After signing in for fifty years, I became the leader of the vampire clan

The vampire's face was full of bright smiles, and he waved goodbye to him enthusiastically, "I will have someone make the coffin you ordered overnight and deliver it to your house before 4 o'clock tomorrow afternoon!"

Fang Qingyan left without looking back, and soon disappeared from the man's sight.

The smile on the vampire's face slowly disappeared, and he looked thoughtfully at the direction where Fang Qingyan left, muttering to himself:

"Count Carstein's people? Well, for the sake of the count, I'll let you go."

In the black market, it is not uncommon for black to eat black.

Just now, Fang Qingyan took out three pieces of body materials of noble blood at once, which means that it is very likely that three nobles were killed!

But the man in the trading house didn't ask any more questions and bought them directly, without any fear of getting into trouble.

It can be seen that this guy is also a ruthless person with a background!

...

Walking on the street.

Fang Qingyan touched the bulging money bag on his waist, and he couldn't help but smile.

A baron's claw and two viscount's fangs were sold at a high price of thirty gold coins!

With his current salary of three silver coins per month as a servant in the castle, he would have to work hard for a hundred years to earn so much money.

This shows how high the value of high-level vampires is.

Fang Qingyan spent a huge sum of two gold coins to tailor a coffin for himself and asked them to deliver it directly to Castan Castle.

He was not afraid of letting the old steward know about this.

After all, "corpse coffins" are very common in the ancestral land. For vampires, they are just beds for sleeping. Many civilian-level vampires have also ordered them at home, which is not uncommon.

Anyway, they look similar in appearance. Unless you lie in it to experience it, you don't know whether it is a "wooden bed" worth two silver coins or a Simmons mattress worth two gold coins.

"This place is full of good and bad people. If you stay for a long time, you may be targeted by others. It's better to leave quickly."

Thinking of this in his heart, Fang Qingyan quickened his pace and left the black market in a short time.

The purpose of his trip has been achieved.

With the artifact of the Corpse Raising Coffin and the help of the Secret Art of Blood Clan's Soul Raising and Blood Refining, Fang Qingyan is confident that he can awaken his superpowers within three days and break through to the baron rank!

...

He is not interested in the prosperity of the never-sleeping city of Lamia.

For him, the real scenery is the strength of strength, and indulging in wine and women will only make people degenerate.

In such a dangerous world, people who lose self-discipline are equivalent to losing their lives.

Rejecting the enthusiastic invitation of the streetwalker, Fang Qingyan stopped a carriage at the street corner: "Take me to Castinburg."

The coachman whipped the horse and the carriage went away with a "gurgle".

Almost at the same time, several figures appeared, their eyes locked on the carriage where Fang Qingyan was.

"Are you seeing things?"

The man in the black robe asked hoarsely.

"No mistake. I noticed this guy when he entered the trading house. When he came out, the boss of the trading house was very enthusiastic about him. And his waist was obviously bulging. He must be a fat sheep!"

The person who spoke had a strange voice, his eyes glowed red, and he licked his fangs bloodthirstily.

"Then I'll take him tonight. He's just a last-generation vampire. I'll kill him like a chicken!"

"What about the coachman? Killing the last-generation vampire is fine, but it's illegal to touch humans. Humans are taxpayers stipulated in the law!"

"Pay a shit tax! It's not for me. It's just livestock raised by the nobles. We'll kill them together later and eat them up. Who will know it was us who did it?"

...

Gurgle gurgle——

The carriage left the city gate and drove on the road in the wild.

Fang Qingyan leaned on the leather cushion and closed his eyes in the carriage.

In fact, he was meditating, and had already made the practice of "Blood Clan's Secret Art of Nourishing Qi and Refining Blood" a subconscious habit.

Ten minutes later, he seemed to have a premonition of something, and his eyes suddenly opened and closed.

Someone is following me? ! !

Fang Qingyan's face turned slightly ugly.

His current mental power is no longer what it used to be. Although his life level has not yet broken through the baron, his mental power is no weaker than that of an ordinary baron.

At this moment, he vaguely felt that he was being followed, but he was not particularly sure of his premonition.

What if it was just on the way?

After thinking for a few seconds, Fang Qingyan pulled open the curtain of the carriage with the idea of ​​​​being safe for a thousand years, and said to the driver:

"Hello, I have something to trouble you."

"What do you want, sir? Please go ahead." The human driver was very reserved and answered with his lips stammering.

He was extremely obedient and well-behaved, and it was obvious that he had a deep fear of the blood clan.

"Please take a detour and go to a remote area with few people. I can pay you three more copper coins." Fang Qingyan politely made his request.

"Okay... okay."

Although the human coachman was worried that the vampire was plotting against his body, why would he order him to go to the wilderness?

But he was worried that if he refused, he would be arranged now.

So he had to do it.

Fang Qingyan didn't care about the fantasies of being destroyed that flashed in the coachman's mind.

He held his breath and calmed his mind completely, then mobilized his mental power and released his perception.

Sure enough!

There was indeed someone following him, and deliberately kept a certain distance. Even if the carriage left the road and went to the wilderness, it still followed.

Fang Qingyan opened his eyes, and his eyes were already cold.

I am already low-key enough. From entering the black market to coming out, it took no more than fifteen minutes, and there were no extraneous matters.

But even so, he was still being targeted.

Is it the guy from the trading house who wants to take advantage of others?

Fang Qingyan's anger rose in his heart. No matter who dares to catch my attention, he must be prepared to receive a lesson.

He has always been wearing the uniform that symbolizes the "last generation of vampires", so someone who can target someone as "weak" as him is probably not a noble-level vampire with a title.

When a noble wants to kill a pariah, there is no need to follow him out of the city in such a wretched manner.

So what if someone is killed casually on the street?

Therefore, Fang Qingyan was not panicked.

"Pull over."

He said to the coachman in a calm voice.

When the car stopped, he got out and said to the driver: "Wait for me here. I'll go solve some minor problems and I'll be back soon."

…

The group of people following behind were in a daze.

"The carriage stopped, what's going on?"

Some people are puzzled.

"Let's go up and have a look."

Someone said in a deep voice.

They drove forward and leaned towards the carriage in front.

Boom——

Suddenly, a huge force fell from the sky, and a terrifying strong wind roared in, crushing down like an overwhelming force.

The carriage of the followers was torn apart in an instant, and four people fell out in disgrace.

They all looked up angrily, and saw a handsome young man in front of them with his hands folded on his chest, looking at them and others indifferently.

"Stalking others is not the behavior of a gentleman. Your parents should have taught you this!"

There was a hint of coldness in Fang Qingyan's voice. .

Chapter 6

"Aren't you a pariah?"

One of the vampires' pupils shrank violently and looked at Fang Qingyan in surprise.

The other three were also very surprised.

Moreover, the physical strength that Fang Qingyan showed just now is not something that ordinary traditional vampires can possess.

Fang Qingyan frowned and cursed: "You are the untouchable, and your whole family is an untouchable!"

What he hates most is this kind of class discrimination!

"Hmph! So what if you are a traditional vampire? Just hand over the money and we can let you die quickly."

The four vampires smiled ferociously and surrounded Fang Qingyan.

Fang Qingyan was unmoved and looked at them coldly: "The robbery is on my head, just because of you guys?"

"Stop talking nonsense and kill him!"

Four vampires swarmed forward, murderous.

Buzz~

Fang Qingyan stopped writing ink. He clenched his fists, and the energy and blood all over his body began to boil. His pupils suddenly turned as red as blood, which was a symbol of the vampire entering a fighting state.

His body suddenly rushed out, galloping like a tiger!

The vampire at the front bore the brunt of the attack. He felt his eyes blur as a figure appeared beside him, and then a fist wrapped in blood-colored aura came into view.

"Skull-crushing jab!"

Bang!

With a loud explosion, the vampire's head exploded instantly like a watermelon being hit by a hammer... just exploded!

The brains mixed with blood were scattered in all directions, and the skull was directly opened!

Bang~

The headless corpse shook and fell to the ground.

When the three vampires saw this, they were immediately frightened and their livers and gallbladders were about to burst!

"This...this is a royal combat skill!"

"You are actually from the royal family?"

"How can a commoner learn the royal combat skills?"

Royal combat skills can stimulate the power of Qi and blood in the blood clan's body. The blood-colored Qi flame released from Fang Qingyan's fist just now is a symbol.

...They immediately wanted to retreat.

Although civilian vampires are often aggressive and fight each other, and it is not uncommon to fight each other, they do not have the opportunity to come into contact with any advanced physical combat skills.

Fang Qingyan's bloodline has reached the peak of the traditional blood clan. With the royal family's combat skills at his side, it will not be easy to kill a few of them.

"Um?"

Fang Qingyan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that Fang's combat skills would be recognized as soon as he made a move. It seems that this set of "Royal Secret Combat Skills" is very famous in Laemia City.

"You know too much, which gives me even more reason to kill you!"