Chapter 1001: Strategy for Vampire Hunters

Mingshu smiled easily again, but his smile was cold, "Do you think other men are qualified to get Fengguang pregnant?"

This is very arrogant.

Mo Feng retracted the gossip that almost ran away, and brought the topic back to the topic, "I wonder if Mr. Mingzhu can agree to the two conditions I just mentioned? As long as you can agree to these two conditions, I think The Hunter Association, like our Senate, will not make things difficult for you."

"Making trouble for me?" Mingxuan Youyou smiled and said, "The dean doesn't know yet that the Hunter Association has been disbanded."

Mo Feng's expression changed, "What did you say?"

"Everyone in the association is almost dead, so the association will naturally disband."

"This is impossible!"

"What's impossible? Things that have been used should naturally be cleaned up." Ming Shu raised his lips, "Just like the Senate."

As his voice fell softly, there was suddenly the sound of blood bursting out of the human body.

Blood scattered in the air like fireworks, and a drop of blood fell on Mo Feng's face. The old man raised his hand and touched the cold liquid on his face. He sat stiffly on the chair and did not move for a long time.

There was only a diffuse blood in his wide eyes.

Mingzhu leaned back slightly and leaned on the back of the chair. He crossed his hands on his lower abdomen and said lazily and gracefully: "Do you still like this performance?"

"This is... this is Yan Luo's talent..." Mo Feng is worthy of being Mo Feng. Even though he saw with his own eyes that his colleagues who had been with him for hundreds of years died in an instant because their blood exploded out of their bodies, In this room that smelled of blood, he could actually force himself to calm down.

Or maybe he had an intuition that from the moment this man walked in, he couldn't escape.

Mingzhu kindly corrected him, "Manipulating blood is not Yan Luo's talent. To be precise, it is the talent I gave her."

"What...what do you mean?"

"Mo Feng, don't you have eyes that can see through everything? Today I allow you to peek into my past."

Mo Feng stared at Ming Shui's eyes, which strangely turned green again. He felt panic in his heart, because at this time he did not actively use his talent, but his ability was out of his control, and soon, What he saw next from Ming Shui's eyes only made him feel even more horrified.

Three hundred years ago, during the baptismal massacre, he took out a black death scythe... More than ten years later, he came to Osiris with his well-known identity.

Six hundred years ago, he successfully used the form of Osiris to seduce Yan Luo, who was still a young girl at the time. Yan Luo assassinated countless pure bloods for this purpose, but one day he used his identity as a vampire hunter. To bring her to justice, at that time, his name was Wenxian.

Nine hundred years ago, after the great Osiris destroyed himself at the tomb of Tobias, a man was born in the darkness. He had the appearance of Osiris, but also half the soul of Tobias. He was Osiris and A combination of Tobia's blood, because the black dividing line on his body is the best proof. At that time, he did not have a name.

Being exposed to the rapid torrent of time is an extremely draining thing, let alone such a huge time span.

Mo Feng's body couldn't help but withdraw from the historical image. He coughed violently while covering his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he found that he was blind.