Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 714 My Blood Hunter Brother 39
The glass shattered, and Man Luo fell from mid-air with a question mark on his face. Although the distance between the three floors is not high, if he fell, it would have to be a minor injury.

Is Gu Xinghui so cruel?

Just as Man Luo was thinking like this, the rope around her waist tightened suddenly, stopping her falling trend.

Looking at the rope that was brought to his body at some point, Man Luo suddenly smiled lowly: "I'm careless, Gu Xinghui actually used beauty tricks?"
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After all, the Blood Hunting Association's skills are not weak after all. Although they can't face so many blood clans head-on, they can still run away.

Soon, except for the fallen hunters, the corridor was empty. Gu Xing hid in the corner, watching the vampires wrapped in black robes gradually disperse. He clenched his long knife, took a deep breath, and quietly Go to the room at the end of the corridor.

The ornate and complicated door was pushed open, and the coffin in the middle of the room was half open. Beside the coffin, stood an elegant silver-haired vampire.

Seeing Gu Xing walking in, his eyes were slightly depressed: "Human? Are you not running away?"

He listened to the movement outside. The blood hunters probably had exited the castle now, but he didn't expect that there was a desperate person here who dared to act alone and appeared in front of him swaggeringly.

Gu Xinghui stared at the blood race in front of him, his blood-red pupils, his handsome and profound appearance, gradually coincided with the face in his memory.

Gu Xinghui clenched the long knife in his hand, and his voice carried a strong killing intent: "I'll kill you, and it's not too late to leave."

Giovanni Yunle.

It was this blood clan who killed his relatives, destroyed everything he had, dragged him into the endless abyss, and suffered day and night.

This blood race is his nightmare, if he doesn't kill him, his heart will never be at peace.

Looking at the young man rushing up with a knife, Yun Le's eyes were cold, he shook his head slowly, without any emotional fluctuations: "Overestimate one's abilities."

Gu Xinghui swung the long knife with all his strength, and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Yun Le actually did not hide, and directly fixed the blade with his sharp claws.

Gu Xing recalled that he wanted to pull out the long knife forcefully, but the knife couldn't move an inch. Yun Le's calm and elegant voice sounded next to his ear, with subtle contempt: "Too weak."

The silver-haired vampire was reflected in the pitch-black pupils, and the corners of Gu Xinghui's tightly pursed lips suddenly raised a cold arc: "Really?"

He held the blade with his left hand, and suddenly slashed hard, blood gushed out from the wound, and flung towards Yun Le with his movement.

The strength of the two is indeed very different, but at such a close distance, no matter how fast Yun Le is, he can't avoid the blood.

He frowned, not understanding the intention of Gu Xinghui's move.

But when the blood fell on his body, severe erosion-like pain suddenly came, Yun Le's bloody eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to cover his eroded place.

Gu Xinghui took advantage of him to stop, and immediately backed away.

Looking at Yun Le's pale skin turning black, Gu Xinghui's eyes flashed with disappointment.

He had expected that Yun Le would despise him in the battle, especially when he was restrained, Yun Le would definitely lower his defenses, and taking advantage of this opportunity to attack would undoubtedly be the easiest to succeed.

Unfortunately, his blood did not seriously hurt Yun Le.

Gu Xinghui clenched the long knife in his hand, his expression became serious.

After a while of severe pain, Yun Le looked down at the scorched scars on his body. Although he had wiped off the blood, the scorched wounds were still expanding.

His eyes became more bloody, and he looked at Gu Xinghui with a little more seriousness: "You actually drank holy water?"

(End of this chapter)