Extreme Demon Little Farmer

Zhong Chongfa was also surprised. Like Zhao Jun, he didn't find out each other's identity as cultivators. Ling Feiyu was the only one among the three who fully understood them.

"I'm a shaman of Shamanism. My family and I have been completely secularized. In addition to some magic skills, we are no different from ordinary people in other aspects." Zhao Jun told us all about himself.

Zhong Chongfa shrugged, "Damn, it's the same. Sometimes I can forget that I'm a practitioner, but what happened today wakes me up. Even the practitioners are not invincible. I was scared to pee when I saw someone take out the grenade launcher! It's no exaggeration. I know I didn't control it. I squeezed out a few drops of urine. "

Zhao Jun a Leng, "so say Ling Dong still is that ghost place! We have to support him! "

"No, you can't imagine my elder brother's strength. You don't know how I came back... Forget it, I can't tell you this." Zhong Chongfa knows the importance of things. He can't tell Zhao Jun about some things.

In fact, Zhong Chongfa has no idea. As a man who has played with real guns, he knows very well how fragile the human body is when facing bullets.

Heinrich had been subdued by the new blood clan. He was scarred all over, and only one breath was left.

The new blood clan nailed his limbs to a huge wooden cross with sharp hardwood spikes. When he lifted it up, it looked like the son of the God of light was nailed to death. In the moonlight, there was a strange evil beauty.

Hans slowly wiped his face with a towel, calmly picked up the last thorn, and drew in Heinrich's heart, "boss, you know that if this thorn goes into your heart, you will fall into a dead sleep. When your vitality is exhausted, you will really die."

Heinrich bowed his head and did not speak. He might have fainted a long time ago.

Hans sneered, "tell me how to open the dungeon. I'll let your beloved woman go. I mean it. I can let her go secretly. The old rebels will give me this little face."

Heinrich moved and then fell silent again.

"Grass Hans hit him hard with the butt of his gun. "Damn old fogger! Your brains have become wood! A fool who doesn't know how to change! If you are stupid enough to think that the new and old blood groups are fighting for different beliefs, you are so stupid! " Hans's words are meaningful.

He grabbed Heinrich's hair and pulled his opponent's head up. "Now tell me how to open that damn dungeon! Lest I be angry and crucify you with this damned thorn

"Sad loser, Caroline is right, Hans. You should be ashamed of what you have done. You have lost the face of your family." Heinrich was so weak that he could not even exert his strength now because of the wooden thorns nailing his limbs.

"Don't mention my family! I'm not Brescia for a long time! When we destroy the old guard completely, I will become a new aristocrat! I'm Burton now Hans's cynical smile, he threw the wood thorn to the blood group around him, "he won't explain, nail him, and then use explosives to blow open the door of the dungeon."

A blood clan around him hesitated and asked, "what if the explosives blow up the coffin in the dungeon and damage the adult's body?"

Boom!

The guy's head disappeared in an instant, his head was smashed by the powerful single shot of the double barreled shotgun from close range, and the pressure in his chest spurted his blood out of his neck, like a small fountain of human blood.

Hans opened the barrel of the gun without expression and filled it with ammunition. "Who else has a problem?"

The blood clan shakes their heads. Their strength is stronger than Hans, but they are very afraid of this moody and cruel guy!

"Good. Next nail Heinrich and blow up the dungeon door. I went to find Caroline hiding in the castle. This beautiful woman once fascinated me. If it wasn't for the urgency of the task, I might have had a good exchange of feelings with her before I killed her. " Hans revolved his shotgun, put it on his shoulder, and his whole body was full of evil charm.

Heinrich sighed slightly. The Conservatives are not the opponents of the rebels. These guys are obviously lower than him, but their strength is terrible! This is the difference between the practice of sucking human blood by using Yuehua and the practice of traditional blood skills.

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for his death, he suddenly felt a warm breeze blowing by, and the rich smell of blood in the air disappeared completely!

Heinrich a Leng, he opened his eyes and found that the new blood around all disappeared! As if it had never existed, he would have felt that everything just now was just a dream if it had not been for the pain of nailing his limbs.

"Disgusting bedbug..." Ling Feiyu took a look at the blood pool under his feet, waved the blood away, revealing the stained flying sword. "Forget it, give him a better one. There's no need to recycle this flying sword."

It can be recycled to re stimulate the spirit of Feijian, but it's not necessary. Ling Feiyu feels dirty.

Heinrich was nailed high and looked weakly at Ling Feiyu below. "You are a practitioner of China. I didn't expect that you were around me for several hours, but I didn't realize it at all. You are a strong man..."

Ling Feiyu looked at his fingers. The arc flashed away on his hands, which was very cool. "Who are the people in your dungeon? Why do they use such a big battle to save him?"

"It's her, not him. She may be one of the earliest rebels. Her name is Elizabeth Bartoli." Heinrich's smile is warm, but the name he mentioned is like falling into an ice cave!

Even Ling Feiyu, who has seen a lot of big battles, almost ascended to immortality, and is in a stable state of mind, can't help but be moved by this name!

Elizabeth Bartoli is a countess who exists in history and is dramatized by various literary films and TV works of later generations. It is said that she once killed countless young virgins and bathed them in their blood to keep her youth forever. There is also a legend that she is a vampire, who uses the way of sucking the girl's blood to make her face not old.

There are all kinds of terrible legends. Anyway, what remains unchanged is that she is a crazy villain, and her behavior is cruel and heinous! And she did kill a lot of women, and was executed for these crimes, but no one knows where her grave is. There are rumors that she was not killed at all and was secretly rescued.

Ling Feiyu's eyelids jumped. He had heard the story of the bloody Countess for a long time, but he didn't expect that there was such a person, and he was still alive! Since she is really a vampire and is locked up in a dungeon, Elizabeth will surely be saved at the cost of some blood to support her.

"Ha ha, you must be heartbroken now." Ling Feiyu's smile is meaningful.

Heinrich showed a puzzled look, and then suddenly realized that he knew what Hans had done to find Caroline! Hans wants to kill Caroline, bloodletting, wake up the bloody countess, Elizabeth Bartoli with Caroline's blood!