After signing for fifty years, I became a vampire boss

After solving this annoying Count Marston, Fang Qingyan returned to the castle and cleaned up the battlefield.

Give a knife to those who are not yet dead.

Kill them all, leave no mouths alive!

On the way back, he cleaned up all the clues.

After making sure that everyone who knew about this matter was physically "sealed", Fang Qingyan returned to Kasteinburg dashingly.

No one knew he did it.

......

The movement caused by Marstonburg was not small.

It alarmed many people in the ancestral land of the blood clan, and strong people constantly flew in on the moonlit night to check the situation.

When they saw the body of Count Marston, and the castle buried in the firelight, everyone was so shocked that they could not speak....

The heir of the Marquis of Bruch was killed by the mysterious man!

This is a high-ranking royal nobleman!

For a while, some people were angry, and some people were happy.

The blood clans, who were not used to the Count of Marston on weekdays, secretly opened red wine to celebrate.

But there were also big forces that immediately launched an investigation.

......

The time flickered to the next day.

Kastanburg.

Fang Qingyan and the few surviving servants had already cleaned up the corpses and the battlefield.

At the moment the garden and house are being renovated.

"Eh, have you heard, last night Count Marston Castle was destroyed."

"I received the news, it is said that there is not a single living mouth left, which is really happy!"

"Old butler Albert has a spirit in heaven and can rest in peace."

"You say, could it be that the mysterious strong man who saved us yesterday did it?"

......

Fang Qingyan's ears moved, stopped the tools in his hand, turned back to them, and said, "Shut up, don't mention this matter again, if you don't want to get into trouble, you shouldn't know what to do." "

"Why?" Some people are puzzled.

Fang Qingyan said seriously: "You think, Marston's guards were destroyed by a mysterious powerhouse in our place, and then Count Marston's castle was washed in blood. If outsiders know, we in Kasteinburg must be the number one suspect, do you want to be found again? "

When several servants heard this, they all immediately snorted, their faces turned pale, and their eyes were afraid.

I remembered the scene yesterday when I was chased and cut by the Marston Guards.

For a while, they all nodded like chickens pecking rice——

"Okay, okay, none of us are allowed to say it."

"We can't reveal a word about that mysterious powerhouse saving us!"

"When Lord Count returns, let him decide, until then, I don't want to get involved in any more trouble."

"Edward is so smart!"

......

Fang Qingyan's expression was calm, and he continued the work at hand.

Kasteinburg's guards, servants, servants, and butlers originally numbered about two dozen, but now there were only two or three kittens left.

Albert's old butler was gone, and no one was in charge of many affairs in the castle, and no one assigned them work.

Everyone didn't know what to do, and everyone was worried.

Fang Qingyan was quite calm.

After cleaning the garden and study, as usual, he very skillfully touched the bedroom of Count Kastein, lifted the lid of the coffin and lay down.

Tear and pull -

Fang Qingyan took out a bag of human blood, tore open the seal, and drank it with a grunt.

After filling his stomach, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, and the vast power of qi and blood in his body slowly moved.

He began his practice.

......

Time flies.

As soon as the clock passed, three months passed.

After reaching the Count realm, the speed of qi and blood improvement suddenly slowed down.

Fang Qingyan meditated and cultivated day after day, repeatedly condensing the power of qi and blood.

It took three months to barely go from the beginning of the count to the peak of the count.

If it weren't for the fact that he could get sperm blood by checking in occasionally, it would take seven or eight years.

Click-

The lid of the coffin is lifted.

Fang Qingyan sat up with her upper body.

After checking his physical condition, a smile appeared on his face.

"Finally raised the qi and blood to the peak of the count, and there is no need to cultivate for a long time in the future."

In his body at this moment, the power of qi and blood was incomparably surging, and under his fair skin was lurking destructive power.

It won't be of any use to practice any longer.

The strength of vampires has improved, and meditation cultivation can only polish the power of qi and blood, and achieve quantitative changes from the beginning of the realm to the peak.

However, if you want to achieve a "qualitative change" in the great realm to break through this life level, you can only rely on the essence blood of the high-level blood race.

Fang Qingyan glanced at his backpack.

Six drops of Marquis Essence Blood had already accumulated in it.

But it's not enough, his foundation is too solid, if he wants to break through to the marquis, he needs at least twenty drops of marquis essence blood!

"It would be nice if there was Duke Essence Blood, one drop of Duke Essence Blood would be enough for me to break through."

Fang Qingyan thought in his heart.

But then he shook his head.

There are only a few duke-level old monsters in the entire blood clan, and they have all been closed for thousands of years.

"Let's check in honestly."

......

A few more weeks passed.

On this day, Fang Qingyan finished cleaning the garden as usual.

Then I heard a surprising news.

The army of the kingdom of Nikara defeated the city of Mai, and the orcs of Azeroth once again occupied the Draenor Mountains.

The orc army drove straight in, killed the territory of the blood tribe, destroyed the city, and conquered thirty-five cities in one night.

The coffin board of the ancestor of the blood tribe was directly not suppressed!

Duke Vlad, who had been in seclusion for fourteen hundred years, crawled out of the coffin and turned the tide, which allowed the orc army to stop the pace of the attack...

But the orc army of Azeroth still did not retreat, and the next round of attacks was still brewing.

Simply put, the Blood Clan has never done fierce orcs.

The kingdom of Nikara suffered defeat!

For a time, the sky above the city of Lemia was filled with sluggish clouds, and even the moonlight seemed to be much dimmer.

......

A few more days later.

Count Kastanin returned from the front.

Lord Count was pushed back in a wheelchair....