vampire king

In China, also in a beautiful canyon, Lan Qier quietly suspended at a height of one meter above the pool under the waterfall, quietly practicing "Blood Demon", feeling the rapid increase of energy in her body , as Lan Qier with a dark physique, the speed of cultivation is already amazing. However, after practicing "Blood Demon", Lan Qier discovered that her so-called growth speed before was simply unbearable. .

If the speed of my growth now is like riding a rocket, then my previous self is like riding an old cow that has been slow, and may even be a lame old cow.

"Blood Demon Tome" is worthy of being the supreme tome of magic in the legend. After only a few months of practice, I have reached the late stage of Marquis from the late earl level, although the mysterious old man gave me a lot of help during this time , but such a terrifying growth rate still shocked Lan Qier.

"Roar..." With a loud roar, terrifying blood energy radiated in all directions, and a pair of dark blue eyes opened. After half a month of meditation, the blood energy in his body has also strengthened a lot .

"As expected of a natural dark physique, the Blood Demon Tome, Dark Physique, Blood Race's unique physique and appropriate foreign aids can actually make her reach such a state. At this time, Zhang Xiaofeng should also reach the duke level, right? The time is ripe..." On the mountain in the distance, the old man in black robe felt the powerful aura emanating from Lan Qier over there, murmured, and then disappeared in an instant.

"That's right, we've reached the late stage of the Marquis class..." Just as Lan Qier just woke up after half a month of meditation, a familiar voice rang in Lan Qier's ear again When he got up, he was slightly startled.

"You're here," Lan Qier said lightly when she saw the mysterious old man in black robe appearing. After getting along for several months, Lan Qier didn't have the hatred she had before. Although she still couldn't go out, she still , During this period of time, this black-robed old man has not done anything annoying, and he can even be said to have helped him cultivate, otherwise, in just a few months, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the level of the Marquis. Furthermore, after all, in name, the other party can be regarded as his master.

"It seems that your strength in the late stage of the Marquis class has been considered stable, and you can hit the Duke class..." The voice of the black-robed old man was full of satisfaction, and he said with a hint of relief.

"What, hit the Duke class," Lan Qier was slightly startled when she heard the words of the old man in black robe. The Duke class, I never dreamed that in just a few months, it was only the late Earl class. I am already qualified to attack the duke class.

"Will such a fast growth rate cause the foundation to become unstable, or is it too fast?" Lan Qier asked carefully after hesitating for a while.

"Don't you believe me?" Hearing Lan Qi'er's words, the black-robed old man's voice clearly carried a hint of anger, and he continued, "I say it's fine, and you can give me peace of mind." Just hit the duke level, this is for you, eat it, you should be able to reach the duke level within three months... ".

While speaking, the old man in black robe threw out a vermilion fruit the size of a longan, and after a slight pause, he continued, "Besides, if you don't step up your practice now, when will you catch up with Zhang Xiaofeng's footsteps,".

"Catch up," Lan Qier, who caught the red fruit, was slightly startled upon hearing his words, and looked at the man in black in surprise, "Could it be...".

"That's right..." the black-robed man nodded, and said, "Based on my short observations, he should have evolved to the Duke level in the past few days, and besides, he has a prince-level guy." Help him, there are many adventures of his own, he will only grow faster than you, if you don't step up, you will only be thrown farther and farther by him... ".

"Is that so? I see..." Lan Qier nodded lightly upon hearing the black-robed man's words, then floated cross-legged above the pool, opened her small mouth, and bit on it. That scarlet fruit.

"Hey..." Seeing Lan Qier's compromise, the black-robed man smiled slightly, then disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already on a hill several miles away, looking up at the lonely moon in the sky , sighed softly: "Originally, I wanted you to be ordinary, but fate does not allow you to be ordinary. Then, I will selfishly share this burden with you. I hope you will not let me be ordinary." Be disappointed...".

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofeng doesn't know how many times he has been reincarnated in his memory. Every time, facing the missed feelings back then, and seeing the final ending, he felt a stabbing pain in his heart. In those endless memories, Zhang Xiaofeng seems to have sunk down...

"A few more times, do I want to go on in this endless pain?", looking at myself like a bystander, and finally died in Ruoxin's arms, looking at that exquisite ring Falling into a pool of blood, Zhang Xiaofeng's hand tightly stroked his chest, feeling the heart-piercing pain, and murmured to himself.

After trying a lot, Zhang Xiaofeng still couldn't find a way out. Do I want to suffer forever in this endless cycle of painful reincarnation?

"In the end, how long do I have to remember such a painful memory, how long do I have to bear this kind of pain," Zhang Xiaofeng murmured to himself in his heart, and he seemed to have experienced such an endless cycle of reincarnation. Many times, one time is 20 years, in this real illusion, I seem to have passed hundreds of years.

"Boom..." At this moment, suddenly Zhang Xiaofeng's heart flashed, yes, the reason lies in himself, no matter how he came out, he didn't realize that such painful memories and endless reincarnation all lie in his own heart, How long this kind of memory will last depends entirely on one's heart, one's heart tightly remembers these things, how can these memories end, only oneself let go, only one's heart really let go, this is endless The cycle will end.

However, although I know this truth, it is one thing to understand, but another thing to be able to do it. Is it so easy to let go of the unforgettable things in the past? Can you let go if you want to let go? , how can it be so simple.

Zhang Xiaofeng was still fighting his inner demons in his own heart, but at this moment, dozens of miles away, there were more than a dozen blood clans flying towards this side, led by three prince-level The blood clan, and thirteen Duke-level blood clans behind them, flew towards the valley where Zhang Xiaofeng was...

"Are you sure you saw a silver beam of moonlight in this direction?" The leader was none other than the patriarch of the Lesenbra clan, and he turned towards another prince-level female blood clan lightly. asked.

"Yes, Patriarch Kusen..." Hearing the words of the patriarch of the Lexenbra tribe, the female prince-level blood clan nodded respectfully and said, there is no way, although they are all prince-level blood clans, but the other party is The purebred of the thirteen clans, not to mention the patriarch of one of the thirteen clans, the Lesenbra clan, has the ability to summon monsters with eighth-level strength to help him, but as a hybrid blood clan, he only has a seventh-level It's just the strength of the strong.

"Well, then it should be that guy Zhang Xiaofeng..." Hearing the other party's answer, Kusen, the patriarch of the Lesenbula tribe, nodded slightly and said, "It is said that Zhang Xiaofeng was in the first small exchange. At the meeting, he produced a silver pillar of light that caused a sensation, although it is not as strong as you described, but with the increase in strength, it is very possible that he can draw out a pillar of moonlight like that now."

Speaking of this, Kusen turned his head and shouted loudly at the thirteen duke-level vampires behind him: "Everyone cheer me up later, Zhang Xiaofeng's strength cannot be deduced by common sense. captured him alive, and then the thirteen clans jointly judged him to convict him, you know, I just want to live, and I don’t care about anything else, it doesn’t matter even if my arms and legs are severed... ".

"Yes, Lord Patriarch..." Hearing what Kusen said, the thirteen duke-level blood clans behind him all responded in unison.

"Hmph, Zhang Xiaofeng,,, you dare to kill my beloved son,,, I not only want your life,,, but also ruin your reputation,,,", Kusen roared angrily in his heart, under the vampire's fertility, It can even be compared to the legendary dragon. After working hard for thousands of years, he only got one biological son. It is conceivable how much Kusen loves his son, but his son was killed by Zhang Xiaofeng. How can this not make him hate it.

"Swish, swish, swish...", three prince-level blood clans and thirteen duke-level blood clans turned into sixteen black shadows and flew towards the valley where Zhang Xiaofeng was practicing. For these prince-level and duke-level blood races, there is not much difference from what is right in front of them, and it will be there in just a few minutes.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Catherine, who saw the sixteen blood races appearing and quietly practicing her own demon pot, was secretly startled, and then asked softly.

Seeing that all thirteen blood races had purple eyes, and three blood races had silver eyes, Catherine was terrified, because Catherine had already known from Zhang Xiaofeng that purple eyes and silver eyes were What does it mean to be in the blood clan?