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In the dead of night, in a dark garden, there was a terrible roar, as if suffering from hell. The sound was full of depression and pain.

"Hiss

Grass pheasant sword with a slow speed, easily stabbed into the vampire's hard skin, bit by bit, inch by inch, let him clearly feel the pain, fear.

"Ah, ah!"

"No I don't know where the devil is. I don't know Ah, ah Kill me...! "

The voice is miserable and frightening, which makes people feel numb on the scalp. The heart can't stop shivering, and they are inexplicably afraid of it.

However, Ning Tao's face is merciless and indifferent, as if incarnated as a robot, full of inertia, stabbing in with each sword.

"Ah, kill me!"

Miao Jingjing can't bear to see this scene. He feels that Ning Tao is the evil side of his heart.

The count of the blood clan, whose face was dry and bony, and whose pupils were shrinking, was suffering more terrible punishment than blood punishment.

His physique can easily tear open the boulder, but now it is full of holes, the key parts are intact, but the rest are almost sliced, and the blood is almost dry.

"No No, I really don't know anything. I beg you, kill me, kill me. I'll pray for you. I'll be an ox and a horse for you in the next life. I just beg you to kill me...! "

When Miao Jingjing hears this, she clenches her white teeth, but Ning Tao's face is cold and heartless, and she still slowly spits out a few words in her mouth.

"Where's Morton?"

The count of the blood clan was almost blind when he heard these words. He could swear that he really didn't know where Morton was.

He can also guarantee that he has no hatred for Ning Tao. Some of them have only fear, and all the hatred and resentment is transferred to Morton. He wants to drink his blood and eat his meat.

All of a sudden, the count of the blood clan seemed to think of something. His face was radiant with joy, and he said excitedly:

"wait Wait, I'm I remember. There's a man who should know where Morton is. He'll know

Hear this, Ning Tao's action is stiff for a while, the blood red of the pupil fades gradually, blooming bright splendor.

He said hoarsely, "who is he? Where is it? "

Hearing this, the count of the blood clan quickly replied: "yes It's the Duke of Bert, and I've seen him talk to Morton in the dark, and he's very respectful, and his relationship is absolutely extraordinary. "

Ning Tao smell speech, eyes a MI, the grass pheasant sword in the hand did not hesitate to stab in, only a small amount of blood out.

"Ah, what I said is true. If I dare to lie, I will suffer from the pain of blood forever..."

"Hiss

The bright grass pheasant sword was pulled out, and there was no trace of blood on it. It was clean and shining with cold forest.

"Say all you know, and I will give you death."

"I said, I said all, thank you The devil...! "

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The Ninth District of Paris has a splendid art history. Every year, a large number of artists and tourists come here to visit and appreciate this place with rich artistic atmosphere.

In the Ninth District, there is a remote palace, which is not small in scale. During the day, there are many people walking around. In the Ninth District, it is also a little famous.

The night is deep, the bright lights are dim, even the small animals are deep asleep, the world seems to be very peaceful and peaceful.

However, two figures cut across the sky, quietly came here, directly fell in the palace not far away.

When you look at his face, it's Ning Tao and his party. In their hands, they are still half dead blood earls, as if they are dull.

Two people hide in the dark, watching the palace from afar, showing art, harmonious atmosphere.

However, in Ning Tao's perspective, all of these gradually reveal the essence and expose without hindrance.

In the hall, it was quiet, peaceful and empty, but there was a sound of breath. Looking at it, we found a few creeping worms, and the ground was scattered with nun's clothes.

This hall is a place church!

In the church, there are many secret doors leading to the bottom. The underground is a dark and mysterious fortress.

After a while, he saw two or three vampires chatting. They were barons and looked very comfortable.

Seeing this, Ning Tao takes back his eyes and his face is cold. He didn't expect it. No, he didn't expect it.

The clergy, Godfather and nun in the church are all controlled by vampires. They even build such a stable and hidden fortress under the church.

Although he is only a name in the Holy See, he is one of them. As an archbishop in red, seeing this scene, he is like his own home, defiled by mice.

What's more hateful is the running dogs of vampires, who pretend to be holy in the daytime, but are so dissolute at night.It has to be said that the vampire's move is too clever. No wonder few people can find their branch rudder. It's really unexpected. He doubts whether there is a general rudder under the Vatican.

Looking at the count of the blood clan in his hand, according to his words, the vampire below is the mocawi family of the thirteen surnames. Here, it's just a branch.

Two people quietly touch here, did not disturb the passion scene, but along the secret door down to the fort.

Miao Jingjing looks solemn, pretty face cold, a strip of invisible and qualitative snake charm, squirming toward the depths of exploration.

Blood seems to feel very safe here, basically no alert, those sentinel blood is still talking about blood food.

Ning Tao's clairvoyant eyes have been open, looking for the strongest Duke of Bert. There are many vampires here. If they are startled, they will rush up, and the consequences will be very serious.

Miao Jingjing's pretty face is slightly white, and a lot of spiritual power gushes out of her body. Controlling spiritual power is the greatest skill of witchcraft.

Innumerable snake demons are transformed and sneak into the bodies of those low-level blood clans, waiting for the opportunity to move.

It's just that she's not easily eroded by those powerful people.

Suddenly, Ning Tao's eyes see a place where there are many human beings, men and women, who seem to be regarded as blood food.

Next to it, there is a big blood clan. Now it's grinning. It's better to choose the blood food.

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"MMM!"

Tall blood clan seems to be aware of, eyebrow a wrinkly, don't understand of looked up, but that kind of feeling again didn't have.

In a corner, Ning Tao's throat was dry, his face was pale, and his consumption was excessive. He was almost noticed just now.

Just as his mind relaxed, Miao Jingjing also scattered a lot of snake charms. As long as he had another period of time, he could take the initiative.

However, a roaring voice suddenly burst out, alerting the repressed, bloody underground fortress.

"Kill me, kill me, demon, let's die together, ha ha...!"