"I have something I wanted to ask just now. Is it a rare ability for the blood vessel in your wrist to light up and darken?" the old butler in the tuxedo said to Lu Kun.
Lu Kun looked at it and found that the red blood vessels in his arms had dimmed inexplicably!
His expression immediately changed, and he looked at the undulating mountains to the north in astonishment.
"Who is this daring thing?!" Lu Kun was furious, his pupils filled with furious bloodshot eyes.
Just now, he looked like an elegant middle-aged entrepreneur, but suddenly his whole body turned blood red, as if something terrifying and terrifying was about to tear open his skin and rush out!
The old butler in tuxedo was startled.
He had seen it for a while, but he just never had the chance to ask.
"Someone touched my fruit!!!" Lu Kun's face became even more ferocious, and his face even seemed to be covered in several layers.
Suddenly, several completely different faces showed anger, hatred, and manic emotions.
"The red fruit of the Mountain of Imprisonment? That is what you have nourished for two or three years..." The old butler in the tuxedo did not dare to continue, but speculated, "Could it be a hunter??"
"No matter who he is, I will make him regret ever living in this world!"
"Is it finally time to start, my master?" The old butler in the tuxedo licked his lips, looking extremely vulgar and vicious.
"You go over and keep him for me first. I'll be there soon." Lu Kun said.
"Okay, in order to make up for some strength, do you mind if I do something over the line?" the old butler in the tuxedo said.
Lu Kun acquiesced.
The old butler in the tuxedo's old eyes immediately flashed with excitement.
I can finally get blood without restraint!
Even if a hunter is targeting him, with someone like Lu Kun, the hunter is seeking his own death.
"Hufufu~~~~~~~~~"
Dressed in a black and red cloak, he appeared behind the old butler in the tuxedo like magic, and then the cloak elegantly split into two...
The spine of the old butler in the tuxedo began to explode, and a thick and strong spine could be seen breaking through his body and clothes, and connected with the black and red cloak that was divided into two.
Like an umbrella, this bone suddenly opened a pair of fleshy wings!
This fleshy wing was completely grown temporarily, with blood and plasma still attached to it, just like a silkworm chrysalis transformed into a worm under a fast lens, with a bit of roughness and primitiveness!
The old butler in the tuxedo flew into the air, and he did not forget to say to Lu Kun on the ground: "Maybe, now that you are here, I have dealt with the little thief."
After saying that, the black and red flesh wings flapped continuously, with a strong sense of flexibility. After several large-scale vibrations, his figure was already like a mysterious and dangerous bat in the night, and under the moonlight, it looked evil and terrifying. .
…
In the small town of Lohas, a thin veil of fog began to appear in the clear night sky at some point. The moonlight was so hazy that even the street lights could hardly illuminate the road.
There are no pedestrians on the several large streets. The residential buildings and resettlement houses in this area are all occupied. Except for the factories on the other side of the prison mountain, which are still operating as usual, it is difficult to see the presence of people.
Mo Fan didn't plan to stay here for a long time, but when he smelled a strange smell in the air, he knew something was approaching.
Go forward along the street.
Mo Fan saw an old man coming towards him.
He was wearing an exquisite tuxedo, but covered with a black and red leather coat. The streetlight was right above his head, but his shadow could not be illuminated.
"Mo Fan, pay attention to the fog." Lingling said to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan looked at it and found that there were wisps of red wool-like aura, looming, one end was under the nose of the old man in the tuxedo, and the other end seemed to come from the houses in the surrounding buildings.
"Mo Fan, balcony." Lingling hurriedly pointed at the residential buildings.
On the balconies, windows, and rooftops, the residents who had gone to bed early got up at some point. They obviously had their eyes closed and looked like they were sleeping, but they stood upright.
The red Qi threads came out of their five holes.
Soon there were more and more red gas filaments in the mist, and the old man in a tuxedo standing at the gathering point of these gas filaments seemed to be plugged into thousands of tubes, greedily sucking in the collective sleepwalking crowd.
Mo Fan looked at the old man in a tuxedo in surprise.
Obviously he is a vampire.
But the vampires in Mo Fan's knowledge are those who sneak around in the alleys at night, or use confusing dreams to crawl into other people's windows. Most of them do it to hide their crimes and don't dare to hurt people's lives.
The reason why there are many Vampires in the Demonic City, and the major hunters do not kill them all, is because these Vampires are no longer so cruel. They only suck blood and do not kill people.
And considering the nutrition of blood donors, they will never suck the blood of the same person within a month.
But like the old man in a tuxedo in front of me, he is so powerful that he can stop in a small town without using his teeth, and he can put everyone in the town into a state of sleepwalking, sucking in the blood of several blocks and thousands of people at the same time... …
"Elder of the Blood Tribe." Lingling said.
"What's the meaning?"
"Those who have lived for more than a thousand years, the ones closest to the first generation of vampires... are probably in the same level as Bora." Lingling added.
"Oh, will those people be okay?" Mo Fan asked worriedly.
"Not in a short time, but if he keeps sucking it like this, everyone will bleed to death. He is using this fresh blood to improve his strength. Get rid of him quickly, otherwise he will get stronger and stronger." Lingling said.
Mo Fan nodded.
"Jie Jie~~" The old butler in the tuxedo had a unique and creepy laugh. He stared at Mo Fan and sniffed Mo Fan's breath from the air.
"What fresh, vigorous blood. A young and powerful bloodline like yours should be a special collection in my blood wine cellar. As for these mortals, they are so rotten that they are not in line with the appetite of a high-level vampire like me. Don’t you understand that those young people are still trying to hide in Tibet even though they are drinking urine?” The old butler in the tuxedo said slowly to Mo Fan.
"I am Duke Xion. I was born in 1029 AD and died in..."
Before Duke Xiang finished introducing himself, Mo Fan rushed in front of him without knowing when!
With a thunderous chariot collision, lightning flying and the streets crackling, Duke Xion flew directly into the abandoned parking lot, smashing several large rusty trucks in succession.
Parts were flying around, and the wires came into contact with the air from time to time, triggering a series of violent sparks.
Duke Xion was furious. He climbed up from the abandoned car and took a deep breath of blood.
It was strange to say that even though he was rushed away by Mo Fan, the air strands from the residents were still directed to his nostrils.
"You don't even know whose hands you will die in. Don't you realize that it is a kind of sadness and shame?!" Duke Xion shouted angrily! !
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