"Squeak..."

The door was slowly pushed open, and a puff of dust came in. But none of them could get close to the king, so he looked around for a moment, and then stepped in.

It's very spacious enough to accommodate a party of hundreds of people, and you can see how beautiful the décor is, even if it's covered in dust.

On the wall facing everyone is a huge photograph. This is a group photo with all the elites of the Bloodhunter Clan, and only the true elites can live in the manor.

Wang Bugui slowly walked under the group photo, a sour emotion welled up in his heart, and he raised his head to condense the warm group photo. He tried to force a smile, but found that his eyes were already slightly moist.

Then he stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and the power of the Tao was transmitted, shaking off the dust on the photo. Then he said in a trembling voice: "Patriarch, Uncle William, Grandpa Laurent, Sister Camille." ”

"Big Norman, Aunt Corunna... Father, Mother, I'm back. ”

Names spread in the empty hall, and he still hasn't forgotten the names of all the people in the photos. One by one, they were told one by one, and finally stopped at his parents.

Everyone watched silently behind him, and Chu He and the others lowered their heads even more. Every time they pronounce a name, their hearts ache.

There were a hundred of them, all of whom had fallen in that battle. Among them, there were some young people, about the same age as Wang Bugui, and they were all laughing.

Those little boys are all full of energy. Those little girls, all as cute as elves, did not escape their fate.

And that's just a picture of some of the elite, considering that the Bloodhunters have branches throughout England, and even in many countries. This adds up to two or three thousand people.

In that great battle, this clan did not hesitate to mobilize all its forces. Thousands of people were all killed, and some even sacrificed their bodies at the end to complete the seal.

There is only one king left who does not return, and you can imagine how painful the blow he received back then.

"Big brother, don't be too sad. Zhao Changge's hand stretched out, but he didn't reach out after all.

"It's okay, I know they're gone, irretrievable. It's just that I haven't seen them for years and want to see them more. This group photo is my most precious gift. ”

Wang Bugui shook his head, then turned around and stopped looking at the photo. Because of those warm smiles, the more he looked at them, the more painful they became, and there was no time to grieve him now.

Now that he has returned, he must fulfill his vow and fulfill the family's expectations of himself. Hurry up and become stronger, and at the same time recover the blood debt for the Blood Hunters.

"The estate has three floors and all have rooms. Find a room you like, clean it with spells, and sleep tonight, and have business every day. "The king does not return to all people.

Then he first cast the Dao method, and used the pure Qi in his body to transform the power of the sun to cover the entire manor. Then there was a slam of shock, burning all the dust and leaving the manor unscathed.

"In this manor, there are some unjust souls, I want to cast a spell to overdo it, is it okay?" Leng Yueyan asked.

"It's okay, you and Ning Zhe together, they should also be free. Wang Bugui nodded.

Then Ning Zhe manifested the Buddha's light all over his body, his face was full of compassion, and he recited the Great Compassion Mantra, and one by one the mantras turned into golden ancient characters and floated in the air, making his treasure look solemn.

At the same time, Leng Yueyan also took out the dust whisk and changed into a robe. Reciting an ancient incantation in his mouth, he whisked the dust in his hand a few times, and cast spells to cover the manor.

The two of them cast their spells together, gathering all the unjust souls in the manor into the hall, and then slowly surpassed.

Some of the unjust souls here have mutilated limbs, and some have lost half of their bodies. None of them were truly flawless souls, and when they first came, their eyes were full of fierce light.

As the incantation was recited, their eyes cleared until they finally came back to their senses.

"No, is that you?"

Suddenly, a one-eyed girl with a severed arm spoke. As she spoke, all the souls turned to the young man. Although I have grown up, I can still recognize this familiar face.

Handsome as carved facial features, slightly wicked, the tear mole in the corner of the eye, and the deep pupils, isn't it the person they have been waiting for?

"Is it really you?" said a middle-aged man with a mutilated lower body.

"It's been so many years that you're finally back. A woman covered in scars spoke.

"Have you gotten stronger?" said a boy with no limbs.

...

All the unjust souls looked at Wang Bugui, he tried his best to control his emotions, forced a smile, and said: "It's me, I'm back, and my current strength is almost comparable to my father." ”

"That's good, we can rest assured. The middle-aged man laughed, and then turned into a golden light and dissipated.

"No, you are the strongest genius of the Bloodhunter Clan, you must get rid of all the vampires!" the wounded woman also smiled, and then turned into golden light and dissipated.

"No, I'm proud to have you as a brother. Come on, I'm sure you'll be stronger than the original Van Helsing!"

The boy, who had no limbs, tried his best to cheer him up, and then turned into golden light and dissipated.

"Sorry kid, your responsibility is too heavy. An old man whose chest was pierced sighed, seized the time to solidify the king's return, and then dissipated very reluctantly.

"No, don't go!"

Wang Bugui finally couldn't control himself and yelled hysterically. He knew that it was irretrievable, but he still stretched out his hand to grab it.

But his useless hand was so weak that he didn't grasp anything. He watched his family smile at him, and then turned into golden light and dissipated.

"No, you have to remember me!"

In the end, only the little girl with one eye and a broken arm remained. The delicate little face was full of sadness, forced laughter, and then began to dissipate.

"Sister Camille!"

Wang Bugui ran over frantically, and the tears in his eyes finally couldn't be contained, and they were sprinkled on the way. But when he arrived, he only caught a burst of golden brilliance, which slowly dissipated in midair.

Everyone is gone, they are the people who have passed away after all, but they are unwilling in their hearts, and they are waiting here as unjust souls.

Twelve years ago, he did not return to his soul, just to hope that he would not return.

"Big brother. ”

"Commander. ”

Everyone looked at Wang Bugui, who was still condensing the hand that grabbed Guanghua.

After a while, he got up and said to the photo: "Don't worry, I will recover the debts of the Blood Hunter Clan one by one." Even if Dracula is comparable to a real immortal, I will definitely kill him!"

"I want to become an emperor and kill the demons as a human being! If the immortals disobey me, they will kill the immortals! If I disobey me in this day, I can only perish!"

"Boom!"

As his words fell, a thunderbolt struck. But it didn't hit the earth, but it brought a heavy rain.

But this thunder is like a split in the hearts of everyone. Fang almost thought that the king's words of non-return had aroused the wrath of heaven.

"Let's go back here, I've cleaned the room simply with the Dao method, and you can clean it again. The king turned his head and went straight upstairs.

"What are you still doing standing here, hurry up and grab the room!" Zhao Changge forcibly broke the dull atmosphere and ran upstairs.

Lu Hao and Chu He also followed him and went to the second floor. Others also began to look for rooms. Catherine and his wife lived on the first floor, and Hiko Kamikawa also lived on the first floor.

Misawa Chihiro lives on the second floor, starting from where she starts, connecting two rooms, next to Meiqing and Leng Yueyan. And opposite them were Feng Tianming and Ning Zhe.

The rest of the people, all living on the third floor. They had spelled the room again, and then they had fallen asleep in their beds, but most of them were destined to have no sleep tonight.

In the middle of the night, a figure jumped from the third-floor window and disappeared straight into the forest at the back of the manor.

"Where is he going?" Leng Yueyan was the most sensitive, instantly caught the movement, and walked to the window to look. Then he moved downstairs and slowly followed.

At the same time, several more figures appeared at the back of the manor. Everyone was here, they looked at each other, then nodded, and walked together towards the woods.

"What is the boss doing in the woods?" Zhao Changge was puzzled.

"There is a reason, and you will know it with the past. Lu Hao said.

When they had advanced for less than half a minute, they found Leng Yueyan standing behind a tree. When she saw the crowd coming, she put her finger to her mouth and slowly shook her head, signaling for them to be quiet.

The group nodded, then cautiously touched her neighborhood and looked ahead. But what they saw in their eyes shocked them.

This is an open space, where I can see graves densely strewn with all kinds of mutilated objects, all of which have blood stains. There were hundreds of these graves, and one spread to the end of the forest.

At the end there is a stone tablet depicting a lifelike man and a woman.

That handsome man looked as brave as a war immortal, and his eyebrows revealed a domineering spirit. And the fairy-like woman, with a longbow in her hand, accompanied him.

Underneath the stele, a figure turned his back to the crowd. If you look closely, there is a puppet beside him. And they sat leaning against each other until dawn.

Enjoying the beautiful sunrise on the horizon, this kind of scene should be warm, but it is a little lonely and depressed.