Prince Jordan looked down at Le Chen again, and said playfully: "Therefore, it is her luck that your mother gave her blood, and she should be proud of her death, because she has achieved a great blood emperor in the future, if she lives until now, if she falls into the hands of those outside monks, it will be much more miserable!"

Prince Jordan smiled again: "Speaking of which, I really miss the taste of her blood, her blood is so delicious, and the life force is so strong, so that I returned to London, and in twenty years, I evolved into a prince without anyone in the outside world knowing, if you hadn't suddenly found it, I might have to hide my evolution, because, hidden in the dark, I can do many, many things." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Sighing regretfully, Prince Jordan looked into the distance: "I often think now, if she was younger, if there was enough time at that time, how good it would be, I would take her to London, and slowly taste the taste of her flesh, I think about it, it is a wonderful thing......"

Le Chen's mind was dizzy, his eyes were bloody, and even his mind was gradually sinking, but when he heard Prince Jordan's words at this moment, he suddenly roared with grief and indignation, but his roar only made a low sound of whining.

Prince Jordan bowed his head and looked at him with pity: "However, now that she has sacrificed her son to me, it is not in vain that I have always been obsessed with her......"

Le Chen screamed angrily, he had completely lost his mind, he only felt that there was a large sea of blood in front of him, he was about to sink into it and could not wake up again, in front of him, in the sea of blood, was Prince Jordan's smug smile, he suddenly, suddenly opened his mouth and bit Prince Jordan's face.

In fact, in the real space, Le Chen's head suddenly turned to the side and bit Prince Jotun's calf.

Prince Jotun was slightly stunned, then he smiled dumbly, and was about to kick him away, when suddenly, his face changed, but there was a pain in his leg, and the guy who had turned into a puddle of blood and mud really bit his skin.

Prince Jotun wanted to kick him away but his movements slowly stopped, and he felt that a tingling sensation quickly infected his whole body from the wound on his calf, as if in an instant, he was anesthetized and his movements were extremely slow, and he was now moving his fingers, as if it would take him a day.

Prince Jordan was horrified, and at this moment, he felt that all his blood, life, and energy were being frantically swallowed by the bloody mud, but his whole body was extremely comfortable, more comfortable than having sex with the most beautiful woman.

This feeling seems to be the experience that mortals enjoy when the blood clan sucks the blood of mortals, Prince Jordan has only heard of it before, but he has experienced it himself, which is unprecedented.

He was terrified, desperately trying to get out of this anesthetized state, but gradually, as if his mind was slowly solidifying, as if it were thinking about the simplest question, and it would take thousands of years to think of the answer.

His body, sharply shriveled, young and handsome face, slowly became old, more and more wrinkled, gradually, into a dry corpse, and as if in an instant, it was weathered, "bang", into countless dust particles, piled up.

Le Chen's body began to heal his wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he suddenly sat up cross-legged, shrouded in a cloud of blood mist, faintly in the blood mist, there was a golden streamer flashing, extremely subtle, and it seemed to have the sound of wind and thunder.

Time passed slowly.

After a day and a night, the blood mist finally slowly became thinner, Le Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, was naked, on his skin, the golden luster flowed, slowly becoming dazzling, and after a while, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in golden light, and then, suddenly, those golden lights shattered as if they were substantial, turned into thousands of pieces, and swooped into Le Chen's body, and disappeared.

Le Chen also opened his eyes at this moment, his golden eyes, and in an instant, he returned to normal again,

With a move of his hand, he added an extra set of clothes and hurriedly put them on himself, and then he found the White Bone Lady standing beside him stupidly.

Its head had been connected, and it looked directly at Le Chen.

Le Chen smiled bitterly, and with a thought in his heart, he put the White Bone Lady into the Yin Talisman.

Silently feeling the changes in his body, Le Chen's heart was extremely heavy, and the death of his father and mother still made him unable to let go.

Even before coming to London, he had the illusion that the death of his parents was an illusion, when in fact, they were still alive in this world.

However, this is just wishful thinking after all.

Moreover, now, I should be more of an evil demon, right?

Le Chen sighed softly, thinking back to the crazy desire when he sucked Prince Jotun's blood, now, after absorbing Prince Jotun's life force, his body has been tempered ten times stronger than before, if he meets Prince Jotun again now, he will definitely not be in a situation where he is controlled everywhere.

It's just that while sucking the blood of Prince Jotun's life, everything about Prince Jotun seems to have been inherited by him, including all his memories and secrets, and even, including his bloodthirsty dark instincts.

Even after this war, Le Chen actually thought that having a few beautiful blood slaves by his side and sucking Meimei was the most comfortable way to relieve his fatigue.

Le Chen's gaze quickly fell on the beach, and the next moment, he stood in front of Christine.

Christine was still asleep, looking at her almost **** seductive carcass, Le Chen's eyes changed, but after all, he slowly squatted down, reached over, held Christine's wrist, and continued to help her expel the blood poison from her body.

With Prince Jordan's memories, it was easier to clear Christine's blood poison.

Half an hour later, Le Chen slowly got up, reached out, and gently covered Christine with a blanket.

Then, Le Chen's eyes looked at the ancient castle, and as soon as his figure moved, he appeared in a secret room on the second floor of the ancient castle, Le Chen stared at an ancient oil painting in the secret room, which was a picture of the mythical story depicting the battle between the Danu gods and the deep sea giants.

This is a legend from Celtic mythology, the last of Ireland's gods, who came from the sky and brought four treasures from four mysterious cities, the stone of Far, the sword of Nuada, the spear of Ruger, the god of the sun, and the magic cauldron of Dagda.

Using these treasures, the Danu defeated the Giants and began their rule over Ireland, and the Giants were driven out of Ireland forever.

This picture depicts the fierce war between the Danu gods and the deep sea giants.

According to Prince Jotun's memory, this oil painting, which may have come from ancient times, is the key to entering the real Blood Slave Island.

Le Chen's face was cloudy and he stood in front of the oil painting for a while, then suddenly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Archmage Crowru.

Soon, the phone was connected, and Le Chen said quietly: "It's me, according to the first article of the agreement I reached with you, I have killed the Duke of Jordan, of course, he has evolved into a prince, you shouldn't know yet, right?"

Archmage Crowru was silent for a moment and said, "The councils are discussing this matter, and I hope you will not leave England for the time being. ”

Le Chen snorted coldly: "You'd better abide by the agreement, although Jotun has advanced to become a prince, but since you didn't know it in advance, I actually fell into the trap of his hidden strength when I came to seek revenge, if it weren't for luck, I would have died, killing him is understandable, if you decide that I am in breach of contract because of the difference between the duke and the prince, then, between the Eastern and Western monks, there is no need to sign any contract in the future." ”

In response to Le Chen's complaints, Archmage Crowru remained silent, and just said lightly: "I said, the councils are discussing your affairs, don't be angry first, according to my understanding, except for the Dark Council, which has quite objections to this, most of the other councils have ruled that you are not in breach of contract." ”

Le Chen nodded: "I believe that a fair conclusion will be reached, then next, I remember, there is a blank treaty between me and you, now I put forward my conditions, I want to have Danu Island, that is, the Blood Slave Island in the mouth of the blood clan." ”

"Danu?" Crowru was visibly stunned, then reverted to his usual indifference, "Okay, I will report your terms to the councils and the Franciscans. ”

"I'm waiting for your good news. Le Chen hung up the phone, glanced at the oil painting in front of him, turned around and walked out, before this island belonged to him, Le Chen didn't want to touch its confined space, otherwise, he might just be busy working in vain, and even, after he really found the Blood Slave Island, then his condition that the Blood Slave Island belong to him would inevitably be rejected. (To be continued.) )