Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 12



"Leng Yindong, this name has long since vanished." Leng Yumo said, leading her into an office of more than 300 square meters, "I never thought that after so many years, there are still people looking for him. Leng Yindong is my uncle, but... ..."


Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, no matter what the result was, he still had to accept it.


"But what?"


"He was murdered by the local vampires in Zurich 500 years ago. The worst part is that he was in front of me at the end of his life."


Chuyan didn't believe it. If Leng Yumo was really grandpa's nephew, he should be her cousin. Why did she never meet him 500 years ago?

What's even more suspicious is, how could grandpa die in front of him?Grandpa's martial arts are superb and powerful, if he could be killed, Leng Yumo was only 300 years old at the time, how would he protect himself?


She had many questions in her heart, tangled in her heart, but she didn't say a word.


"Prince Aurus killed him?" Chu Yan squeezed out these words from his teeth.


"No, it was Victor's order. Those who killed my uncle were all highly respected princes in the blood clan."


"Victor?" Chuyan didn't expect to repeat the name in this situation.


Ever since Zhilan, her biological mother sucked her blood, nothing is impossible in this world. Vampires are greedy and deny their relatives, and their grandfather is a man of great prestige in the crowd. A thorn in the flesh.


"What is your relationship with Leng Yindong?"


Chu Yan still did not answer his question, "Do you know the exact location of Leng's mansion?"


"That's where the coffee shop and the antique shop are." Leng Yumo didn't understand why she had to hide her identity. He sat on the high-backed chair inside the circular table, and looked at her lazily again, "Who the hell are you?" ?”


He had never seen a woman who could remain so calm in front of him, so calm that there was no movement in her eyes.He had to wonder whether he had overestimated his charm, or maybe the eyes that looked at her were not hot enough.


"I just want to find the basement where the house used to be."


"Don't dream, there are sewers, natural gas pipelines, and water pipes underground. Miss, don't you know that you are living in a modern society?"


Chu Yan asked aggressively, "Why did you give the waiter a business card? You must know the location of the basement, or do you want to get something?"


"The heart of a villain!" Leng Yumo raised her eyebrows and scolded coldly, "I just want to take the opportunity to find my uncle's family. He has a wife named Leng Peixueyao. It should be...not you, you seem to have just grown up look."


Chuyan didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.


"Ava, stop her!" Leng Yumo leaned back in her chair, gracefully took a sip from her coffee cup, and ordered in a low voice, "I must live."


The door was pushed open by Kuang Leng, Chu Yan had already swung the soul-locking sword in his hand, and it was on Ava's neck.


The sterling silver blade hissed and burned Ava's skin, she howled in pain, her fangs burst out, her eyes were bright red, but she didn't dare to make another move.


Chuyan's speed is more than three times faster than that of a vampire, and Ava didn't even see how she made the sword just now.


(End of this chapter)