"What do you want to do?" In front of the door of the small villa, Long Xiruo couldn't help but froze when he saw Xiaodie Yao's fingers about to knock on the door.

"Knock on the door."

really……

Long Xiruo shook his head and said like a visitor: "Listen, we are just waiting here temporarily, there is no need to alarm the guys inside... Well, it seems a bit strange in here."

With that said, she pushed the little butterfly demon behind her with her hands, then threw the golden dragon on the ground, and then tentatively opened the door of the villa.

squeak--!

The entrance hall was dark, but there was a faint light somewhere in front of the corridor... After taking a look, the real dragon from China looked at it, pondered for a moment, and walked directly into it.

"Sister Long! You didn't take off your shoes!"

Although the tone was strong, the voice was actually just breathy... Looking back at the big-breasted butterfly with a serious look on his face, the real dragon from China raised his hand and pinched his fingers into a drill shape...

...Mom teaches girls face.

The little butterfly demon held its head... without squatting on guard.

Long Xiruo then made a silent gesture, and then walked towards the light source - it was the light coming from the crack in the door - and when he was about to reach the light-transmitting door,

, Long Xiruo accidentally discovered a large hole in the ceiling of the corridor.

It seems that he was knocked out directly by something... Why does this place always feel like the smell of the golden dragon Fafnir is everywhere... In addition, there seems to be a very special fragrance left.

The smell of this perfume is a bit familiar... It seems that I have experienced it somewhere?

Before doubts formed in his heart, Long Xiruo tilted his head and gently pushed the door of the living room.

The door opened slowly with her remaining strength, and she looked in. For a while, Long Xiruo just stood like this at the entrance of the living room.

Luo Pianting, who was really anxious about waiting, had no choice but to hold the golden dragon in both hands, close the door, and then drag it into the corridor little by little, came to the side of the Shenzhou True Dragon, and called softly: "Sister Long?"

Long Xiruo just pointed at the living room. Xiaodie Yao subconsciously looked in and saw that the living room was very bright, with an old European style from decades ago... Then, he saw a woman sleeping on the carpet.

To be more precise, he should have fainted on the ground.

"Is this person... injured?"

"Would you get hurt in your own home?" Long Xiruo responded angrily.

"Yes! Sometimes I bump my head or stub my toe."

So the real dragon of China once again pinched his fingers into drill bits... I am a godfather of my daughter's face.

…

When the little butterfly demon was rubbing his head in grievance, the real dragon had already walked to the woman who fell to the ground and turned the woman over... What caught her eyes was a pair of shameful things that were not inferior to the butterfly demon.

.

"Tsk!"

Long Xiruo pursed his lips, then stretched out his fingers to explore the woman's neck... and casually pulled the woman's collar slightly open, and saw two small wounds on her neck.

Long Xiruo rubbed her chin, met Xiaodie Demon's gaze, and thought: "This woman must have been bitten by a vampire just now... She must have fainted from anemia."

"Vampire!" Luo Pianying suddenly looked around nervously.

"She probably left after sucking the blood... Apart from this woman, I don't feel any other scent in this house for the time being." The real dragon said casually: "There is a smell of filth and perfume."

"Perfume smell?" Xiaodie Yao subconsciously shrugged her nose, and after sniffing it carefully a few times, "Really! It seems to smell like Sister Youye!"

"Scared?" Zhenlong frowned, "You're talking about that coquettish and coquettish woman who sticks around the profiteer all day like nougat? Why is she here?"

"That's right..." Little Butterfly Demon nodded, and in order to avoid suffering the pain of the drill again, he automatically ignored the description of the maid from the Divine Dragon.

She saw that the woman on the ground was helped to the sofa next to her and put down, "Sister Long, are we just waiting here for Mr. Huiyao to come back?"

Long Xiruo said directly: "This woman won't wake up for a while depending on the situation. Generally speaking, vampires like to find a place to lie down after eating. It's called to feel the aftertaste, but it's actually like taking medicine.

, entered the loser mode, and I probably won’t come back in a short time... This place is on the edge of the [Farm], I guess you can stay for a while... You are here to stare at Fafnir, I am in the house

Turning around...I always feel uncomfortable all over."

As he spoke, the real dragon of China muttered something... From the palm of his hand, a golden rope slowly stretched out, then wrapped around Fafnir's body, tied it up, clasped his hands together and then opened them, and then

Something spread out from her body and spread throughout the living room.

"I've set up a barrier here. Don't leave this living room until I come back."

Long Xiruo thought about it and felt that she couldn't feel relieved, so she tied up the unconscious woman again and said, "Wait here for me to come back. If this guy wakes up and you feel noisy, just find something to stop him."

Its mouth."

"……OK."

…

…

Late at night, the castle of the [Toridor] clan has been almost tidied up... all the valuable works of art that have not been destroyed, or can still be repaired, have been cleared out.

However, seeing that a large number of works of art were completely destroyed in this disaster, many vampires had heartbroken expressions on their faces.

This clan is the group that pursues art and beauty the most among the thirteen clans... As he spoke, his hatred for the golden dragon gradually increased.

Bailegang was inspecting the east wing of the original castle at this time... He bent down and picked up a deformed gold cup from the ground, swept the dust on it... and finally shook his head and threw the cup back.

Got to the ground.

"Bailegan!"

At the same time, Chrolloya and the Master of the Mystic Steel Tower came hand in hand... Seeing the Master of the Mystic Steel Tower arriving, Bailegang's face felt like a reunion after a long absence.

It was different when meeting the werewolf Chrolloya, and it was inevitable that they would exchange sarcasm. To the Master of the Mystic Steel Tower, the Acting Grand Duke Balegang was obviously much more polite.

"Bailegan, I have heard Chloroa tell you the general situation." The master of the Secret Steel Tower directly entered the topic, "I want to know if you have any plans for summoning us."

"In the end, after waiting for a long time, only you and Chrolloya came." Balegang shook his head, "There are a few fewer than I expected."

"After all...it's too unbelievable."

The Master of the Secret Steel Tower shook his head, "You should know that that happened a hundred years ago. And in the past hundred years, everything has been calm... Most of the new generation don't know about those guys. The other guys, no.

Maybe I’m just waiting and watching.”

"I probably know their attitude." Bailegang waved his hand, "By the way... have you informed your Glory Tower Master about this matter?"

"Not yet." Mi Gang shook his head and said: "Until there is no conclusive evidence, I don't plan to draw too much attention... If it's just a false alarm, I'll treat it as just coming here to visit my former comrades."

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Bailegang smiled bitterly, "What I encounter this time is probably more terrifying than what I encountered back then... I can't even resist in front of one of them."

"You in a hundred years?" Chrolloa couldn't help but frowned.

Unlike him, as he gets older, his body functions begin to decline and his strength is greatly reduced... Vampires are creatures that become stronger as they get older.

No one knows how far Bailegang has evolved a hundred years after that war... Chrolloa said abruptly: "In the first ten years after the war, you will be fully capable of becoming the fourteenth Grand Duke.

Bar?"

Baile Gang said calmly: "A hundred years ago, if we were not the ones joining the coalition, but the Grand Duke, the Beast King, the Master of the Glory Tower, etc... How much do you think the survival rate could be improved? We were even 100% at the beginning

A survival rate of less than one..."

"About... maybe 20%?" Chrolloa scratched his head. He was not good at estimating this kind of data. "However, even if it was a tragic victory a hundred years ago, after a hundred years of cultivation,

The new generation has also grown up... Generally speaking, I feel that the overall strength of the [Inhuman Realm] is much stronger now than it was just a hundred years ago. And... we still have [trophies]!"

"Are you in charge of the battle?" The master of the Secret Steel Tower frowned, looking at this guy who, although late, was still warlike in nature.

"Be brave, don't use nice words like strategic compromise." Chrolloa said in a deep voice: "Werewolves are only warriors who stand and face the enemy, and there are no cowards who retreat. Balegang! You discovered it this time.

, you also summoned me! Is it a battle or something, talk!"

"I'm so lucky that you weren't the commander back then." Bailegang shook his head angrily, "Want to fight or not... I want to go to the original battlefield to have a look, and then I can decide."

"The battlefield..." The master of the Secret Steel Tower was startled, "What else is there to see... We have been exploring that place back and forth for ten years after the war, but we found nothing."

"No..." Baile Gang said seriously: "I have had this idea before. But after today, I always have a feeling that there seems to be something that we have forgotten back then... I have a feeling that again,

If you go there once, you might be able to find the answer."

Chrolloa remained silent with a dubious attitude.

"What do you want us to do?" the secret steel tower master asked directly.

Bailegang said: "Originally, I planned to act together with you... However, I want to deal with the things here first, and it may be later. How about giving me half a day?"

Chloroya sneered: "Those guys have reappeared, and you still have the leisure to clean the place where you live?"

But you don’t know, twelve archdukes just died...Bailegang just glanced at this rude guy indifferently - I really can’t understand how this kind of guy can create so many highly artistic scripts

, simply unscientific!

"Fine."

The Master of the Secret Steel Tower nodded, "Anyway, the battlefield has been sealed, and it will take some time to open the seal. Then I will go first with Kuroroa, and you will follow."

It can be seen that the master of the secret steel tower belongs to the action group - as he spoke, he summoned the flying blanket and stepped on it directly, "Cloroa!"

"See you later... vampire."
To be continued...