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Chapter 35 The blood prince is too seductive 32
Perhaps she had guessed this before Xia Ling appeared, but Xia Ling's appearance strengthened her premonition even more.

The future is unknown, and no one can guarantee it.

If Xiyega got the holy blood, it would be even more powerful for the blood race in the north. If not, it would be even more difficult.

In addition to the duel between races, sooner or later there will be a war within the blood clan.

Moreover, it has been heard earlier that the S-level blood hunter will soon come out again, which is not good news for the current blood race.

Speaking of S-rank blood hunting, it is really called the light of hope for the human race.

Hundreds of years ago, during the blood generation, when vampires first came to the land, the human race made great efforts to develop Fengyuezi through scientific research. After repeated failures and successes, they accidentally developed an S-class Fengyuezi.

That Fengyuezi brought the human race a short and incomparable new life, and similarly, it also created a crisis for the blood race.

S-level blood hunters are different in nature from other blood hunters, and even more different from the tiny gap between A-level and B-level. S-level blood hunters are directly across the gap in strength. Each of them has an extremely powerful and random power. Ability.

Back then, the accidental birth of the S-rank blood hunter was only able to be eliminated under the joint siege of the two earls.

In short, no one can say for sure what the future will be. The era of the second generation of the blood clan has existed for too long.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the mist rises. Looking from a distance, there is a hazy feeling, if there is nothing.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but there is a tinge of blood in the full moon, so light that I almost can't see it.
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At the foot of the forest of the dead, at this moment, the blood races in the north are taking a rest here.

It was too late at night, not suitable for traveling, and I was really tired after walking for a day.

Suddenly, an extremely small voice came, and the three earls and Xia Ling on the treetops quietly opened their eyes.

Many of the high-ranking blood races also opened their eyes one after another, and all the blood races were silent, but the vigilance in their eyes could not be concealed at all.

No one made a sound or made a movement, and a tacit agreement was reached.

"hiss……"

The breeze accompanied this voice into the ears of these blood races, and a large number of low blood races lying under the trees showed signs of rioting and turmoil.

Shulan's cold blue eyes suddenly lit up.

A wisp of fragrance slid past and entered the tip of the nose, and the restless lower blood races below began to calm down one after another.

The light in Baisang's purple eyes was also great, she looked at Xia Ling, and when she was about to let Xia Ling hide first, a voice suddenly came from behind her at Baisang from an extremely tricky angle.

That thing was mixed with fierce wind, its speed was astonishingly fast, it came out in an instant, and the time it stayed in the air was pitifully short, and it shot straight to the heart of Baisang's back.

Xia Ling was the closest to Baisang, the blood clan basically noticed this sneak attack, but it was too late to stop it, and even if Baisang wanted to evade, he had already lost the opportunity.

At this critical juncture, Xia Ling suddenly stretched out the long sword in his hand, and stretched it in that direction with the scabbard, just hitting the edge without leaning to one side.

The sharp dart-like thing quickly bounced off again, and shot straight into the thick stump of a big tree next to it, sinking deeply.

This time, many blood races were relieved, but they did not relax their vigilance, and several pairs of bright eyes were filled with killing intent.

But one wave has not settled, and another wave has arisen.

The darts rushed over one after another.

They came from the darkness, and still stabbed at the heart of everyone present at that extremely tricky angle, every time fiercely and accurately.

(End of this chapter)