Start call: My pet actually comes from history

This time Liu Xunmiao and his party did not encounter any obstruction. Even the castle gate creaked open when Liu Xunmiao and the others approached.

The dark castle corridor was lit up by candlelight when Liu Xunmiao and his party stepped into it, dispelling the darkness.

The soft carpet in the corridor is laid all the way to the end, and you step on the carpet made of an unknown animal.

Sun Quan Diao looked at the portraits on the walls on both sides and secretly wondered if they could be sold for some money if they were antiques.

But soon, the idea was rejected by itself.

The self-portraits of skinny old men on these oil paintings are a bit off-putting, and I guess no one will buy them even if they are antiques.

The corridors of dozens of meters inside the castle are here in an instant.

When Liu Xunmiao and the others reached the end, the door with some unknown reliefs carved in front of them automatically opened slowly.

Everything inside the door is visible.

It was not as dark as expected, but rather warm. Judging from the environment, this seemed to be the hall of a castle.

On the long and exaggerated dining table in the middle, three old men in black robes were gracefully shaking the gold cups in their hands.

Beside each seat, there was a pretty and beautiful blond maid kneeling on the ground holding a dinner plate.

On the dinner plate.

The bloody heart was still beating, and under the light of the candle, there was even a trace of steam rising from it. It was obvious that it had just been taken out of the body.

Liu Xunmiao and his party couldn't help but feel a little off-putting when they saw this scene.

"Welcome, my friends who have come all the way from the east. It's a pity that we didn't greet you in person, but you still came here."

One of the old men with a hooked nose spat out a few broken Chinese sentences.

The voice fell.

The three pretty and beautiful blond maids stood up from the ground, quickly walked to Liu Xunmiao and his party, knelt down, and stretched out their hands to pick them up.

Upon seeing this, Liu Xunmiao and his party jumped up slightly to avoid the outstretched arms of these guys, jumped up to the table in front and squatted down to see what the three old men were planning to do.

The atmosphere quieted down.

The hook-nosed old man who spoke earlier dismissed the blond maids and then stood up, bending down with his hands on his chest: "I'm sorry. I have to apologize for our vampire's previous irrational behavior. They accidentally provoked them when they went to the east. I’ve made several of your Excellencies angry.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei's cat approached Liu Xun's ear and whispered: "This guy...isn't trying to turn an enemy into a friend?"

"possible."

Liu Xunmiao nodded.

The little whispering seemed impolite, but the hook-nosed old man didn't pay attention. Instead, he picked up a golden cup and handed it to Liu Xunmiao, who was obviously the leader among the animals in the group. He smiled and said: "Your Excellency, our blood ancestor will be here soon." You are about to be born. If you are willing, how about the vampire clan always leaving a prince position for you, and the vampire clan will never even think about contaminating the eastern land again?"

At this critical moment when the Blood Ancestor is about to be born.

The hook-nosed old man in front of him obviously wanted to turn enemies into friends with Liu Xunmiao.

But Liu Xunmiao thought for a moment and realized that this guy couldn't understand his painting, so he used his claws to write on the wooden floor: We have killed so many of your tribe, and you don't care?

The hook-nosed old man is obviously the boss of the three old men.

After seeing these words clearly.

He smiled freely and said in an old and careless voice: "They are just low-level vampires. When the blood ancestors are resurrected, there will be as many as they want. It is their honor to die to appease your anger."

To this.

Liu Xunmiao's eyelids twitched slightly and he mentally commented that he was such a shameless guy. It was obviously because of his relatively strong side.

it looks.

The so-called Blood Ancestor should be born soon.

Liu Xunmiao raised her paw and tapped the table gently, and then her sharp claws left a line of elegant sentences on the table: What if I don't agree?

"Ho ho."

The hook-nosed old man laughed when he saw this sentence, and then continued with a threatening tone: "Your Excellency, there is an old saying in the East that if you don't eat a toast, you will be punished with a fine drink. I believe that you will not be so stupid. You are a low-class person." The vampires are different from the advanced vampires we created by the blood ancestors."

heard.

Liu Xunmiao shook his head, and wrote the last sentence again with his claws: A mere barbarian who dares to threaten me will be punished by death.

When the desktop claw edge falls.

Liu Beimiao jumped up instantly, showed his sharp claws and slashed forward instantly.

But the old man with a hooked nose in front also guarded against this hand, and his figure instantly retreated backwards.

However, the black robe on his body was still cut open four times by Liu Beimiao's claws, revealing the sickly white skin underneath.

call.

Candles go out.

Without the illumination of the candlelight, the hall instantly fell into deep darkness.

There was a flicker of movement in the darkness.

Liu Bei moved his ears slightly and walked sideways, barely avoiding the ripple coming from ahead.

However, a piece of beard was accidentally chopped off on his face. He raised his paw and gently wiped away the beard that fell on his paw.

Liu Bei looked up with his golden eyes, Qingshen meowed: "I caught you."

Say it.

A small golden sword appeared from his head and slashed towards the top of the hall.

ding ding dong.

A series of sounds sounded like they were being chopped on steel. Liangyu Meow heard the sound, and flew up high to reveal the spear in his claws, which formed a pincer attack with Liu Bei Meow's long sword, constantly besieging the figure hidden in the darkness in the air.

The sword moves are fierce.

The spear thrust was fierce.

After dozens of moves, the golden sword and spear made dull sounds.

Blood drips.

The figure instantly fell to the ground. Liu Beimiao took advantage of the situation and struck his head with a sword. But what was strange was that his head and body slowly sank into the ground while rolling. Even the blood that had just fallen sank into the ground. It seemed that there was something underneath. eccentric.

Look at each other.

The team hurriedly searched for the entrance to the underground.

Besides, the head and body that sank into the ground actually fell into the underground space after penetrating the ground.

The two old men in black robes saw this and quickly flew up to catch him.

The head held in the hands of one of the old men blinked and sighed: "They are very strong, our strength is too weak, we must quickly resurrect the blood ancestor."

heard.

The old man holding the head said dullly without any emotion: "Yes, Harden, my old friend, the Blood Ancestor will be resurrected soon, but I need you to make a small contribution."

"Witt, what do you mean?"

Harden, the old man with the hooked nose, keenly sensed something was wrong, and quickly shouted to the old man holding his body: "Harvey, my son, quickly connect my head and body."

However, Harvey, whom Harden called his son, did not move. He just stood in the distance and said with great indifference: "Father, Uncle Witt has told me that you have long told him that you want me to be the sacrifice." .”

Harden hurriedly made amends: "No, that's not the case. I just lied to Witt. Son, don't let Witt fool you."

"Father, you have been working hard for the resurrection of the Blood Ancestor all your life. Today you are dedicating yourself to the Blood Ancestor. You should be happy, right? Don't worry. When the Blood Ancestor is resurrected, I will tell him your achievements."

talking.

Harden's eldest son Harvey hugged his body and ignored Harden's shouts. He turned around and threw him directly into the pool of blood that kept bubbling in the center.

In just a moment, Harden's body was dissolved by the blood pool.

The bright red blood in the pool rolled more violently after absorbing Harden's body, just like boiling water about to boil.