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The blood clan has always been a race with very distinct levels.

The power of the upper blood clan against the lower blood clan is extremely terrifying, and even one disagreement can dominate the life and death of the lower blood clan. In the world of the blood clan, the laws on earth have almost no effect, and the clan leader is the heaven.

The Edward family where Paul Edward is located is the leader of a blood clan marquis, a blood clan who has lived for more than two hundred decades.

In Paul's feeling, the aura of this female blood clan marquis was not strong enough than that of the patriarch. But she was full of vitality, obviously very young, and her future potential was very strong.

"How is it possible!? How could a marquis appear here~" Paul was stunned, his legs trembled, and his eyes were drooping in fear, not daring to look at the marquis of the blood clan.

Although his heart was filled with storms, his face was filled with respect, and he knelt on one knee with trembling, "Paul von Edward, pay homage to the Marquis."

Paul's subordinates were even more unbearable, and they were trembling and were about to lie on the ground. They were like a group of young deer facing a tiger that dominated life and death, full of fear, but they did not dare to resist at all.

The marquis of the blood clan swept around, and the aura of the upper blood clan was like a dark cloud covering Paul and everyone. Her voice was cold and domineering: "Edward family? Who are you?"

Paul trembled all over, his expression became more humble and respectful: "Sir, Aaron is my patriarch. On behalf of him, I will express my most sincere greetings to you. I dare to ask the Marquis' honor."

"Natasha von Saint Dracula." Natasha, the leader of the blood clan's maid, said lightly. The reason why he added the word "saint" before Dracula was that Dracula, the ancestor of this family, was a demigod-level saint.

In today's world, there are only two blood clan families that can be named with the word "holy".

Paul's pupils shrank, and his heart was almost leaping. This is not only a blood clan marquis, but also a daughter-in-law from the noble Dracula family.

In the world of the blood clan, the Dracula family has a very high status. The two recent presidents of the Dark Council all come from the Dracula family. Especially the recently advanced Prince of Rose, who is young and promising, and has the attitude of glorifying the Holy Ancestor.

The posture Paul made was extremely humble, almost crawling on the ground, not daring to speak anymore.

Wen Ruhan, who was standing beside her, was also shocked by the waves of shocks. Paul Edward was so arrogant at the beginning, but since the appearance of those blood women, his arrogance was instantly suppressed.

The blood clan marquis appeared, which shocked the audience even more. Paul was almost lying on the ground in fear.

Marquis?

The woman was actually a marquis of the blood clan and a member of the Dracula family. Wen Ruhan was a little drunk. It turned out that there were so many strange things in this world. The blood clan, a species that she once thought only existed in novels and films, appeared in front of her in a panoramic way.

"Owner."

Just when Paul and other blood tribes were frightened, Natasha moved her lotus step lightly, walked to Wang Yan, and said respectfully, "What should Paul do about it, please tell me."

Lord, Master!?

At this moment, it was like countless thunders rumbled on Paul's head. He was so burnt and tender from the outside, full of disbelief. How could this be possible?

This is too much subverting his views on being a blood clan.

A marquis of the blood clan, a figure of his family's average class leader, and a member of the Dracula family with noble bloodlines, he actually called a human master.

Wang Yan glanced at Paul in a faint look and said coldly: "These blood tribes have not been registered and have entered China privately and committed crimes on China's territory. Be arrested and suppressed and went to the demon prison. If you dare to resist, you will be killed without mercy."

“Yes, master.”

As soon as Natasha's evil aura grew, the momentum of the blood clan marquis suddenly surged. The blood clans crawled on the ground and dared not move, "Paul Edward, do you know the crime."

Paul was sweating profusely, his face was bloodless, and he was extremely frightened, and he said tremblingly: "Marquis, for the sake of our own blood clan, please, I will not be suppressed and sent to the demon prison."

The Chinese Demon Prison is a legendary extremely terrifying place. Even the famous Demon Lord of the World was suppressed. Once he is a small blood count, he will never want to see the light of the sky in his life.

"Idiot, do you know who this person is in front of you?" Natasha sneered, "Look at it with a big dog's eyes." If it weren't for the same blood clan, Natasha would have slapped the idiot to death.

who?

Paul Edward looked up tremblingly and looked at Wang Yan carefully.

Wang Yan?Yan Wang!?

Could it be...

Paul's eyes were bulging, and he exclaimed, covering his coliced ​​heart, "It's hard, can you, no, you are the son of flame! How is this possible?"

As a blood Count, he naturally watched some youth conference games and several final battles of the Son of Flame. However, at that time, the scenes usually did not have close-ups of the face. With the lingering of the special effects of flames, the image of the Son of Flame and the person in front of him was very different.

This made him never dream that this young man would be the son of flame.

"Idiot, who else can be regarded as our master besides the Son of Fire?" Jasmine and other maids angrily slapped.

"Bang!"

Paul fell to the ground and his hair stood up one by one. Really, he was really the Son of Flame... Is this really teasing him? He came to China to do a small thing, but he actually encountered Son of Flame.

His heart was about to break, and his face was full of hopelessness.

In his eyes, the Son of Fire is a high and unattainable person. Even the head of their family, Aaron Edward, would be respectful and humble when he saw the Son of Fire.

But what did Paul do? He threatened the Son of Flame's girlfriend and shouted that he would transform the Son of Flame into a blood slave.

This This This This...

"Puff!" Paul's face turned red and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Son of Flame!

Wen Ruhan's eyes widened and looked at Wang Yan in surprise. It turned out that Xiao Yan was really not an ordinary person. Not only was he respected as his master by those powerful women of the blood clan, he also had a very cool nickname, Son of Fire.

This name alone actually made Paul vomit blood.

Hmm?

Who is this guy?

"Son of Flame." Paul Edward rushed up crying and lay on the ground and slapped himself in the face. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have come to China to be arrogant and domineering. I shouldn't have offended you without any eyes. Woo ~ Please, let me spare this time."

At this time, Paul didn't even dare to escape. Even if he was so lucky that he really escaped. At that time, their clan leader would take him down and send him to the Son of Fire to atone for his sins.

Now let alone the Edward Clan Chief, even the entire North American Secret Alliance dared not compete with the Son of Fire.

"Haha." Wang Yan sneered twice, "Did you offend me?"

Paul was shocked all over. His IQ was overwhelmed at the critical moment of life and death. He quickly climbed in front of Wen Ruhan, slapped himself in the face, and said crying: "Miss Wen, I was wrong. I was blind. I dared to make your decision. As long as you are willing to forgive me, I can do anything."

At this moment, Paul was not as powerful as a count of the blood clan, like a poor worm who was humble to survive.

Wen Ruhan covered her mouth and looked at the scene with a complicated expression. She had thought she was done, but she used suicide to threaten Paul to seek Wang Yan's life. But she never expected that things would be so revolving.

Paul, who was arrogant and arrogant just now, turned into a pitiful worm, and even life and death were in her mind.

Son of Flame?

The image of the once familiar handsome sunny man next door collapsed suddenly, as if countless layers of fog were separated in front of her, making her unable to see Wang Yan's image clearly.

"Stop, don't hit yourself anymore." Wen Ruhan took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "Paul Edward, why are you so afraid of the Son of Fire?"

Paul stopped his hand like a pardon. Facing this problem, he looked a little dazed. Why should he be afraid of him? Just kidding, of course he had to be afraid of the Son of Flame. When he thought of his terribleness, Paul couldn't help but shivered and said tremblingly: "Son of Flame is the number one young master on earth today."

"The No. 1 Master of Youth on Earth?" Wen Ruhan's delicate body shook and looked at Wang Yan with a complicated expression.

"Uh... Sister Ru Han, if you want to know, I can tell you." Wang Yan stood up a little coldly when she saw him, and said awkwardly.

"You are a liar, who knows which sentence you say is true and which sentence is false?" Wen Ruhan's face turned pale and glared at Wang Yan with a faint look. She turned to Paul and said, "You continue to explain truthfully, and you have said it in detail enough. Maybe I will spare your life."

Paul's eyes lit up and saw hope for survival. He crawled on the ground and hurriedly poured out the news he knew like beans.

Wen Ruhan's expression became more and more shocked and more complicated.

It turns out that the handsome guy next door who always thought he was just working in a national unit actually had such a mysterious and complex identity and past. Moreover, there was such a complex and unknown side in this world.

"Wang Yan, I didn't expect that my neighbor would hide so deeply." Wen Ruhan's face turned red and white, and she said with a gentle snorting, "Youth Conference champion, such a big name."

"Haha, wherever you are." Wang Yan laughed dryly and said modestly, "Luck is all luck."

"I heard that you still like to flirt with girls? And you also like to flirt with one-on-one?" Wen Ruhan glanced at him deeply.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, what's the matter?" Wang Yan glared at Paul fiercely. Don't you know what to say or what not to say?

The word misunderstanding comes out one by one.

A cold voice sounded: "Wang Yan, you can solve the problem endlessly, right? I'm so bored when I waited."

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(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!