son-in-law of blood

Chapter 191 Let him live in my bedroom!

Hellen stood not far away and watched the two sisters whispering, and could vaguely hear the words "Hellen" and "Father King".

Presumably they were discussing something about their door-to-door marriage proposal.

Speaking of which, Hellen would also like to thank Hepburn's younger sister. If it weren't for her, Hepburn would not have left the blood clan to complete the mission of the elders' meeting, and he would have no chance to meet her.

In this way, Hera is still a matchmaker between the two.

It didn't take long for the two sisters to speak, and there was another roar in the air. A blood-red light appeared on the ground where Hera and the others landed, and the image of a huge blood bat rose slowly, covering a circle. shaped beach.

"The space channel is open, let's go!"

Hepburn took a few steps forward, held Hellen's hand under Hera's reluctant eyes, and said softly.

Helen smiled slightly, and called his soldiers not far away, and stood in the area covered by the light curtain.

Standing under the light curtain, a scorching feeling came from outside the skin of the body, and the warm feeling made Xi Lun involuntarily relax his mind.

The light curtain became brighter and brighter, and with a loud bang, several thick beams of light shot directly at the people waiting under the light curtain.

After a while, the light curtain slowly dissipated, and the beach became empty at this time!
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After a moment of weightlessness and dizziness, Helen kept her feet firmly on the ground and slowly opened her eyes.

The scene in front of him made him slightly moved:
The majestic and magnificent castle group is like a fierce beast that chooses to devour people, lying there silently, and the bloody sun above the head casts golden-red twilight on this majestic and majestic building group, as if smeared A layer of dark golden paint is as vivid as a fairyland on earth.

The Twilight Saga lives up to its name!
Without giving Heron too much time to sigh, there was a sound of orderly and vigorous steps in the city gate.

Hearing the movement, more than a dozen blood guards under Hera stepped forward in a line with solemn expressions.

Helen waved his hand slightly, and the more than 50 guards behind him also formed a formation, ready to go.

Not long after, two well-groomed guards of honor walked out from the city gate.

The leader was a gray-haired but energetic old man.

"What is he!"

Seeing someone coming, Hepburn exclaimed in a low voice.

Hepburn leaned close to Hellen's ear and whispered:
"This is a supreme elder in our clan. According to his seniority, I have to call him grandpa. I didn't expect him to come out in person today!"

"Is it great?"

Xillen looked at the old man with a faint smile on his face and asked.

Hepburn replied: "The cultivation is second only to my father, and it is the peak cultivation of a saint!"

Helen couldn't help taking a breath, and raised his assessment of the strength of the blood race to another level.

A saint came out casually, this blood empire is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and it deserves to be called the Fourth Empire by the world!
While speaking, the old man had already led the crowd to the front of Hellen and the others.

"Old man, the third elder of the blood clan, Hawthorn Urs, you must be the envoy of the Stewie Empire, Mr. Helen Mebius!"

Helen replied:

"I've seen the three elders, the next one is Helen."

After speaking, he took out an official letter from his pocket and handed it to Hawthorne.

Hawthorne took the official letter, looked at it for a while, and handed it back to Helen, and ordered everyone behind him:

"Playing music, welcome the visit of the envoys of the Steway Empire!"

The melodious music played slowly, and the guards of honor also began to welcome Hellen and others according to the etiquette.

After the cumbersome etiquette, finally began to enter the city.

After a few words of politeness, Hieren followed Hawthorne and many officials of the blood clan to several tall buildings in the city.

Both sides of the road also gathered a lot of blood race people. It was the first time that an official human official visited the blood race. Most of the people of the blood race gathered around to watch the excitement.

The ordinary people who didn't know much about it naturally just came to join in the fun, and those who got some inside information in advance glared at the handsome young man standing on the carriage, with undisguised hostility in their expressions.

There is no other reason. Those who clearly understand the purpose of Xillen and others' mission this time will know that Xillen's trip is not only a routine state visit, but more importantly, he wants to marry the eldest princess of his family.This makes these native blood people who have a little bit of hostility towards human beings, how can they let it go?

Helen didn't care about the hostile eyes of the onlookers.

It is not these ordinary people who have no right to speak that can really determine the success or failure of his trip.

Looking up at Hawthorne who was leading the way ahead, the old man gave him an unusually familiar feeling, as if he had seen him before somewhere.

As if aware of Hellen's gaze, Hawthorn turned his head slightly, smiled gently, and deliberately slowed down his pace.

Hellen's heart trembled, and he quickened his pace and walked side by side with Hawthorne.

"Your Excellency seems to pay special attention to me!" Hawthorne took the initiative to say.

Xi Lun laughed and said, "Just now, I heard Her Royal Highness say that you are a powerful professional who is a saint. I couldn't help feeling admiration, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances."

Hawthorne said meaningfully: "Compared with Your Excellency, what is my cultivation?"

Hearon was a little surprised when he heard this, he didn't understand why Hawthorne was so self-effacing, and he didn't know how to reply, so he could only laugh twice.

Hawthorne's old eyes were fixed on Hellen's reaction, and after realizing that the latter didn't express anything special after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but let out a little surprise from the bottom of his heart.

"I heard that the career you chose to advance is a rare hell poet in the world. I wonder if the rumor is true?" Hawthorne changed the subject.

Hellen was slightly surprised, this peak powerhouse with the cultivation of a saint seems to be paying special attention to his own cultivation.

Without thinking too much, he nodded slightly.

Hawthorne seemed to be interested, and continued to ask:
"How could your Excellency think of suddenly advancing to such a profession? You must know that the profession of hell poet has extremely strict requirements for practitioners!"

Helen smiled slightly and said:
"Thanks to the noble princess, Her Royal Highness!"

Hepburn took the words from the side:

"That's right. I was the one who suggested that he change his job. Why is Third Grandpa so interested in his job suddenly today?"

Hawthorne looked playfully at Hepburn holding Hellen's hand tightly, the beard on his chin trembled a few times, and smiled slightly:

"It's nothing, I just suddenly heard that someone has completed a career that no one has been able to advance to successfully. I'm just curious. Well, the VIP Club is just ahead. Mr. Hellen is resting here today, and tomorrow happens to be the coming-of-age ceremony of Her Highness the Princess. , if you have nothing to do, you can come over to watch the ceremony together!"

Before Hellen could answer, Hepburn took the lead and said:
"No need, Hellen's men live in the front. As for him, he can live in my bedroom."

As soon as these words came out, not only Hawthorne frowned tightly, but also the expressions of all the blood clan officials and nobles accompanying him along the way changed drastically.

The amount of information revealed by Hepburn's words is too great!

(End of this chapter)