The Blood Vials thugs followed Nekra and stepped down the stone stairs in unison, and no one felt sorry for leaving this disgusting manor.

For a moment, all that remained in the hall was the eerie laughter of Lolana, and the sound of blood dripping.

Nekra went away.

Lorana slammed off the table, her face covered in frost and slaughter.

"Did he find anything?"

Chris shook his deadly head, looking like a white chess piece from a distance, and shook it for a moment: "This guy doesn't. But Cavendill must have felt strange, after all, such a large amount of blood is enough to feed a blood-descended knight of the Guard. ”

Lolana lowered her head: "But it's still not enough - I just wasted another one for acting, and I'll go hunting later." ”

"Thankfully, we got rid of the Blood Vials as planned. This buys us some time before it is exposed. ”

Chris's head suddenly and strangely deflected back a hundred degrees, towards the window, and his nose moved:

"It's Easteron back. ”

"I also brought a- ah, this smells so good, it's a superior blood source. ”

His figure reappeared in front of the window.

The moon is out.

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Niekra walked out of the manor with the Blood Vials in a rage.

These damn vampires - huh? The little white-faced vampire is back. Didn't he go to the Mindis Hall with those mercenaries in the afternoon to look for the secret treasure?

It turns out that they also walk on their legs, walk through the front door?

Nekra also thought that the way the blood clan was rushing, as I had seen before, turned into a puddle of blood and then "swished" to "swish".

That little white face still has a small "Damn, did he go hunting, look at this dress, like a child of a noble family, but full of wounds—no, that child doesn't look like he's been held hostage, the steps of the two of them look like a gang.

By the way, I'll have to ask about the theft of Mindis Hall.

While Nekla was still thinking about it, Eastlon and Tails walked into the manor side by side.

The traverser saw the blood vial gang coming out of the group from a distance.

Thinking about the fleur-de-lis banner overhead, Tails secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good.

But he also knows that he must remain calm at the moment in order to find life in the narrow road.

Easteron didn't squint, as if he didn't pay attention to the team of Blood Vials around him.

With a wave of his hand, the Bloodvials stopped in place, waiting for Easteron to come.

But the handsome blonde Bloodclan just snorted from his nose, turned his head to the side, and walked past the red pit viper unceremoniously, without the slightest intention of talking.

But the blonde-haired Bloodclan was immediately upset to find that the little human cub beside him, who was not more than his waist height, actually strutted his head, "snorted", turned his head to the side in sync with him, and then walked past Nekra with his nostrils facing the sky!

What's going on?

Easteron decides to go back and make this little cub who likes to hold garlic.

Only Tails knew that at this moment, he was forcibly suppressing his heartbeat, pretending to be calm!

Nekla's anger rose again.

"Hey, little white face!" the red pit viper stopped in front of Easteron in displeasure.

"Have you done what the Duke has ordered you?" Nykla looked at the handsome Bloodline in front of him in an unkind tone.

Lord Duke?

Tails secretly screamed.

Easteron raised his eyes and looked in disgust at the human who was standing in his way.

"The stolen treasures of the Mindis Hall!remember, you also took four teams of mercenaries!" Feeling Eastron's gaze, Nekra was full of anger, and unceremoniously walked up to his nose and said loudly:

"There's always something to gain, right?"

Little white face?

The abominable short-lived breed - Easteron was angry in his heart, his original plan was to trick those twenty mercenaries out, and then hunt them down one by one and bring them back to the manor as a high-quality blood source.

Who would have thought that they would all fold into the hands of the masked freak in the Mindis Hall?

But the theft of the Mindis Hall was the request of the Duke of the Tricolor Iris, after all.

I still have to say it.

Easteron turned his head to Tails.

No one knows that Tails' mood at the moment is as cold as ice and snow!

What to do, what to do, what to do!

Calm down! The traverser said to himself: I must save myself.

His brain was spinning wildly, and intelligence and elements flashed back and regrouped quickly!

Easteron lowered his head and looked at the traverser, wondering how he could open his mouth to Nekra in order to reply to the damned short-lived creature without losing face.

Nekra looked at Eastron's haughty head with displeasure, and followed the latter's gaze as he turned to the little boy beside him.

"Hey, boy......" Easteron said disapprehantly.

Everyone is looking at Tails!

For a moment, Tails took a deep breath.

According to the middle school disease, I am a man who wants to change the world.

How can you die here?

And then.

Then, all those present saw the little boy of seven or eight years old with a cold face, and before Easteron could say the next sentence, he shouted:

"Yes, sir!"

Easteron was stunned for a moment, why is this little ghost so respectful?

But before he could react, the situation in front of him changed again.

Tails took a step forward without hesitation, like a loyal escort, between Eastron and Nekla.

Then, in the bright moonlight......

All the people heard the little boy with a flat expression, shouting in disgust at the head of the Blood Vial Gang, the head of the Eight Great Ability Warriors, Nekra the "Red Viper", in a childish voice and with an arrogant tone with empty eyes:

"Get out of here!

"Noble Lord Easteron Corleone, his affairs don't need to be a lowly wild dog like you!"

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The big chapter of 8,000 words, it's not good to break anywhere, just keep it, send it all!

ps: I built a small trumpet at the starting point, called "Overlord Hengqiang" (by CM said that the name is good in the second orz), and I will use this number to communicate with you at the starting point in the future!