The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 107 Good Night and Good Night
Blood Dynasty, Fan Lei sat in a pool of blood, his face under the white mask twitching slightly.

Severe pain swept through his body from the wound, making it difficult for him to control himself.

Half of his left arm and one right leg were no longer on his body, and the wound kept bleeding out.

The festering hungry dogs of the Blood Dynasty surrounded Fan Lei, licking the blood on his body.

Saliva oozed from their interlaced fangs, ready to pounce on Fanlei's corpse when he was down.

"Calm down, calm down." Fan Lei hinted to himself, making the pain he felt a little less.

When suffering from cursed blood, it was much more painful than this. Fan Lei had endured that kind of pain, so there was no reason to fall here.

Fan Lei controlled the cursed blood in his body to prevent all the blood from gushing out of the wound, causing him to lose consciousness too quickly.

He took out the rapier with one hand, laboriously cut through the cloth on his body, and stretched out his hand to tear it.

Since there is only one hand, the fabric is so strong that the strips just tear upwards along the opening without breaking.

It was torn all the way to the chest before the piece of cloth broke.

Fan Lei tied a cloth on his leg and tied it tightly so that the blood would no longer flow out.

He did the same thing again, tying up his broken left arm.

While struggling to tie the gauze, he knocked off the mask on his face, and the white mask fell into the blood, stained with blood.

The trident emblem of the Blood Dynasty was tattooed on Fan Lei's forehead, his face was covered with cold sweat, and his lips were pale and bleeding.

He lost a lot of blood, his consciousness has been blurred, and he may pass out at any time.

Fan Lei looked at the fine dogs around him, knowing that once he was unconscious, his throat would be bitten by these hungry dogs.

These vicious dogs living in the blood dynasty, in order to maintain their most ferocious nature, only retain the most basic training, and maintain a state of hunger, just to bite the enemy in the most vicious way.

Therefore, the probability of them getting out of control is very high. Just like the bloodfingers who have suffered cursed blood, their ferocious nature will also pose a threat to their own people.

Fan Lei stretched out his hand and stuffed it into the mouth of a thin dog.

Stimulated by this, the fine dog immediately tightened its jaw, and its sharp canine teeth were inserted into Fan Lei's hand.

But Fan Lei didn't withdraw his hand, instead he clenched his fist, grabbed a canine tooth of the dog, and imprisoned the dog's head.

Fan Lei opened his mouth and bit off the nose of the fine dog.

The fine dog was also struggling in severe pain, its sharp teeth were getting stronger, and its paws were scratching at Fan Lei's clothes indiscriminately.

Fan Lei let the dog bite, but he didn't let go, he started to suck on the blood-spitting wound of the dog, and swallowed the blood.

It wasn't until Fan Lei felt that the strength of the canine teeth biting on his mouth had completely disappeared, that he let go of his hand and threw the breathless dog out.

The rest of the puppies rushed forward, sharing the same kind that was just beside them—just like Bloodfinger.

Some blood returned to Fan Lei's face. He picked up the white mask on the ground and put it back on his face regardless of the blood stained on it.

He took a deep breath, inhaled the bloody smell into his nostrils, calmed down his spirit, and let out a comfortable moan of relief.

He spoke to himself, his feminine voice trembling, not only because of pain, but also because of deep fear:
"Broken Star Lataen..."

Fan Lei did not witness the great battle in the Fragment War with his own eyes—it is impossible for anyone to witness it. Those who really witnessed it were all dead, turned into spirit bodies, and bound to that land forever.

But the moment Fan Lei saw the blood finger attacking the mountain demon, and the illusion that the mountain demon's head was full of stubble and beard was shattered, and the face of a heroic warrior appeared, he understood the identity of that person.

And the heroic man also noticed Fan Lei's gaze, glanced at him, and grinned.

Even though they were far away, before Fan Lei could see them clearly, he already felt his body trembling.

Tens of meters away, the cursed blood from Fan Lei's body surged into his brain screaming, and every drop of boiling blood reminded his body—run away.

Without hesitation, Fan Lei immediately took out his Pure Blood Knight Medal - a pass that can be directly sent back to the Blood Dynasty and have an audience with the Blood King.

However, Fan Lei didn't expect that with a distance of tens of meters and more than a dozen blood fingers blocking the front, he would not retreat completely.

The violent gravitational magic swept his whole body, directly tearing his arms and thighs that had not yet entered the teleportation array.

The strongest demigod in the Shattered War, Shattered Star Lataen, not only did not sink to death on the Weeping Sand Dune, but actually came to Ningmgfu, and seemed to have regained his sanity.

The return of Lataen is simply an unimaginable disaster for the Blood Dynasty.

The conspiracy of blood has been figured out by people who have thought about it, and it has been spread through Jianzhong.

In the past, the people of the Blood Dynasty would only feel secretly refreshed when people woke up and realized it belatedly.

It's as if the reader sees the supporting characters in the story finally realize just how powerful the main character is.

But when Ratan was resurrected, things were different.

"You must...you must tell the adults about this."

Fan Lei struggled to move to the top of the blood dynasty - the bedroom of the blood king and the god man.

Having just lost an arm and a leg, his balance was disrupted and he quickly fell to the ground.

Fan Lei kicked hard, grabbed the blood with both hands, and crawled upwards.

The half-broken arm was propped up under him without hesitation, increasing the friction and allowing him to climb faster.

The pain in his body washed over his soul, making him more excited, reminding him that he must tell the blood king about it as soon as possible.

Even if you want to disturb the good night between the blood king and the god man, and ask him to sacrifice his life, you will not hesitate.

But just as Fan Lei climbed a stone ladder, a rapier pierced into the stone brick in front of him, laying across his path.

Fan Lei raised his head, the heels of the blood aristocrat were horny, stepping on horny high heels, looking down at him:
"Don't disturb the king's good night."

Fan Lei said eagerly: "I have something important to report, Broken Star Lataen has been resurrected!"

"Don't disturb the king's good night." The blood nobleman was unmoved, repeating the warning.

The blood aristocrat twisted the big stabbing sword, the spiral blade cracked the stone floor, splashed some gravel, knocked off Fan Lei's white mask, and scratched the skin under his tattered clothes.

Fan Lei was about to laugh angrily.

On weekdays, this work is done by him.

Whenever he awarded those Blood Fingers the Order of Pure Blood Knights, allowing them to gain the right to have an audience with the Blood King, he would warn them not to disturb the king's good night before the audience.

There are always individual blood fingers who have no depth and do not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, trying to go to the king's bedroom to find out.

Those blood fingers were blocked by him in the middle of the way, he killed the blood fingers and took back the medal.

Never expected that today it was his turn to be treated like this.

Fan Lei was in a hurry: "That's Broken Star Lataen! He turned me into this with one move!"

The blood nobles still don't care:
"Do you want to use your tiny body to measure the great blood king? It's just Lataen. The king's wisdom can easily solve him. If there is a first time, there will be a second time."

"These people... are they stupid to listen to the stories!" Fan Lei thought angrily.

But he has no temper.If he had met Ratan before, he might have such confidence.

But when he saw Lataen with his own eyes, he knew that he was not a demigod who could be taken lightly. General Broken Star was by no means a powerful existence comparable to Gregor and his ilk.

"Please, let me have an audience with the king." Fan Lei said, "Even if I have to be slaughtered later, I am willing to do so. The king must know this news!"

"Why are you panicking?" the blood nobleman said, "Even if Rataen is very powerful, can he survive? Does he know where our great dynasty is?"

Fan Lei was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized: "That's right."

Of course, he, a member of the Blood Dynasty, knows the location of the Blood Dynasty—right below the Ionian Swamp.

Back then when Valkyrie and Lataen fought fiercely on the battlefield, Lord Blood King lay safely under the battlefield, holding God-Man in his arms, waiting for the result of the war.

No one knows that the mysterious Blood Dynasty sits right below the battlefield's flashpoint.

And even if they knew, they would be hard to reach.

Although it is in the underground world just below Ionia, the Blood Dynasty is isolated and independent from the world.

Apart from the teleportation array, there is no way to reach it.

Even the adjacent Eternal City is separated from here by a long abyss.

In other words, apart from using the Pure Blood Knight Medal and the portal set up in the snow field, there is no way for outsiders to reach the Blood Dynasty.

Unless General Broken Star guides the meteorite and continues to bombard the Ionian swamp until the entire Ionian swamp is evaporated and pierced, it is possible to touch the Blood Dynasty.

But how could Lataen, famous for its broken stars, attract stars and meteorites?

Seeing that Fan Lei calmed down, the blood aristocrat sneered:
"In the Eternal City nearby, there is a prophecy called Rare Man Worrying about the Sky. It is said that a rare man stared at the sky all day long, fearing that the sky would collapse and the stars in the sky would fall. laughing stock."

Fan Lei looked weird: "But the stars did fall, destroying the Eternal City."

The blood nobleman said: "So now they only dare to hold a false starry sky above their heads. With the blessing of the sky called the underground, we can sit back and relax and wait for the king city to take shape."

A huge crow swooped past Fan Lei, making a quacking sound, reflecting the shame and embarrassment in Fan Lei's heart.

I was actually blinded by the unnecessary panic, and subconsciously thought that Broken Star Lataen would come to the door.

Is this a sign of not being loyal enough to the dynasty...

Fan Lei thought to himself, and suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes.

The rectal crow dropped a bubble and bloody excrement as it flew by.

"!"

Fan Lei subconsciously wanted to dodge, but subconsciously used his lost hands and feet, and in the end he just moved slightly.

The warm and moist red bomb landed beside Fan Lei, blasting him in the face.

The bloody white mask turned into a black mask again.

The blood aristocrat laughed loudly, without any trace of meat on his body.

He had just displayed his elegant dynasty sword skills, dodging every sticky reddish-brown blood.

Fan Lei was lying on the ground depressed, his nose was full of filthy smell, he was going to crawl back and soak in the pool of blood for a few more days.

But before he turned around, he stopped.

"This smell... so familiar..." Fan Lei murmured.

He first thought of the cesspit at Islay Church, but quickly ruled it out.

The source of this sense of "smell" is not that disgusting place.

If he finds the source of the familiar feeling, he will suddenly realize that he is right.

But even though Fan Lei abandoned the disgusting place of Ailey Church, there was a more familiar feeling lingering in his heart, pulling him towards the direction of the church.

Is it really that disgusting cesspit...

Fan Lei took off the black mask, breathed in the blood-soaked fresh air in the Blood Dynasty, and wanted to stay away from the filthy atmosphere.

Fan Lei was rejoicing that the white mask had no gaps, when he suddenly noticed that the color on the mask was not pure black, but a lot of red.

The black is red, the red is black, the bloody smell mixed with the rancid smell, this doomed color seems to make Fan Lei suffocate to death at any time.

It was blood excrement, a specialty of the Blood Dynasty. Almost all creatures here were blessed with cursed blood, so their bodies were covered in blood red.

specialty……

"No!" Fan Lei yelled.

"What's the matter?" The blood noble was dissatisfied, "Quiet, if the sound reaches the upper part and disturbs your lord's good night, you will die."

Fan Lei did not respond to the blood noble, he stared at the reddish-brown bomb dropped by the giant crow, wanting to tear his eyes apart.

He thought of the nameless businessman, and that mean voice.

Reminds me of his ridiculous new Round Table collaboration with Blood Dynasty for the first time.

At the beginning, Wuming arranged three things in front of him to persuade him to cooperate.

Those three things are... Roja fruit, turtle neck meat... and blood excrement.

Fan Lei gasped.

Before Wuming convinced him, he was slapped with a hypnotic pot by Wuming, and fell into a sound sleep for an unknown amount of time by the sleeping power of the saintess Torina.

Before he fell asleep, he was taking out the medal to teleport away, but Wuming was coveting the medal with teleportation ability.

He woke up in a daze, and was shocked by blood and excrement just after waking up, and then talked with Wuming about cooperation matters, and he never had time to think about it—— Wuming may have used his The medal came to the Blood Dynasty.

That Wuming has already grasped the position of the Blood Dynasty!
Thinking of Lataen again, he disguised himself as a troll and followed the nameless convoy...

"Conspiracy! This is a conspiracy!" Fan Lei yelled, he didn't even care about the excrement on the ground, and crawled towards the blood noble on the ground,

"Hurry up and report to the king! Someone has already got our position and is going to bring Lataen to attack our dynasty—"

Fan Lei's voice stopped abruptly.

The sharp and slender rapier pierced his cervical spine, piercing his vocal cords.

The voice of the blood noble is indifferent:
"I've said it before, don't shout loudly, don't disturb the king's good night. And...you are dirty."

Blood was gurgling from Fan Lei's throat, and he still stretched out his hand to the top of the steps, making an unspeakable sound with the bursts of blood gushing out.

Good night, good night.

In this underground world of false stars overhead, the night will last forever, and the good night will never end.

Be sure to let the king know about this...

After repeated injuries accumulated, Fan Lei passed out completely.

The Blood Noble called several blood-red frog-like humanoid creatures and ordered them to throw Fan Lei into the pool of blood.

"Wipe the steps clean so as not to pollute the sanctity of the dynasty." After the blood nobleman gave the order, he returned to his seat and looked up at the height of the mountain with intoxication. dream.

With the false starry sky overhead, the entire Blood Dynasty seemed to be shrouded in a dream.

Both those who are awake and those who are asleep fall into the highest level of sound dreams.

Even Fan Lei, who was still howling in pain just now, is now deeply "sleeping" and no longer shouting.

　Damn, I really want to use the free January leave slip, so don't waste it.

　　Let’s talk about the plot. Some plots are based on the original plot. If you don’t understand the original plot, this kind of plot may be boring and incomprehensible. I’m thinking about how to write it so that more people can get some plots.For example, the tragic characters in the original plot all caused tragedies because of the collapse of the pillar of faith. However, if readers do not understand the original tragedies, they may not be able to realize that their original tragic fate is being rewritten. The key nodes are being eliminated, and it will be boring to see it instead. (Of course, it’s my fault that I was slower. Otherwise, many plots can be pushed through together, and I shouldn’t feel the water... But it’s not that simple. This is a plot structure designed by George Martin, and all kinds of entanglements between characters are mixed Together, I don’t have Martin’s skill and feel that it is easy to make bugs when pushing the plot. Fortunately, I am not writing a serious drama, so I can pass the test with cuteness... Old thief Martin, why do you think you are so complicated, old horse, old horse Ah, ah!)

　　
　
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