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The young man laughed softly at this moment, and the laughter drifted over with the mountain wind, reaching the old man's ears, "Patriarch Toyotomi, what do you think of these blood races?"

Just as the old man was about to speak, he coughed desperately. It seemed that he was about to cough up his lungs. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and after a long time he let out a loud laugh, "Very good, not bad, really... A very powerful creature, the dark energy flowing from their bodies is simply a gift from the Demon God, Tokugawa, where did you meet these interesting friends, well, there is no doubt that their power can help us."

The young man smiled slightly, "One of them was injured when they attacked the base camp of Fenglei, Shuihuomu, and my ninja happened to pass by to save him. The Oda family really committed a crime hundreds of years ago, and there are still vampires here now. Finding revenge on them is really a great opportunity that God has given us."

In the room, Edward and their conversations were clearly heard by the two of them at this moment.The old man chuckled, "I don't know if they had any hatred before. Anyway, that kid Oda sent a group of ninjas to smuggle to England half a year ago, but none of them came back. Most likely he was killed by blood clans in Europe. This guy Oda has no brains. It’s bad, and he even took the initiative to provoke these dark creatures, hehe, but the power of these dark creatures has also degraded. They used to be powerful creatures that almost destroyed Japan. Now, the most powerful prince among them is unexpectedly Oda was wounded."

The young man laughed and said, "The three princes add up, killing Oda Nobuaki is not a problem, we just need them to solve Oda Nobuaki, it's better...hehe, they can die together, so we don't have to worry about the future That's it. We just need to know these things, those ninjas who are loyal to us, there is no need to tell them, let them perform to their heart's content, so that it looks more real."

The old man laughed appreciatively, "Yeah, otherwise these vampires will turn their heads to eat us. They seem to have a great interest in the blood of our ninjas. Those ninjas who died in the wind, thunder, water, fire and wood last time, they All the blood was sucked dry. Oh, Tokugawa, your subordinate Koichiro seems to have talked too much, and he told him about the knife."

The young man lightly flicked a speck of dust off his clothes, "What does it matter? What do those vampires know? They are only interested in human blood. As for our real purpose of attacking the Oda family, they don't care about it. Patriarch Toyotomi , mentioning those two knives, if this move is successful..."

The old man interrupted his words in a deep voice, "Of course we are in charge together. Your fear, my sorrow, the Soul Eater in Oda Nobuaki's hand, and the resentment in his son's body, the Muramasa Four Demon Swords are here. We have collected all the hands, and then we will start together..."

The young man interrupted the other party eagerly, "Is the power in that seal enough to make us, the two of us... gods?"

The old man nodded, "Of course, believe me, the divine power of Amaterasu is endless, not to mention two people, even a hundred people can infinitely improve their power, of course, we can't create so many people" God "come out, otherwise the world will be in chaos."

The young man seemed convinced, and nodded silently. The two immediately looked at each other and smiled. With a gust of cold wind blowing by, the two groups of people disappeared in the darkness.

The ninjas of the Fuma clan obviously did a lot of homework on creatures like vampires. Edward and the others were placed in a wide, warm, comfortable and dark enough basement. There were even more than 200 gorgeous marble coffins inside. , a cork inner coffin, covered with a soft mattress, but Koichiro Fuma did not expect so many blood races to come, and those relatively low-level blood races could only temporarily hang upside down on the ceiling, and the space in the basement was just enough to accommodate shrinking They become bats.

The room of the three princes is a large independent space, and the coffins they sleep in are even more gorgeous, and the outside is covered with real gold.

As soon as the three of them entered the room, Edward waved his hand, and a wave of blood energy sealed the whole space. He hummed and sneered, "These Japanese are quite likable guys. If they weren't so cunning, maybe we really We can accept them and become our allies."

Gusta shrugged his shoulders, "Those guys who are hiding outside and eavesdropping think they hide their aura well, but they are still too weak after all, the energy shield is like a blister, and the aura on their bodies Same, we are with those ninjas, but why hide and eavesdrop? Have they discovered our true thoughts?"

Edward unceremoniously grabbed a glass of red wine on the table and took a sip, grinning grimly, "Who knows, human beings are inherently cunning, but do they really think that we will fight that Patriarch to our death? What an idiot, when the time comes, we will just suck the blood of those ninjas running around and increase our strength. The Patriarch asked them to deal with it. When they wear down the other side, we will go up again. That guy's The life energy contained in the blood must be more. If they don't fight, we see that the situation is not good, so we just run away. The black knife gave me a very bad feeling, very bad, I I don’t want to try it again in my life.”

The three of them thought it was a good idea, and shrugged their shoulders and laughed sinisterly. They had been with Lin Chen for so long, and they had already been infected by Lin Chen without knowing it. Dear friend, it has always been reflected in Lin Chen.

Samant walked around the golden coffin, pursed his lips and smiled, "Anyway, let's enjoy it now, such a soft bed, and those sweet virgin blood, there is no other place, at least It’s much more comfortable than staying in Huaguo.”

The three old ghosts jumped into the coffin with smiles on their faces, said good night to each other, and closed the coffin lid.

After the rain, the sky cleared, a big emerald green mountain was dazzlingly green under the sunlight, the raindrops on the trees gently hit the path between the mountains, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soil.

There was a melodious folk song in the distance, but it was a young man who went up the mountain to collect herbs, and walked briskly along the path with a bamboo basket on his back. The young man had dark skin, a simple and kind face, and a colorful body. Small gowns look like the costumes of a certain ethnic minority. In this world, only these mountain people who live deep in the mountains still maintain a simple heart.

The boy sang folk songs loudly without restraint. This mountain is his paradise, and it is also like his mother, feeding him.

At this time, the boy suddenly stopped, and the folk song also stopped. Under a big tree in the distance, there was a snow-white thing lying in the grass, which seemed to be a person.