The master of flower heart is very innocent

The Playboy Is Pure - Chapter 448 The clone was killed

The holy knife flew out from the bowstring, tore through the air, and shot at the old witch of the mountain god in an instant.

The old hag didn't notice Fan Helsing's actions just now, and by the time she realized something was wrong, it was already too late.The holy knife appeared in front of her with unparalleled aura, as if it wanted to tear him apart.

The old witch's complexion changed drastically, and she slapped down with her palm, wanting to slap the holy knife away.

puff!

The power of the holy knife was too strong, the old witch slapped it out, not only failed to stop the holy knife, but was cut off by it at the wrist, the knife continued unabated, and pierced straight through the old witch's chest.

"No!"

Shen Mo was shocked when he saw this, he had already reminded Fan Haixin not to hurt the old hag's body, what is he going to do? !

A strange green light burst out from the old hag's wound, and in an instant, her entire body burst apart.Although the Yaozu are not dark creatures, they are also not immune to the sacred aura on the holy knife.

What's more, Van Helsing hit her vitals precisely.

Seeing that the old witch was killed by the holy knife, and Jiang Qiushui's body was also destroyed, Shen Mo was so angry that he turned around and grabbed Fan Haixin, staring at him coldly, full of murderous intent: "Why?! Didn't I tell you You, are you not allowed to hurt her body?!"

"Let him go!" Before Fan Helsing could answer, Madame Bovary at the side gave a cold shout and rushed towards Shen Mo.

Shen Mo snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped it out, the real power in his body was endless, and the huge force forced Madame Bovary to retreat.

"Shen Mo, listen to my explanation." Fan Helsing was strangled, his face flushed, he coughed a few times and hurriedly explained: "She won't die, because this is not her body at all."

"It's not her body, what do you mean?" Shen Mo frowned and asked doubtfully, but he still didn't let go of Fan Haixin.

If Jiang Qiushui was really killed, he would never let him go.

"I can feel the aura released from her body. This is not her. There is a strong dark aura on this body. You can go and check it out." Fan Helsing said, he has never seen Shen Mo's strength, and now Shen Mo raised his hand almost with one hand. Feeling his powerful strength, Fan Haixin knew that he had underestimated Shen Mo.

This young man from Huaxia has a mysterious aura about him, which is hard to guess and touch.

Shen Mo felt that Fan Haixin didn't seem to be lying, so he let go of him, and then walked to the dead old hag, and looked carefully.

Calm down, Shen Mo also thought of something, with the strength of the old hag, even if Fan Haixin's blow was very powerful, he shouldn't die so easily.

"Huh?" After carefully inspecting the old witch's body, Shen Mo found that this body did not belong to Jiang Qiushui at all.

With dark skin and thick hair, although the figure is human-like, it is somewhat different from human beings.Isn't this really the body of the old hag?

Fan Haixin walked up to Shen Mo, knelt down and checked it: "This is an evil spirit, a rare dark creature, definitely not the woman you are looking for."

Shen Mo frowned tightly: "Isn't this really the old witch's body? But just now, the old witch's strength is very strong. If she can have many clones like this, it would be too scary, right?"

"I don't know about that." Fan Helsing waved his hands helplessly: "Huaxia is as mysterious to me as you are, and I haven't seen you through until now."

Shen Mo raised his head and looked around with his spiritual sense, but found nothing.Stopping Van Helsing's words, he had believed him.It seems that the old witch has a lot of tricks, and she can almost make them suffer a big loss without doing it herself.

At the same time, Shen Mo also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Jiang Qiushui is at least fine now.

Casting an apologetic look at Fan Haixin, Shen Mo knew that he was too impatient just now and misunderstood Fan Haixin.Van Helsing smiled casually, didn't care, stood up, and walked towards Madame Bovary.

"Sophie, come with me." Coming to Madam Bovary, looking at this beautiful woman, Van Helsing almost pleaded.

Mrs. Bovary stared at Fan Helsing with a complicated look in her eyes. After a long time, she shook her head resolutely: "Sophie is dead, and now Prince Bovary is alive."

"You are not dead, you are Sophie!" Fan Helsing said solemnly.

Madame Bovary's eyes showed attachment, and she reached out her hand to touch Van Helsing's face.

But when she was about to touch him, she paused, then retracted her hand like lightning, and turned around: "Don't look for me in the future, I'm no longer Sophie, I'm sorry."

After speaking, she unfolded her figure and was about to leave.

"Wait." Seeing that she was about to leave, Shen Mo suddenly remembered something and called her to stop.

Madame Bovary hesitated for a moment, stopped, and looked at the mysterious oriental man: "What do you want?"

Shen Mo nodded: "I want to make a deal with you."

Seeing that Fan Haixin was about to speak, Shen Mo raised his hand to stop him: "I have no malice towards the blood race, on the contrary, I have a common enemy with you, and I think we can cooperate very well."

"Oh?" When talking to Shen Mo, Madam Bovary returned to her previous appearance, with a faint sneer on the corner of her mouth: "How do you want to cooperate?"

"I want the inheritance seeds of the blood race." Shen Mo said bluntly: "You must also know that that woman came for the inheritance seeds."

Madame Bovary's eyes were shining brightly, she glanced at Shen Mo, and then laughed loudly: "This is impossible, do you know the importance of inheriting seeds to the blood race? How can I be sure that you and that Chinese woman Not in the same group?"

"I just borrowed it, and when I get rid of that woman, I'll return it." Shen Mo looked calm, not in a hurry.

"Impossible." Madam Bovary categorically refused: "The inheritance seed is the supreme treasure of my blood race. How could it be given to an outsider? We will deal with that woman by ourselves. The blood race doesn't need your help."

After speaking, Madame Bovary turned around and wanted to leave again.

Shen Mo looked at her back, not discouraged, and sneered: "Since you don't cooperate with me, don't blame me for being rude. I must get the inheritance seed. If I can't cooperate with you, then I will just I can come hard."

Madame Bovary stopped again.

Turning around slowly, her expression became gloomy and cold: "Are you threatening me?"

Shen Mo shrugged: "I'm telling the truth. I have to use the inheritance seed to attract that old witch to come to me. If you don't give it, then I can only come to ask for it like the old witch."

Shen Mo is not a threat at all, he really intends to do so.

He was worried about letting the vampires deal with the old witch, not because he was worried that the vampires would not be able to deal with the old witch. Shen Mo didn't have the slightest liking for these vampires. When they fought the old witch, it was dog eat dog.

It's just that the blood clan is not a small force after all. If it can keep pace with the alliance guild, and still exist after spending thousands of years with the Holy See, the blood clan must also have a strong existence.

If the old witch was killed by the blood clan, Shen Mo would be happy, but what Shen Mo was afraid of was that Jiang Qiushui's body would be hurt by them.

Eyes met, no one was willing to give in, Shen Mo waited for Madame Bovary's reply.

If you agree, you will cooperate; if you disagree, you will be an enemy.

Madame Bovary pondered for a long time, and after three or four minutes, she suddenly smiled coquettishly, and raised her hand to throw a wooden box to Shen Mo: "Although I have a lot of worries, I still decide to believe You once, well, I agree."

She had already felt Shen Mo's strength just now, even if he is not as good as that old hag, this young man is definitely not an easy person to deal with.It must be an existence comparable to a prince, and even I am not sure that I can beat him.

Such an enemy, one is already a headache, if there is another one, the blood race will be in big trouble.

You must know that he has just learned some news in the past few days. The saint of the Holy See has started to practice faith. When she comes out of the retreat, she will become another powerful existence.

Every generation of saintesses will be born to experience after the test of faith, and every time a saintess experiences, countless powerful existences in the dark world will be annihilated.This is not good news for the vampires.

"However, I can't fully assure you. This is just my attitude. What is the attitude of the blood race? I have to go back and report to the elders. This inheritance seed will be handed over to you for safekeeping. If you don't mind, I hope you can follow me." I'll go back to Naples." Since she couldn't refuse, Madame Bovary could only show her sincerity.

Shen Mo took the wooden box, opened the box, and saw a black seed quietly placed inside. He said it was a seed, and the spell flowed on it, releasing a powerful curse force.

Shen Mo had endured the curse of the ancient Wumen sky, and he is most familiar with the power of the curse.

Unexpectedly, this is the treasure of the blood clan.

If this inheritance seed is really refined from the blood essence of Cain, the ancestor of the first generation of blood clan, how powerful is the power of curse on Cain?

Hard to imagine.

"Okay." Shen Mo put away the box, looked up at Madame Bovary, and nodded.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out when you arrive in Naples?" Shen Mo's straightforwardness surprised Madam Bovary a little.Is this young man not worried at all?

With a faint smile, Shen Mo shook his head slightly: "It seems that you still don't know enough about the mysterious Huaxia, I don't mind if you do this, if you dare."

Madam Bovary glanced at Shen Mo for a few times. Although she was suspicious of where Shen Mo's strong self-confidence came from, she did not completely ignore his threat.

Every prince of the blood clan has cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years to reach his current strength, but the young man in Huaxia in front of him has such terrifying strength at such a young age, which has to make her afraid.

"I'll go too." Van Helsing stood up, "I haven't returned your favor yet, let me take you to Naples."

"Then I'll trouble you." Shen Mo nodded, and did not refuse, one more person would provide more security, besides, Fan Helsing has a very close relationship with Madam Bovary, maybe it will bring him a lot of help at that time .

"You are not allowed to go!" But no sooner had he promised than Madame Bovary screamed.