The Crazy Son-in-Law of the Female CEO

Just as the blood demon patriarch was cultivating hard, the brute strength of the rotten street, Jiang Yiran had already sneaked near the blood fortress.

Looking at the scarlet castle built under the snow-capped mountains and above the wild forest, Jiang Yiran immediately felt that he had come to the right place this time.

This charm is obviously the charm of the ancient times. Even after undergoing many transformations, it has become the appearance of the current Western architecture, and its connotation still remains unchanged.

This kind of building is very similar to the buildings that Jiang Yiran saw in the previous ruins, and they all have a sense of vicissitudes polished by the years.

Feeling the bloody smell gradually spreading here, Jiang Yiran's body instinctively resisted. This kind of breath is a great tonic for blood races, but it is not friendly to human races.

Jiang Yiran regretted not bringing Zhen Jiuhe here, obviously there are treasures that can greatly enhance the strength of the blood race.

But Zhen Jiuhe has just entered the sixth rank, and his foundation is not stable. If he improves again, he may stop here forever.

Jiang Yiran looked at the quiet gate of the castle, and decided that it was best to test it out while the sun was still there.

If the Gorefiend Patriarch couldn't wait to hit it, he would turn around and leave.

But if it was as he had guessed, the blood demon patriarch would never dare to take action lightly, instead he would observe in the dark, and maybe even run away directly.

Jiang Yiran took out the Sorcerer's Staff, and it floated into the Blood Fortress like the wind. The two blood clans guarding behind the gate only felt a breeze blowing by.

Then look carefully, but the wind stops and the trees are still, without any trace.

After a haha, the two of them hid behind the door again. The sun had not yet set, and these low-level blood races dare not be exposed.

After Jiang Yiran sneaked into the castle, he walked forward.

Although he met a few blood races in a hurry on the way, they were just some little guys equivalent to third- and fourth-rank warriors, so they couldn't find Jiang Yiran.

As Jiang Yiran went deeper, the bloody aura became more and more intense, and Jiang Yiran felt a little uncomfortable with his physique.

It was no wonder that their defense against outsiders was not strict. For ordinary people, even warriors of the fifth and sixth ranks would not be able to hold on to the inner circle of the castle.

That is to say, Jiang Yiran practiced the Human Emperor's Heart Sutra in order to have some resistance to the ubiquitous bloody smell.

When sneaking into the inner circle, the number of blood races gradually increased, and each room was full of people who were practicing.

From time to time, a vampire would open the door and come out, and even some low-level vampires would deliver various supplies to them, the most of which was blood.

I saw a vampire who seemed to be of some status, wearing a gorgeous robe, holding a goblet, slowly drinking the blood in the cup.

Facing the blood maid in front of him, he said, "Why is the fresh blood this time the blood of ordinary human races without aura? Is there no blood of warriors and cultivators?"

The maid said aggrievedly, "My lord! Recently, the ancestor told us not to go out frequently. The real strong men are retreating in the castle. How can anyone arrest those warriors and cultivators?"

"The ones in our inventory have been sealed by the ancestors, and now only these blood can supply them!"

The blood noble was very angry and whispered.

"Huh! I don't know what happened to the ancestor? Our branch in Africa was annihilated, shouldn't we go to revenge? Why are you still on the defensive!"

"Don't those people still dare to enter the blood fortress, are they not afraid of being corroded by the sacred breath of my blood family and dying?"

Noble complaints, female.The slave didn't dare to answer, he said some things about the ancestor, and there was no consequence, because this person was one of the descendants that the ancestor valued very much.

But she is a woman.If a slave dares to answer a word, he will be expelled directly, and even suffer punishment, so he can only lower his head and let him complain.

Jiang Yiran was lurking nearby, and his eyes lit up when he heard the vampire's complaints.

It was the first time I heard someone swearing so loudly in this vampire lair, and it was obvious that they had an unusual relationship with the vampire patriarch.

Jiang Yiran found the introduction of the temptation, and turned into a breeze, floating into the room of this blood clan.

After the man drank the blood in the cup and returned to the room angrily.

"Oh!"

The sound of the door closing automatically made Amur stand up in astonishment, looked at the closed door, and asked coldly.

"Who is it? Get out of here!"

"..."

Jiang Yiran continued to hide without saying a word, but Amuer looked around, but the room didn't look like it could hide anyone at all.

Amuel was a little panicked, he was sure that the door was not closed by himself, let alone the wind, so someone must be here!
But I searched around, but I couldn't see any figure, that is to say, the person who came was much stronger than myself!

This conjecture made Amuel's eyes even colder. It must be a big conspiracy for someone to lurk in such a deep place inside the Blood Fortress.

I'd better inform my ancestor first, because with my ancestor, no matter how strong he is, he can't get out of this blood fortress.

Unknowingly, a drop of blood appeared on the fingertip, flowing crystal clear and exuding abnormal fluctuations.

This is the power of the blood demon that can only be cultivated by the ancient blood of the blood race. It can use its own blood to communicate with its blood relatives, and it is difficult to block.

Jiang Yiran was hiding behind him, seeing his movements, even though he didn't know his specific operations, he could guess that this guy had tipped off the news.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Jiang Yiran slapped him, killing the blood race who had reached the fifth-rank realm, and then flew back quickly, turning into a breeze and blowing open the door.

At the core of the blood fortress, the ancestor of the blood demon who was retreating, suddenly felt a movement in his heart, and felt that his descendants were calling for his blood.

Sensing carefully, it turned out to be Amuel, who was cultivating in the Fortress of Blood, and he was in danger!
The blood demon patriarch understood in an instant that someone had sneaked into his lair, and he was a master who could make Amuer have no resistance at all.

Amur's realm is comparable to that of the fifth-rank realm, and his blood is ancient and noble, and he has practiced the ancient martial arts that he passed down. Ordinary sixth-rank masters will not let him have no resistance.

Therefore, the person who sneaked in this time must be a master with seventh-rank combat power, of course it will not be an eighth-rank grandmaster. If it were an eighth-rank grandmaster, they would have directly hit him in front of him!
After some thought, the blood demon patriarch decided to wait and see.

As for Amur, who is likely to have been killed, just blame him for his bad luck!
If the enemy hadn't killed him, they might have ambushed him in his room. I'm not so easy to be fooled by the blood demon!