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There were still many high-level vampires from the Fashur Territory in the cemetery. A duke came out at this time and bowed to Lin Qinghe, "Your Excellency Prince Clara, I wonder why you came to the Eiffel Territory?"

Are they going all out to occupy their territory? The Duke looked up at the huge group of vampires behind Lin Qinghe and swallowed secretly.

I'm sorry, Your Excellency Prince Fashur!

I am afraid that I can no longer protect your territory!

"You don't have to be so nervous. I just came to see Fashuel. Look, I brought him some fruits." Lin Qinghe shook the fruits and vegetables in his left hand.

Her right hand was not idle either, as she held a bunch of white lilies. Feeling that white was too monotonous, Lin Qinghe specially added dozens of red roses to it.

Duke Heath took a deep breath after seeing the flowers Lin Qinghe was holding. "You...what do you mean?"

Looking at those red roses and lilies, his eyes twitched wildly. What was Prince Clara going to do? Was she going to woo their prince while he was still asleep?

"I really came to visit him." Lin Qinghe was extremely sincere. She wanted to open Fashuer's coffin today and wake him up.

If Fashuer couldn't be woken up, Lin Qinghe planned to let her subordinates carry Fashuer's coffin and head west together.

There are thirteen vampire princes in total. Excluding her and Loris, there are eleven left. Lin Qinghe plans to wake up five or six princes and let them witness the love story of the vampire prince Loris and the saint Eugenia with her.

It would be best if we could join forces with her to hammer these two people into the ground.

"Your Excellency Prince Clara, although you have been asleep for a long time and must have missed our Prince Fashure very much, I, your subordinate, cannot make the decision on this matter. You can just wait until His Royal Highness Prince Fashure wakes up before coming..." Duke Hiss's meaning was very clear. They had already noticed that Lin Qinghe came with such a big bouquet of flowers as a token of love and so many vampire fighters.

It was only because of Prince Lin Qinghe's identity, and the fact that Prince Clara had always had a good relationship with Prince Fashuer before she fell asleep, and she had not made any moves to conquer the territory, that she was able to travel all the way here.

Heath felt that his own prince could not rest in peace even in the cemetery. The prince, who had just woken up, came to him to express his love as soon as possible, and it seemed as if he wanted to take him away directly.

"Don't worry about it, I'm going in!" Lin Qinghe had decided to dig this grave today.

Upon hearing this, Duke Heath had to take a step back. The strength of the prince was unquestionable. Ten dukes were not enough to defeat one prince. Lin Qinghe had a natural level of suppression against Heath.

He silently apologized for Fashur in his heart. In fact, Prince Clara was also beautiful, and her strength was ranked among the best among the thirteen princes. How could it be a good thing for his prince to be favored by Her Royal Highness Prince Clara?

Lin Qinghe walked to a cemetery by feeling. There was no name on the tombstone, but it was larger than other cemeteries around it.

She was surrounded by three dukes, two of whom were her subordinates, the Duke of Hull and the Duke of Hill, and the other was naturally the Duke of Heath, who was in charge of guarding the tomb.

Lin Qinghe gently placed the flowers and fruits in her hand next to the tombstone and said gently, "My old friend, how are you?"

If you're fine, then don't sleep, wake up and go do things with her.

Three minutes later, there was no movement in the cemetery. It was eerily quiet.

Lin Qinghe stood aside with his arms folded, and raised his chin to Hull and Duke Hill beside him, "What are you still standing there for? Fashuer, don't say anything, dig up this cemetery."

Duke Hill didn't expect Lin Qinghe to be serious. He immediately held out his hand and said, "No! How can I explain to His Excellency the Prince that you dug up His Excellency's tomb?"

Lin Qinghe walked over and patted his shoulder, "Wait until he comes out and explain it to him face to face."

She turned around and saw Hull and Duke Hill again. Seeing that they didn't move at all, she frowned and said, "Dig it quickly and carry him to Prince Yinwen tonight."

Duke Hiss was shocked. "Do you have any purpose?"

"Just take them to a meeting, don't be nervous." Lin Qinghe took out two tool shovels from the space and handed them to Hull and Hill. The two dukes looked at each other, then picked up the tool shovels helplessly and started digging the tomb.

In fact, there was no need for the two dukes to take action. It was just because the level of pressure in Fashuer's cemetery was too great. It was fine when they first entered here, but in the end, only three dukes and Lin Qinghe could walk here.

The task of digging the graves naturally fell to the Dukes of Hull and Hill.

Duke Heath really couldn't bear to see the prince he was loyal to being dug up, so he turned around in anger and stopped watching.

The yellow soil gradually piled up into a small mound, and a corner of a crystal coffin appeared in Lin Qinghe's field of vision. Seeing the coffin, Hull and Duke Hill dug harder. After the crystal coffin buried in the soil was fully exposed, Lin Qinghe put his hand on the coffin board.

She exerted force with her hands and the lid of the crystal coffin was opened.

A handsome man was lying quietly inside. He was pale, with his hands on his chest holding a bright red rose.

Lin Qinghe raised her eyebrows when she saw the red rose in his slender hand. The rose looked like a magic weapon from the world of immortal cultivation.

"Fashur, wake up, your house is on fire." Lin Qinghe patted his face gently. The cold touch made her think that the person lying in the coffin was a dead person.

Seeing that the people inside didn't react, she smiled maliciously, "Clara was beaten to death by the Saint of the Holy Land of Light and Prince Loris."

The pale fingertips moved slightly.

Lin Qinghe added, "All the roses in your rose garden are dead."

This time, Fashuel opened his eyes completely. His blood-red eyes stared at Lin Qinghe, and his first words were, "Did you set the fire, Clara?"

"Isn't he awake now?" Lin Qinghe gave a look to the stunned dukes beside him.

Fashur raised his pale hand to his face and covered his eyes. "I'm going to sleep again soon. Tell me what you want from me."

"Loris has woken up, and he did bring a saint from the Holy Land of Light to kill me." Lin Qinghe told the truth. After he finished speaking, he picked up the bouquet of flowers that had been placed on the ground and threw it into the crystal coffin.

Fashur raised his hand and grabbed the bouquet of flowers. His nose moved and he sniffed at them. "Don't tell me you can't beat Loris. That guy is ranked two places lower than you in terms of strength."

"The saints of this Holy Land of Light are different. They are as powerful as princes. We can't defeat them if we fight one against two." Lin Qinghe looked at Fashuer lying peacefully in the pit and said with a headache, "Maybe even if we join forces, we can't defeat them."

Eugenia's light skills are very powerful. Blessed by the God of Light, she even has a high chance of using the Great Light Technique. In the original plot, Clara fell into the hands of both of them.

Fashur was no longer calm. He sat up with the flower in his arms, "Why would Loris do such a thing? Helping humans kill you? Is he crazy?"