Quick Travel: Accidentally captured that sickly villain

200 years ago, a young man with a scythe in his hand and a black cloak appeared at the vampire royal banquet and brutally killed everyone at the banquet.

Blood dripped along the rose veins on the sickle.

The young man slowly raised his head, revealing a cold and indifferent face hidden in the darkness.

She is pale, handsome, and extremely coquettish, with a hint of inhuman coldness between her brows, looking down on the world from a high place.

That face... was clearly that of Ming Yin.

He Yuan glanced at Ming Yin, the hatred in his eyes almost consuming his mind.

This was the man who killed all her relatives.

Kamira looked at the scene in the sky quietly, with a somewhat complicated expression.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Li Jiang, but found that the girl was calm from beginning to end, with almost no expression on her face.

Wen'er sneered: "You see, the person around you is not an ordinary student at all, but an inhumane devil!"

"What nonsense! Veen'er, I order you to kill him!" He Yuan shouted desperately.

She wants to avenge her dead parents and relatives!

Let this terrible man disappear from this world forever!

Wen'er didn't respond to He Yuan's words, but his hands were already moving.

No matter what the reason was, he would kill Ming Yin.

The unpredictable background and powerful power made him feel afraid.

He can only rest assured if he dies.

An invisible hand grasped Mingyin's neck tightly and lifted him into the air.

After Li Jiang saw it, his expression turned cold and he subconsciously wanted to take out the light wave gun.

However, before she could move, the restraint imposed by Weenle had been broken like broken jade.

The boy with originally dull eyes had opened his eyes. They were no longer a deep ink color, but a red color like rust, exuding the aura of decay and death.

He curled his lips and smiled softly, and his handsome face gradually overlapped with that of the God of Death who slaughtered the vampires in the picture just now: "Did you get the answer you wanted?"

Wen'er couldn't believe it: "How is that possible?! You, you are obviously under my control!"

"Weiner, hurry up, kill him!" He Yuan saw that Mingyin came to her senses, her mentality almost collapsed, huge fear spread throughout her body, and she even felt the oppression of death.

She rushed forward to attack Ming Yin like crazy.

At the same time, Weenel also activated the blood prismarite in his hand again. The red halo became stronger and stronger, and the puppets standing behind him let out painful wails.

However, the man standing in mid-air was not infected at all.

Ming Yin's eyes darkened little by little, and he shook off He Yuan's attack with one hand. With the other hand, he crushed the blood sea spar directly in front of Wen'er's face.

The huge halo of light dispersed, and the last bit disappeared into the darkness.

Wen'er didn't even react, he stayed in place.

A man's sigh floated faintly in the wind: "It's just a piece of trash thrown away. Do you really think you can control everything with it?"

"It's time to end."

The scattered moonlight petals on the ground gradually floated up and floated behind Ming Yin.

The white petals are stained with scarlet dewdrops, as if they are a last gift to the devout believers.

The young man raised his lips slightly and congratulated in a low voice: "Hell welcomes you."

Petals flying all over the sky headed towards Wiener and the others, and hot blood droplets filled the sky, like a dangerous and beautiful red rain in the dark night.

Shen Rao's heart felt cold, and he said to Li Jiang in disbelief: "He... killed everyone."

Just like the massacre of vampires 200 years ago.