Baby, let me suck blood!

The sanctuary of the blood race is actually not as decadent as the border shows.Gothic buildings are everywhere, and the pointed towers are so high that you have to look up to see the whole picture. Most of the arches below are carved with patterned totems that Chen Yixuan can't understand, complicated and mysterious, gorgeous and vicissitudes.

Most of the buildings that catch the eye are gray. In some places, the corridors on the top of the door are painted with dark red and black dyes that taste like bloody redemption. The narrow streets paved with bluestone bricks wind and spread until they reach the line of sight. At the end, the street is empty and desolate. There are no people in the residential buildings on both sides of the street or in the market that should have been crowded with vendors. The cold wind blows dead branches and leaves mixed with moisture, bringing The faint smell of blood, blowing on the face, made the surroundings even more terrifying...

Everything is covered under a heavy mist, the gray tone makes all matter lose the color of life.

Chen Yixuan was no longer cold after bringing Abela with him.It's just that at this moment, being held by Ai Luo and walking straight along the narrow street, the increasingly thick and gloomy moisture of the scenery in his eyes made him clenched his lips tightly...

He can't forget the scene when Kadlan and Christina died, just like he can't forget the little things when they were together. He remembers that when they met for the first time, Kadlan told him not to be afraid, and Christina laughed and scolded him for not being a gentleman. .

The others, he thought, could not forget either.Just like Ai Luo, holding his hand tightly all the time, the strength seemed to crush his bones...

He was in a little pain, but he was unwilling to make a sound to remind the man who was holding him to relax.It seems that through such physical contact and mutual clenching, they can comfort each other to a certain extent and make each other calmer...

Until they come to the end of that road.

Further down is a river.As if a sharp sword had cut the ground from the middle, above the river, the gullies on both sides were steep and almost vertical, and under the high gullies, the sound of the tumbling water of the fast-flowing river sounded like it was trying to swallow people in. As menacing.

At the other end of the land cut off from the middle, there is a majestic bunker built on the cliff.Different from the groups of Gothic buildings in front, this is a typical Romanesque architectural complex.The celadon on the walls stained with traces of time is thick and solemn, and the wide and thick walls firmly drag the barrel vault up.I can't even tell whether there is glass or not on the arched windows, I just feel that looking in there, the inside is pitch black, like some kind of beast that is dormant and ready to eat people.

Connecting the two banks of the river is a long suspension bridge, with long, worn-out flags planted on the hanging baskets, which make hunting sounds when blown against the wind.The suspension bridge is made of wood, Chen Yixuan looked at the broken planks without any doubt that it might break suddenly when people walked to the middle, throwing those who want to cross the bridge to feed the river fish...

Of course, he didn't know if there were really fish in the dirty blue river in the blood race world.

The end of the bridge is directly connected to the main entrance of the Romanesque buildings.

It was a double door painted with dark red dye.Standing on the opposite side, Chen Yixuan raised his head and looked around. The door could only accommodate two people walking side by side at most, but it was at least as tall as five people!A quarter of the top of the gate began to have a black circular totem with complicated and simple lines, but I really couldn't understand what was painted on it.I can't even find the abstract meaning I want to express.

Facing such a group of buildings, I just feel that everything seems to be very small in front of it.

Humble and vulnerable.

──This is the United Presbyterian Church of the Seven Clans of the Sanguinary Party.

Everyone stopped at the bridgehead.

Except for the three people at the front of the line, everyone else became polite and solemn.

As for those three people, Ai Luo still looked calm, Chen Yixuan looked at the magnificent and beautiful building in front of him, admired with curiosity and vague vigilance, while Morrie simply snorted coldly, turned his head away, and did not look directly at the building of the Presbyterian Church glance.

Ai Luo saw Morrie's expression in his eyes and felt a little strange, but he didn't ask why.

He just saluted Mori very preciously, and handed the hand leading Chen Yixuan to Mori's hand, "The Council of Elders stipulates that people below the rank of knighthood are not allowed to enter. During the time I go in, I will trouble you." You took care of Yi."

Mori was obviously not very happy at the moment, pulled Chen Yixuan and gave His Excellency a hard look, "My young master, I will naturally protect him to the death, and I don't need your orders! Fragrant. Xianggou. Buying. Collection"

The old man who had been indifferent and calm since his appearance suddenly made Master Ai Luo touch the ashes on the nose with such a direct and very unpleasant tone... Suddenly, the heavy atmosphere around here has some subtle changes...

Ai Luo smiled indifferently, and nodded to his subordinates who were obviously not worried about him going in alone, "They are all waiting for me here. Don't worry, it is our territory anyway, and nothing big will happen."

However, recently, it seems that the hour hand of luck has gone to the back of the moon. Whatever he says, he always sings against him, and his luck is a mess.

Master Fanzhuo said that nothing major will happen.

But by chance, a big event happened.

If it gets out, it is enough to cause the society of the blood clan to be in turmoil, and the alliance between the clan and the party will fall apart!

The six elders of the Sanguine Secret Party Presbyterian Church were all crucified to death on six tall beams in the hall of the Central Conference Room of the Presbyterian House in the same posture as a sacrifice!

Large swathes of dark purple blood dried up on the gray beams and pillars. The stench was disgusting, and the scene before us was shocking.

Even Prince Fanzhuo, who had seen the storm, suddenly couldn't stand upright when he saw the scene, and staggered back a step! ...

Killed six elders at the same time...?

What the hell is going on... This kind of thing... No one in the blood clan can do it!

It's really...a terrifying power!