Quadruple split.

Chapter 898 Leisa Keyworth (IV)

Game time PM20:28
Liberty City, No Night Area, Top Floor of Keyworth Manor Tower
Shalia/Remilia Keyworth pressed the drop of origin blood from the 'Scarlet Magic Voice' Duke Ilily Bathory into her heart, and crushed the [Original Blood Crystal] in seconds.

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Accompanied by a burst of invisible fluctuations, whether it is Mo Tan who has not yet suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, or the two heads of the Blood Wing Family standing opposite the 'nebula', or standing respectfully on both sides of the door Both Cole and Xiao Ai felt a kind of chilly breath at this moment, not the kind of killing intent or gloomy temperament that can suffocate the weak in the conventional sense, but a more straightforward, More specific coercion.

If I had to give an example, it would be like...Longwei, which can make most intelligent creatures tremble?
To be more specific, the pressure that the superior existence unintentionally exerts on those who cannot ignore the bottleneck of the race is not intentional, but a kind of food chain-level suppression similar to the law of the jungle, just like humans are compared to ants, giants Dragons are like human beings, gods are like giant dragons, just like when the beast king standing on the top of the mountain lazily opens his eyes, even if it has no desire to hunt at that moment, it can easily create a beast that makes the beasts either crawl on the ground or The grand occasion of running away.

The beautiful bloodseeker slowly opened his eyes, facing the smiling pupils in front of him.

Her eyes were clear, bright, and soul-stirring, and the corners of her lips slowly outlined a sweet arc.

His eyes were playful, joyful, and unscrupulous, and there was a clear and bright smile on his grin.

"Welcome back, dear."

Regardless of the fact that his half-tube physical energy was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye, Mo Tan quickly walked to the side of his female companion who seemed to be the same as a few seconds ago, and gently took the delicate and white hand of the other party, and put it on the back of his hand. She kissed lightly, and said with a smile: "What should I call you now?"

"if you are willing to……"

The other party smiled gracefully, easily got rid of Mo Tan's powerful claw, and raised his eyebrows: "You can call me Ms. Yilili Bathory."

Xiao Ai, who had no expression on her face, subconsciously covered her mouth, and her figure flickered.

And Mo Tan was stunned for about half a second, then whistled frivolously, and smiled indifferently: "So, those poor sisters have unfortunately become victims of your resurrection, Ms. Bathory?"

"Don't speak so harshly, young half-elf."

The woman who called herself Yilili Bathory raised her eyebrows, her clear blood eyes flickering slightly: "They didn't 'sacrifice', they just filled the gap in that drop of blood and became a part of me. It is a great honor for the Bloodseekers, and you should be proud of your friend."

Mo Tan took a deep breath, took half a step back indistinctly, pulled up his neckline to cover up his face that was not considered healthy, and had lost the last trace of blood after hearing what he said just now. Standing up, there was an imperceptible tremor in the calm voice: "If you are serious... I think it is difficult for me to be proud of them."

"why?"

A look of joy flashed in the eyes of 'Ms. Yilili Bathory', and she asked subconsciously.

"Because, hehe..."

Mo Tan grinned, and actually grabbed the opponent's little hand again, and pulled it towards his body forcefully, hugged the woman who was caught off guard and let out an exclamation, raised her other hand and tore it off. Baitai], revealing his true face that was limited in the realm of innocence: "You haven't reached the level where you can play face to face with me, dear~"

"you……"

"Happy birthday, Lisa."

Mo Tan interrupted the other party with a hug that was strong enough, leaned into the latter's ear and whispered: "You guys... no, it's great that you're fine."

There was no fancy love talk, Mo Tan just used a sentence of insincere concern and a insincere hug to directly explode Leisha, who had been in a turbulent mood for a long time.

That's right, it's Leisa, not Remilia or Sharia, not to mention Ilily Bathory, but although it's faster than planned, it's not beyond Motan's expectations at all——Lei Sarah Keyworth.

"what!"

Leisa was stunned in Mo Tan's arms for a few seconds before pushing (hitting) away (flying) the latter blushingly, biting her teeth and angrily saying, "How...how...how did you know that!"

"It doesn't matter, my dear, it can only be said that you have exposed too many flaws to me."

Although the strength of Leisha's push just now could theoretically almost directly pierce Mo Tan's chest, the latter was still unable to suffer any damage because of the life-saving props given by his other girlfriend, so he rolled casually. Standing up from the ground, he shook his head and smiled while patting the non-existent dust on his clothes: "But isn't three seconds a little too short?"

Lei Sha breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head away from looking at Mo Tan, and hummed softly: "It's just three seconds in your eyes!"

"Understood, does that mean that what happens at the soul level does not necessarily have to use the same time scale as the main material world? Very good, very valuable reference."

Mo Tan nodded lightly, stepped back behind Leisa, and said softly: "Although there are still many, many things I want to tell you, but time is running out now, so let's wait until this farce is over. "

The latter turned his head and glared at Mo Tan noncommittally, then raised his right hand, and waved lightly at the nebula whose duration had not yet ended under everyone's gaze.

A thin bright red line appeared in mid-air, it seemed completely unable to intersect with anything including the air, like a crack suddenly appearing on the LCD screen, unable to have any impact on the content of the program, but honestly Existing in the observer's field of vision, with an indescribable, overwhelming sense of presence.

"Snapped--"

In the next moment, the stardust pervading between the two Blood Wing Family speakers and Mo Tan and the others suddenly shifted their position strangely, and with the bright red 'thin line' as the central axis, they moved upwards obliquely. And it moved a distance of less than ten centimeters diagonally, and then...disappeared without a sound.

That's right, the protective props made by Diana for Mr. Frank Hughes with a lot of thoughts, love, technology, and money, even the epic peak-level single-target damage can't break the defense instantly.【 Guardian of the Star Ring] was directly annihilated by Leisa in a child's play.

And Lionel Bloodwing and Michael Bloodwing, both of epic rank, couldn't even understand what happened in front of them, let alone analyze it.

That weird barrier is gone
Who did it?
Thalia Keyworth did it.

How exactly?

do not know!
And even though Mo Tan couldn't understand the principle at all like the two of them, he still roughly restored the power of Leisha's move just now by recalling the item description of [Guardian of the Star Ring], and then directly stretched it out immediately. He asked, "How long?"

"thirty minutes."

Without looking back, Leisa answered the former's endless questions, and walked slowly towards Lionel and Michael, who looked gloomy and watery. Their expressions were calm and indifferent, and there was no light on their bodies. effect.

"What's the price?"

Mo Tan leisurely asked the second question.

"Let's talk later."

Leisa stretched out her index finger and shook it lightly, stood still in front of the two representatives of the Bloodwing Family, and said with a smile: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Leisa Keyworth, the owner of this manor Owner."

"Lionel."

Although his back was drenched in cold sweat, Lionel, who has seen many storms and waves, still nodded at Leisa in an unassuming and humble manner, and said in a deep voice: "Leonor Bloodwing, the fifth patriarch of the Bloodwing family .”

Michael next to him followed his elder brother and announced his name.

"Miss Sally."

After briefly introducing himself, Lionel took a deep breath and pulled out a slightly stiff smile: "I think there may be some misunderstanding between us..."

"My name is Leisa, Leisa Keyworth."

A breeze blew past Lionel, and in the next moment, the patriarch of the Bloodwing family lost his left arm forever. The arm wrapped in the long sleeve with a little blood on it was straight. It fell to the ground with a bang, and quickly rotted and weathered in the next few seconds, and finally turned into a wisp of vicissitudes of fly ash that dissipated in the air, looking particularly bleak.

Leisa, who appeared beside Lionel like a ghost, tossed her nails casually, and said lazily: "Salia and Remilia are former names, which are not suitable for such formal occasions, Leonard Mister Er."

Although he only knew that Fezeren Keyworth had an only daughter named Shalia, and didn't know who Remilia was at all, Lionel still nodded vigorously, and turned to face the woman who had just destroyed his arm. The woman bowed deeply: "I'm being rude, Your Excellency the Earl."

"Your Excellency the Earl?"

Leisa raised her eyebrows, as if she was a little surprised by what Lionel called her.

The latter nodded quite naturally, and his stiff smile gradually became warmer: "Of course, dear Countess Leisa, since you are the undoubted owner of this mansion, I will continue to use Earl Fizeren's It’s only fitting to call him that.”

"Alright, I don't dislike this title, although it's just a hypocrisy of our special ethnic group of bloodseekers through the ages."

Leisa nodded indifferently, and said leisurely, "Do you know my father?"

Lionel immediately coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Although I haven't met a few times in formal occasions, I really..."

"How did you kill your father?"

Leisa didn't let him finish, but just threw out a question that was very difficult for the current Lionel Bloodwing to answer.

If it was ten minutes ago, he could have said, "What does it have to do with you", and then snorted coldly, killing the woman in front of him like he killed Kleber before, and making the surname of Keyworth disappear from now on.

But at this moment, Lionel dared not be careless in front of this same kind who claimed to be Leisa Keyworth who seemed to have completely fused the drop of origin blood from Elili Bathory.

Fortunately, this matter is not without room for maneuver, after all...

"I did not kill your father, Ms. Leisa."

Lionel took a deep breath, glanced down at Kleb's body, and said in a deep voice: "The person who killed Earl Fezelen and his wife was Kleb Keyworth, your uncle. , I could swear by my own name, Creb was the only Keyworth I killed."

"Is that so..."

Leisa stroked the hair hanging by her ears, and murmured in a low voice, she didn't seem to be distracted.

Because no matter how Lionel answers this question, Leisa, who has already decided to trust someone completely, will not change her mind. In other words, she will be by her side at this calculated time and arranged place. These arranged characters began to perform according to the established procedures in front of them, practicing the guy's plan.

The muddle-headed one is a pawn.

Knowing and voluntary cooperation is a partner.

Leisa is very aware of this, at least the part that once belonged to 'Salia Keyworth' is very aware of this, so even though she has gained power that no one can underestimate, she still did not choose the ones not mentioned above The third way is to pretend to be clever and disobey.

Although this word does not seem appropriate, but combined with someone's invisible but ubiquitous influence and control over the whole situation, any behavior that runs counter to it can indeed be said to be a kind of 'disobedience'.

Leisa didn't do this, even though she already had the willful capital.

She already has the capital to seek...or to torture the truth. At least in this half hour, as long as Leisa Keyworth is willing, she can even pass a lot of secrets shared to her by the "scarlet magic voice". The technique made Kleiber, who had just died not long ago, speak and tell himself the truth of everything.

But she didn't do this, not because the two souls combined into one multiplied the favorability of someone, but as we said before, neither Remilia nor Sharia thought that someone A scumbag will hurt himself.

If he wants to harm himself, every second in the past few months is an opportunity, and the success rate of each opportunity is [-]%.

From an objective point of view, Leisa's thinking is a bit paranoid, and it can even be said to be simple and stupid. After all, there are too many ways to "harm" a person, and her imagination is far from rich enough.

But in fact, the person named 'Tan Mo' in the realm of innocence did not live up to her stupidity.

The latter chose to tell a lie that could not stand up to scrutiny, even though it could be explained clearly with the truth.

Just to weave a story that makes me happier than the truth.

Lisa thought so wishfully.

In fact, she knew she was wishful thinking.

But it doesn't matter.

After all, whether it was Sharia, Remilia, or the current Reza Keyworth, they never thought of finding out about that guy.

and so……

"I do not believe."

She looked up and smiled lightly at Lionel.

Chapter eight hundred and ninety first: the end

(End of this chapter)