Huhua Tianzun is on campus

Sleeping in the night, Windsor Castle, the steeple bell tower, the round tower with jagged walls, and the winding and long corridors seem to give people a feeling of going back in time.

Today is not the day for the extravagant royal family to gather, race horses, or hunt, so this ancient castle looks very lonely under the starlight, only a room at the westernmost end of the castle is still lit, Yar Kui leaned back on a sofa, gulping down the high-purity brandy mixed with blood down his throat.

An attendant with a wig knocked on the door respectfully and walked in, bowed with a standard royal etiquette, and reported with a low eyebrow, "Your Excellency, your two friends outside have arrived."

Jarqui hid the wine bottle behind the armrest of the sofa, waved his hand weakly, and shouted feebly, "Please come up, please, please come up immediately."

The attendants retreated respectfully, and about 5 minutes later, two figures wrapped in black robes walked into this magnificent study room. Sorrendo took off his hood, and his old face full of cracks like bark was full of blood. With a dissatisfied expression, just after the attendant's footsteps disappeared from the door, he couldn't wait to stare and reprimanded, "It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, Yarqui, I can't believe that you are so stupid , was unexpectedly attacked by a group of mere mortals, it seems that I made a wrong decision, if I had known this, I would never have entrusted you with such an important task, absolutely not."

Yarqui was lying on the sofa. He really didn't have the strength to stand up now. Flying here from London had exhausted all the strength he had accumulated so hard, and he couldn't care less about giving the necessary etiquette. With the last ounce Qili complained, "Elder Sorendo, please listen to my explanation, I swear, someone pointed the finger at us, those hateful human gunmen, they came here with sufficient preparations, they set up an ambush early in the morning , waiting for me and my subordinates to take the bait..."

"Enough." Sorrendo interrupted him coldly, "Are they fully prepared? Those guys—those humans, did they come with silver bullets in their guns? Did they come with a cross? Did they know that you are a vampire who has lived for 500 years? So they gather a large group of people to try to dig out your heart? Mr. Yarqui, you will only find excuses for your incompetence. This time, the excuse is also a bit so terrible."

Jarqui opened his mouth wide, ready to defend himself.The little man shook his head immediately, and said slowly, "Mr. Sorrendo, I have secretly asked my subordinates to find out about this matter. The ones who attacked you were a group of gangsters from all over London. So I may be a little sorry to say that the reason why they attacked you may be because recently, my subordinates have killed a large number of gangsters in the city and robbed their money. These people came to you in order to take revenge on me , but as a vampire who has lived for 500 years, it should be easy for you to deal with mere humans, ha ha." The little man didn't show any apology, but instead showed a strong sneer.

Yarqui stared at the little man, but he didn't have the energy to scold him, and he was also following Sorrendo's orders, so he couldn't blame him either.

Forget it, compared to these, the most important thing now is your own body. Yarqui, who was almost crushed to pieces in the serial car accident, even though he recovered part of his vitality in the cellar of Sandy Lace Manor, he did not wait for his body to fully recover. He escaped from the manor in a hurry. After a long flight, the little accumulated strength was exhausted, and his disabled body started to deteriorate again. If he couldn't get help again, he would die Paralyzed in this ancient castle, the end is to be baked into a mass of ashes by the sun at dawn the next day.

Yarqui moved his body with difficulty, stopped complaining, but said in a repentant tone, "Master Sorrento, I admit my failure and beg your forgiveness and forgiveness, please give me another chance, I swear to God Satan that I will definitely make up for my mistakes, for the honor of our blood clan."

"You still have the face to mention the honor of the blood clan?" Sorrendo rolled his eyes and snorted a few times, "Okay, but you must understand that this is the last time, the last time, I inject my precious life force into In your trash, if you are beaten like this next time, I swear that I will throw you into the sun with my own hands."

After finishing speaking, Sorendo walked into Yarqui, tremblingly stretched out a gray hand with only flesh and bones tightly wrapped around the bones, and his long nails lightly pinched the dead branch-like fingers , a little bright red blood came out, dripping in Yarqui's mouth drop by drop.

Yarqui immediately opened his mouth wide like a thirsty plant, revealing two pointed long teeth, greedily devouring the blood drop after drop. The blood of the elder has extraordinary magic power, and his body is incomplete. His wounds began to heal quickly, and the dense black spots on his pale skin also quickly disappeared.

"Okay, okay, damn it." Sorrendo retracted his hand while cursing, and kicked Yarqui, "Greedy thing, you have almost absorbed all the essence of an old man, how much is it?" The blood of a fresh virgin can only make up for it, and tomorrow night, you can give me a few more virgins, or wait for me to cut off your nose and feed it to the dogs."

Yarqui's whole body recovered, and instantly changed from a dead dog to a dignified nobleman. He wiped his mouth, stood up and gave Sorrento a deep salute. Anyway, the other party rescued him. He had to be grateful to the other party if he killed himself.

"My lord Sorrento, I promise that tomorrow night I will choose twenty of the most beautiful girls in the city of London to enshrine to you."

The old vampire nodded in satisfaction as if he had received a little compensation, moved to a sofa and sat down, and said slowly in a dry voice, "Okay, Yarqui, tell us now, our lovely Where is the gentleman? After you were attacked, where did that gentleman go? Don't tell me, he was also killed by those hateful humans."

Yarkui shook his head. He was completely unconscious at the time and didn't even know that Jiang Tianye had saved him, but what he was most concerned about at the moment was another more important matter, which was really related to his fate. Unable to answer Sorrento's question, Jarqui asked hastily, "What about the cross?"