The 2098th Chapter Blood Clan Elders

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"I have something I wanted to ask just now. Is this blood vessel in your wrist a rare ability to be bright and dark?" the old butler in the tuxedo said to Lu Kun.

Lu Kun looked the same, and found that the red blood vessels in his arm had dimmed inexplicably!

His face changed immediately, and he stared at the undulating mountains to the north in amazement.

"What kind of daring thing is it!!" Lu Kun was furious, and his pupils were full of furious bloodshots.

He was like an elegant middle-aged entrepreneur just now, but he turned blood red all of a sudden, as if something terrifying was about to tear open his skin and rush out!

The old butler in the tuxedo was startled.

He had seen it for a while, but he just hadn't had a chance to ask.

"Someone touched my fruit!!!" Lu Kun's face was even more hideous, and his face even seemed to be covered with several layers.

Suddenly, several completely different faces showed anger, hatred, and manic emotions.

"The red fruit of the mountain of imprisonment? That's what you nourished for two or three years..." The old butler in the tuxedo didn't dare to say more, but speculated, "Could it be a hunter??"

"No matter who he is, I will make him regret living in this world!"

"Is it finally time to start, my master." The old butler in the tuxedo licked his lips, looking extremely wretched and cruel.

"You go and keep him for me first, I'll be there soon," said Lu Kun.

"Okay, in order to make up some strength, don't mind if I do something out of bounds?" said the old butler in the tuxedo.

Lu Kun acquiesced.

The eyes of the old butler in the tuxedo immediately flashed with excitement.

Finally, we can get blood unscrupulously!

Even if there is a hunter eyeing, there is an existence like Lu Kun, the hunter is equal to seeking death.

"Huhuhuhu~~~~~~~~~"

A black and red cloak appeared behind the old butler in the tuxedo like magic, and then the cloak was elegantly divided into two...

The spine of the old butler in the tuxedo began to burst out, and a thick and strong spine could be seen breaking through his body and clothes, and connecting with the black and red cloak that was split in two.

Like an umbrella brace, this bone suddenly opened up a pair of fleshy wings!

This fleshy wing was completely grown temporarily, and even the blood and pulp still adhered to it, like a silkworm chrysalis turning into a queen under a quick lens, with a bit of madness and primitiveness!

The old butler in the tuxedo flew into the air, and did not forget to say to Lu Kun on the ground: "Maybe, you are here, I have already solved the little thief."

After speaking, the black and red fleshy wings were continuously flapping, with a strong sense of flexibility. After several large vibrations, his figure was already like a mysterious and dangerous bat in the night, and the moonlight revealed an evil horror. .

...

In the small town of LOHAS, I don't know when the clear night sky began to have a thin misty gauze, and the moonlight was so hazy that it was difficult for even the street lamps to illuminate the road.

There are no pedestrians on several large streets. The residential buildings and resettlement houses in this spot are all sleeping. Except for the factories on the other side of the prison that will continue to operate as usual, it is difficult to see the presence of people.

Mo Fan didn't plan to stay here for a long time, but when he smelled a strange smell in the air, he knew that something was approaching.

Go down the street.

Mo Fan saw an old man walking towards him.

He was wearing a delicate tuxedo, but he was covered with a black and red leather coat, and the street lamp was on top of his head, but he couldn't illuminate his shadow.

"Mo Fan, pay attention to the fog." Lingling said to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan looked at it and found that there were strands of red wool-like air threads, looming. One end was under the nose of the old man in the tuxedo, and the other end seemed to come from the surrounding buildings.

"Mo Fan, balcony." Lingling hurriedly pointed to those residential buildings.

On the balcony, on the window, and on the rooftop, the residents who had fallen asleep early didn't know when to get up. They clearly closed their eyes and looked like they were asleep, but they stood up straight like that.

That red air thread gushed out from their five holes.

Soon there were more and more such red air threads in the mist, and the old man in the tuxedo standing at the gathering point of these air threads seemed to be plugged into thousands of catheters, greedily sucking the crowd of collective sleepwalkers.

Mo Fan looked at the old man in the tuxedo in surprise.

Apparently he is a blood clan.

But the vampires in Mo Fan's cognition are all stealing chickens and dogs in the dark alleys, or climbing into other people's windows with confusing dreams.

The reason why there are many vampires in the Demon City, and the major hunters will not kill them, is because these vampires are no longer so brutal. They suck blood and don't kill.

And considering the nutrition of the blood donors, they will never suck the blood of the same person within a month.

But like the old man in the tuxedo in front of him, he is so powerful that he can't use his teeth. One stop in the town can make everyone in the town sleepwalking, inhaling the blood of several blocks and thousands of people at the same time... …

"The elder of the blood clan." Lingling said.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's the group that has lived for more than a thousand years, the closest to the first generation of blood clan... Most of them are in the same series as Bora." Lingling added.

"Oh, those people will be fine, right?" Mo Fan worried.

"Not in a short time, but if he keeps sucking like this, everyone will lose blood and die. He is using these fresh blood energy to improve his strength, and quickly solve him, otherwise he will become stronger and stronger." Lingling said.

Mo Fan nodded.

"Jie Jie~~" The laughter of the old butler in the tuxedo was unique and terrifying. He stared at Mo Fan and sniffed Mo Fan's breath in the air.

"How fresh and vigorous blood, such a young and powerful bloodline like you should be a special collection in my blood wine cellar. As for these mortals, the dross is unbearable. I don't understand that those young people are obviously drinking urine, but they still have a heart to hide from Tibet?" The old butler in the tuxedo said slowly to Mo Fan.

"I am the Duke of Sion, born in AD 1029, died..."

Duke Sion's self-introduction hasn't ended yet, and Mo Fan didn't know when he rushed to him!

With the collision of the thunder chariot, the electric light flew, and the street crackled, and Duke Sion flew directly to the abandoned parking lot, smashing several rusty trucks in a row.

The parts flew around, and the wires came into contact with the air from time to time, causing a series of violent sparks.

Duke Sion was furious, he got up from the abandoned car, and took a heavy breath of blood.

It's weird to say, even if he was rushed out by Mo Fan, the air threads from the residents still led to his nostrils.

"You don't even know whose hands you died in, don't you think it's a kind of sadness and shame!!" Duke Sion shouted furiously! !