Versatile Mage

"There are some things that I just wanted to ask. Is this blood vessel in your wrist position? Is it a rare ability when it is dark?" The old butler of the tuxedo said to Lu Kun.

Lu Kun looked the same and found that the red blood vessels in his arm were inexplicably dimmed!

His face changed immediately, and he looked at the rolling hills in the north.

"What is the daring thing!!" Lu Kun was furious, and the pupils were covered with fury.

Just like a refined middle-aged entrepreneur, I can suddenly turn into a blood red, like something terrible and terrible to tear open his skin and rush out!

The old housekeeper of the tuxedo was shocked.

He saw it for a while, but he just had no chance to ask.

"Someone moved my fruit!!!" Lu Kun's face was even more awkward, and his face even seemed to cover several layers.

A few completely different faces suddenly showed anger, hatred, and arrogance.

"The red fruit of the mountain of imprisonment? But you have nourished it for two or three years..." The old butler of the tuxedo did not dare to say it, but instead said, "Will it be a hunter??"

"No matter who he is, I will let him regret that he has lived in this world!"

"Is it finally going to start, my master." The old butler of the tuxedo licked his lips, and it looked so sullen and sullen.

"You will keep me in the past, I will arrive soon." Lu Kun said.

"Okay, in order to make up some strength, don't you mind if I do something over the border?"

Lu Kun acquiesced.

The old eyes of the tuxedo old butler immediately shone with excitement.

Finally, you can get blood without fear!

Even if a hunter stares at it, there is such a presence as Lu Kun, and the hunter is equal to finding a dead end.

"Hurrying~~~~~~~~~"

A black-red cloak, like a magical one, appeared behind the old housekeeper of the tuxedo, and then the cloak was elegantly divided into two...

The spine of the old butler of the tuxedo began to burst, and a thick and strong spine could be seen breaking through his body and clothes and connected with the black-red cloak that was divided into two.

Such as umbrella support, this bone suddenly opened a pair of flesh wings!

This fleshy wing is completely grown temporarily, and even the blood and the pulp are still attached to it, just like the cocoon in the fast lens, with a bit of rough and primitive!

The old butler of the tuxedo flew into the air, and did not forget the Lu Kun Road on the ground: "May, you have arrived, I have solved the little thief."

After that, the black-red flesh wing was continuously fanning, and it had a strong sense of flexibility. After several large-scale resurgence, his figure was already under the night like a mysterious dangerous bat, and the moonlight was horrified. .

......

In the small town of Lohas, I don’t know when the sunny night sky began to have a thin mist, and the moonlight was so bright that even the street lights could hardly illuminate the road.

There are no pedestrians on several large streets. At this point, both the residential building and the resettlement house are sleeping. It is difficult to see the atmosphere of the people except that the factory on the mountain side of the imprisonment will operate as usual.

Mo Fan did not intend to stay here for a long time, but when he smelled a strange smell in the air, he knew that something was close.

Go straight down the street.

Mo Fan saw an old man coming on the road.

He wore a delicate tuxedo, but he was covered with a black-red leather coat, and the street lamp was on the top of his head, but he could not see his shadow.

"Mofan, pay attention to the fog." Ling Ling said to Mo Fan.

Mofan looked at the same thing and found that there was a red wool thread in the air. It was looming, one end was under the nose of the old man in the tuxedo, and the other end seemed to come from the house in the surrounding building.

"Mofan, balcony." Lingling hurriedly pointed at the residential buildings.

On the balcony, on the window, above the rooftop, the residents who had fallen asleep early did not know when they had climbed up. They clearly closed their eyes and looked like they were sleeping, but stood so straight.

The red gas is coming out of their five holes.

Soon the red gas is getting more and more in the fog, and the old man in the tuxedo standing at these gas collection points is like being plugged into thousands of catheters, greedily sucking the crowds who sleep in groups.

Mo Fan was surprised to see the old man in the tuxedo.

Obviously he is a blood family.

Momo Fan knows the blood family, that is, stealing chickens and dogs in the dark alleys, or crawling into other people's windows with confusing dreams, most of them are trying to hide their own crimes, and they are not afraid to hurt their lives.

The reason why the magical capital also has a lot of blood, and the major hunters are not going to kill them, because these blood families are not so cruel, they **** blood and **** blood, not killing.

And considering the nutrition of the blood donors, they will never take the same person's blood within a month.

However, like the old tuxedo in front of you, it is so powerful that you can not use your teeth. When you are in the middle of the town, you can let everyone in the town sleep in a state of sleep, and inhale several blocks at the same time, and the blood of thousands of people... ...

"Blood elders." Ling Ling said.

"What do you mean?"

"It is the one that has lived for more than a thousand years, the closest to the first generation of blood. Most of them and Bora are a series." Ling Ling added.

"Oh, those people won't have anything?" Mofan worried.

"It won't be in a short time, but he has been sucking down like this. Everyone will die of blood loss. He is using these fresh blood to improve his strength and quickly solve him, or he will become stronger and stronger." Ling Ling said.

Mo Fan nodded.

"桀桀~~" The laughter of the old butler of the tuxedo is unique. He stares at Mofan and sniffs the smell of Mofan.

"More lively, more vigorous blood, a young and powerful blood like you, it is a special collection in my blood wine cellar. As for these mortals, it is so bad that they do not meet the appetite of my higher blood group. I don't understand those young people who obviously drink urine, but also have to wear a heart to hide in Tibet?" The old steward of the tuxedo said slowly to Mo Fan.

"I am the Duke of Siung, born in 1029, died in..."

The self-introduction of the Duke of Sion is not over yet, Mo Fan does not know when he rushed to his face!

The collision of the Thunder chariot mode, the electric light flying, the street creaking, the Duke of Siang flew directly to the abandoned parking lot, and several large rusty trucks were broken.

The parts flew, the wire was in contact with the air from time to time, and it was a series of violent sparks.

The Duke of Sion was furious, and he climbed up from the scrap car and took a heavy blood.

It is also strange to say that even if he was rushed out by Mo Fan, the air from the residents still directed his nostrils.

"You don't even know who's in the hands of death, is it a sadness and shame!!" cried the Duke of Sion! !