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Thatcheser's palace.

Jiang Ci and Xi Chen were brought here.

On the main seat in the hall, the real Thatcher was sitting upright, with her slender legs spread wide.

He was still dressed in black, with an extra black cloak.

As the ruler of Area B, he has a white lotus pattern on his forehead, and even the white lotus on his cloak.

The black attire set him off even more white, bloodless white, extremely unhealthy.

Thatcher looked at the two of them with a gloomy expression.

After looking contemptuously at Xi Chen for a few times, he turned all his eyes on Jiang Ci, and did not look away for a long time.

Seeing this, Xi Chen protected Jiang Ci behind him.

Now that Thatcheser had noticed, all previous plans had to be temporarily cancelled.

Jiang Ci whispered to Xi Chen: "It's really not possible, we two will fight hard."

No matter who he is, just do it if he refuses to accept it.

Simple and crude.

That's the only way it can be in the current form.

Xi Chen nodded, "Protect yourself."

Ruojiang Ci has not been poisoned for a long time, and with her skills, she can fight a tiger alone, so don't worry.

But now that she has been poisoned, she still has to be careful.

The toxin invaded her internal organs and nervous system, slowing down her reaction a lot.

Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows, full of confidence: "Don't worry, it's okay for you, Master Ci, to beat up a few minions."

While speaking, Thatcher walked down, his expression was always indifferent, without any human emotion, and he seemed to have seen all kinds of human emotions.

Xi Chen firmly guarded Jiang Ci behind his back, not looking directly at That Cheser in fear.

The soldiers on the side were dissatisfied and said, "Bold! How dare you look directly at Lord Thatcher!"

Thatcher's thin lips curled slightly, and the smile didn't reach his eyes, "He's an interesting person."

"But" he changed the subject.

"I like the girl behind you better."

"Her blood smells so delicious."

? ? ? ?
There is toxin in Jiang Ci's body, so her blood is also highly poisonous, how can it smell delicious? ?
wrong!

Jiang Ci said behind Xi Chen: "Is this guy really a vampire?"

This is not impossible.

The so-called vampires are not really dark races with strange abilities as recorded in ancient European mythology.

It's a kind of pica, a liking for human blood.

After all, the world is so big that there are no wonders.

Thatcheser's speed was so fast that when Xi Chen stretched out his hand to stop him, he saw only a shadow passing by.

The next second, he came to Jiang Ci and raised her arm.

Jiang Ci tried his best to break free, but he didn't break free. This man was actually very strong, and it didn't seem like the strength a human would have.

Because the power of Jiang Ci itself has already surpassed most of the human beings, and she can be easily imprisoned like Thatcher, I'm afraid...
Xi Chen wanted to touch Thatcher, but was injured by an electric current, and his eyes were a little startled.

How can you be charged?

Thatcheser sniffed Jiang Ci's arm greedily, as if it was the sweetest smell in the world, and one couldn't help being intoxicated by it.

He said with emotion: "It is the medicinal fragrance of the Seventh Elder of the Holy Spirit."

Thatcheser's three-dimensional and handsome face became more and more excited and ferocious, revealing sharp fangs, "You have the poison of Lord Susheng on your body, no wonder it is so sweet."

? ?
Holy?Seventh elder?
Is it Chi Lianxian?

Jiang Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and it seemed that they were a blessing in disguise, knowing something more.

Just when Thatcheser wanted to pierce Jiang Ci's skin with his sharp teeth, Xi Chen stabbed Thatcheses heart with a hidden weapon.

A steady stream of blood flowed out, but the color was actually dark red, very dark, almost black.

Jiang Ci was slightly surprised, how could there be someone.
Taking advantage of Thatcheser's flustered situation, she quickly backhanded him to feel his pulse.

If you don't know, you will be shocked.

No pulse?

Is this a human or a ghost?

Seeing so much blood flow out, Thatcher would panic. His focus is not on his heart being hurt, but on his own blood?

Soldiers in the hall yelled, "Catch them!"