My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

The blood race and the Holy See are rivals, fighting each other for hundreds of years.

The Holy See's unique sacred power is the natural nemesis of their blood race, and it can easily destroy the blood power in their bodies.

It is difficult for ordinary people to kill the blood clan, but the people of the Holy See can definitely kill him, this little viscount easily.

Although the man in front of him didn't know how strong he was, the terrifying aura on his body was definitely not an ordinary person, and he was most likely a master at the bishop level.

Thinking of this, August's mouth was a bit bitter.

"Ye Chen, is this the blood clan in the legend?"

Shen Junru looked at Auguste curiously.

"Yes, depending on his strength, he should be a viscount of the blood clan."

Ye Chen smiled lightly.

"No, you are not from the Holy See, this power is not the Holy See's sacred power."

August's face suddenly changed, and he said with horror.

Although Ye Chen's Yuanli is similar to the Holy See's light power, it is still clearly distinguishable in terms of external feelings.

As Auguste, who has been in contact with the Holy See, a little bit of experience can distinguish the origin power and the divine power.

"My identity is not something you need to know. Let's talk about it, how many people came to Huaxia, and what is their purpose? After saying that I can give you a way to survive."

Ye Chen said indifferently: "Otherwise, you should know the consequences of not cooperating."

"Can you really let me survive?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on August's face, gritted his teeth.

"You now have no choice but to speak out or die."

Ye Chen said in a cold voice, and his words were full of bitter killing intent.

Auguste swallowed and said in a panic: "I said, I am a member of the Rockefeller family."

"A member of the Rockefellers?"

Ye Chen was stunned, and smiled lightly: "What is the purpose of allowing the Rockefeller family, one of the thirteen clans of the blood clan, to openly violate the contract between China and the West and invade China."

August hesitated for a moment, then hesitated: "I am not very clear about the specific task, but I have heard Lord Earl say that it seems to be looking for the sacred instrument of our blood, the blood cup."

Ye Chen's eyes condensed, and a solemn color flashed across his face.

This group of blood races really came for the blood cup.

"How many people have you come?"

Ye Chen asked in a deep voice.

"The European blood clans have basically been alarmed. The five major European clans headed by our Rockefeller and Norphele families have all come to China."

Auguste replied truthfully: "Each clan is basically led by a prince."

Ye Chen frowned, feeling that things were a bit tricky.

After thousands of years of development, there are a lot of blood clans, most of which are distributed on the western territories. Among them, the thirteen clans are the most respected.

Rumor has it that the ancestors of these thirteen clans were the sons of a generation of kinship Cain, so these thirteen clans have always been the orthodox kinship.

After so many years of fighting with the Holy See, the clans distributed on all continents have been somewhat weakened, and the European blood clans headed by the Rockefeller and Nophele families have become the most powerful clans.

These five clans basically represent the strongest fighting power among the blood clan. All the elites of the European blood clan have come. It seems that they are determined to win the blood cup and holy blood.

"Your Rockefather family is leading the team by Prince Andra, is your ancestor here?"

Ye Chen frowned and asked casually.

Although the blood clan at the prince level is a bit troublesome, it still doesn't pose much threat to Ye Chen.

But if Hermes also came, Ye Chen would feel a bit tricky.

This is a Lord God who doesn't know how long he has lived, and coupled with the talent of the blood clan, he doesn't know how strong his current strength is. Even Ye Chen is not sure that he can beat him.

"How do you know the name of Prince Andhra?"

Auguste stunned, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

Prince Andhra has been sleeping in the castle for hundreds of years, let alone China. Even in the West, there are not many people who know Andhra.

Suddenly, August felt that the man in front of him was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, his face suddenly changed, and his voice tremblingly said: "You...you are the Chinese who bombed the castle before."

When Ye Chen broke into the castle a few days ago, Auguste didn’t meet Ye Chen in front of him. He only saw Ye Chen’s back in the distance. Now, when you take a closer look, Ye Chen did indeed have a relationship with that person. Very similar.

"Since I know me, I still don't answer my questions honestly."

Ye Chen said lightly.

"Bombing my Rockefeller family's castle, you are dead, and the prince and ancestors will not let you go."

Auguste said grimly.

"It seems that Hermes has also come to China. This is not Europe. I really think China is a place where he can come and leave if he wants?"

Ye Chen frowned and snorted coldly: "Since I am the host, it's time to prepare a gift for him."

August's face was a little gloomy, and a sneer flashed in his eyes when he lowered his head.

"Where are the major clans hiding now?"

Ye Chen asked in a deep voice.

"After I said that, you are going to let me go."

Auguste gritted his teeth and said.

"You don't have a chance to choose, say or die."

Ye Chen said indifferently.

"The positions of the other great clans are only known by Lord Duke and Lord Prince. I only know the position of the Rockefeller family in Zhonghai."

Auguste took a deep breath, his face was a bit ugly, and he told where the Rockefeller family was hiding.

In order to survive, he can only say everything.

After returning to the stronghold to inform the prince, you must absorb the blood of this stinky boy.

Ye Chen looked at Auguste’s eyes, knowing that he was not telling a lie. At this time, there was a rush of footsteps not far away. Ye Chen frowned, and suddenly he smashed August’s palm. Above the heart.

In a flash, August's heart was directly shattered.

"You... didn't you say not to kill me?"

Auguste spewed out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said, "You...you liar."

"I never promised to let you go. Don't worry, your people will accompany you tonight."

Ye Chen said indifferently.

After killing several young women, Ye Chen couldn't let him go back to tell the news for whatever reason.

As Ye Chen's vitality penetrated August's body, a faint light of flame burned out of thin air, as if it had been irradiated by the hot sun, and it was instantly corrupted, and it turned into ashes within a minute. .