Palm Dragon

Lan didn't think his little slaves could pose a fatal threat to the enemies, he just needed more time.

Holding the little black dragon in one hand, Lan took two steps back while the bats swooped, and quickly drew a simple magic circle behind her with the free hand.

This is his last retreat - as long as he is given time, enough time for this teleportation array to take effect...

But he immediately realized that something was wrong - the bats that were supposed to envelop all the targets disappeared when they touched them!

Lan only saw the puzzled expression on the tall red dragon's face after the bat disappeared.

No, it's not disappearing!

The blood clan's eyes turned cold, and they swept across the feet of Iss and Ferrez.

At some point, the ground was covered with a thick layer of black powder.

"—Uncle?" Ferris was extremely surprised.

Not far away, a white figure stood on the turret at some point. It should have been conspicuous, but no one had noticed it, if Ferris hadn't felt the familiar air fluctuations.

Although he knew that he would not be indifferent when he disappeared from the Holy Virtue Hall, it was beyond his expectation that Bello came here in person.

And it came so fast...?

Ferris didn't know that Bello had actually been blocked by the barrier over the forest for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't have been tricked by Lan's spells for so long.

Bello, who tied his long white hair in a bundle behind his back and wore a narrow white jacket with gold trim, jumped down from the turret. His serious face looked like a white marble statue suddenly awakened in the garden at night, with a strong abstinence color.

He walked towards Ferris, his white soft-soled silk shoes rustling as he stepped on the 'powder' on the ground.

Only then did the blood race discover what those were.

It turned out to be the powder that those bats turned into!

"It's amazing." Mr. Noble nodded to Bello with a half-smile. "These annoying things were frozen and shattered in such a short period of time." Hmph—the middle-aged dragon who abducted Adrian for several days...

Of course, Bello remembered the silver-haired man in front of him. Even though the current occasion was not suitable for reminiscing about the past, he couldn't help but glanced at Iss' waist.

no saber...

Bello nodded politely.

Although his origin is unknown and his power is strange, Bello remembers that he and Adrian seem to have a close relationship.

Bello still remembered that according to Landis, the fat dragon probably refused to go to Dragon Island because of this silver-haired man.

He has been watching for a while.

Six-winged demon...

Bai Long snorted in his heart.

Adrian is still young, although the color is a bit strange, but it is indeed a fire dragon of the light system, how could it be possible to provoke demons?

He must have been tricked.

When they met for the second time, Iss and Bello gave each other exactly the same definition when they greeted each other—this guy must be a kidnapper!

However, when Bailong appeared, Lan knew that something was wrong.

Al Rufa, whose strength has been weakened by the seal, is not to be feared. The big red dragon also has a way to avoid the confrontation and escape smoothly, and the red-haired fellow who has bandaged the wounded, although his strength cannot be seen, has been holding his arms since just now. Leaning against the tree by the flowerbed, she looked like she was watching with nothing, so Lan was always confident.

But with the addition of a dragon, today's plan will get worse.

Seeing Adrian (hungry) dying, Bello's face was very ugly.

However, just like Mr. Noble, Little Fat Dragon was held in the opponent's hands, and none of them dared to make excessive moves.

The eternal hostage principle.

"You can't bear the dragon's wrath." In the same tone as Ferris, Bello stated the facts without threatening. "Now you still have a chance to let go of my kindred."

"...You're right." Lan smiled. "In this way, I can't take advantage of it tonight anyway."

Even if he said so, he didn't mean to let Adrian go at all.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little stiff, but no one thought that it was Xiao Panglong who broke the deadlock.

"Ed!"

Mr. Noble was severely stimulated by Adrian's desperate action.

When Lan and Bello were confronting each other, the little black dragon swung its tail violently and grabbed Lan's upper arm with its claws!

Because of Adrian's usual docile (?) performance, the blood race who had been defenseless was grabbed by the little black dragon, and the nails instinctively grew violently in shock, and the blue-glowing nails cut into it impartially. Adrian's neck.

The dragon's scales hadn't grown enough to resist the sharp nails of the vampires. When the shocking Yin Hong scrambled out of Adrian's neck, Ice and Bello both took actions at the same time.

Bello rushed over like a bolt of lightning, and Lan had to let go.

However, when the Blood Race was dodging the attack from the white dragon in embarrassment, the hand that was holding Adrian was retracted with a movement that was too fast to see clearly.

The blood on Adrian's neck gushed more fiercely, but at the same time, the blood was also evaporating and disappearing at an incredible speed.

And Mr. Noble, who rushed over with Bello almost at the same time, happened to catch Adrian who was thrown away by Lan, and covered Xiaolong's neck with his slender fingers, and the terrifying bleeding stopped quickly.

Bello and Iss only met once, and they cooperated seamlessly without any prior communication. Bello forced Lan to retreat, and Iss quickly hugged Adrian away from the battle circle.

It's like rehearsing countless times.

Bello's long sword moved faster than Lan's. Although Lan quickly backed away when the little fat dragon was thrown off, she was still cut off by the white dragon's fierce sword style.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the blood race suddenly smiled, and the gorgeous red lips had a frightening beauty in the dark night.

Seeing that the vampire didn't back down but greeted him with his body, Bello didn't waver and reduce his strength, but simply swiped down from Lan's right shoulder with his long sword - Bello's movements looked elegant and easy, but Almost split this beautiful vampire in half!

As the strongest general on the battlefield who the Dragon King is most assured of entrusting his confidant to him, Bello's attacks have always been fierce without hesitation, and he always strives to kill with one blow!

The blood clan staggered two steps, and was cut from the shoulder to the waist by Bello's long sword. He was still smiling. When Lan fell to the ground, a burst of white light suddenly shot out from behind him. Bello lifted the sword vigilantly, but was stunned for a moment. .

Lan Youyou's lips moved twice.

Just such a meal, the blood race disappeared into the white light.

"When did he draw the teleportation array?" Ferris, who also rushed over, looked carefully at the place where Lan disappeared.

Depend on!Actually ran away!

Bello put away the long sword without saying a word, and turned to check Adrian's situation.

The little fat dragon was carefully held in Yisi's arms, looking pitifully motionless.

But——if you look closely, the round chest is still heaving.

"He won't be..." Ferris had black lines.

He was right in thinking, because he was tired and hungry, and he had lost too much blood, Adrian relaxed as soon as he was hugged by Iss.

Then fell asleep.

"Did he bleed a lot..." The red dragon glared at the little dragon in Iss' arms.

"Dragon is not that fragile." Bello glanced at Ferris. "I believe Ed was a strong boy."

strong?Ferris stared at the fat dragon.I'm afraid it's nerve-wracking, right?

Mr. Noble walked slowly towards the lawn where Cappadocia is located: "He did bleed a lot...huh?"

Yisi also seemed to remember something, and looked down.

Adrian's chest and neck were clean, with no trace of blood.

He doesn't remember helping Ed wipe the blood?

Is recalled a little.

I really only cared about stopping the bleeding just now.

"That vampire said something to me just now." Bello frowned.

Two pairs of eyes looked at him immediately.

"He said...almost." Lan didn't make a sound at the time, and Bello analyzed his lips.

This sentence was very inexplicable, but it successfully made Bello's movements pause, which is why Lan escaped so smoothly.

"Almost?" Ferris repeated, not quite understanding what it meant.

"The collection of dragon's blood." Yisi said softly. "He probably collected quite a few."

Ferris bared loudly, bent down and picked up the elf lying on the lawn. "He's dead, what do you need dragon blood for?"

"As long as the heart is not crushed, he will not die." Cappadocia, who had been watching silently, suddenly interrupted.

Perhaps the junior vampires would be afraid of the sun and some holy artifacts, but after he observed it, Lan might be an elder among the vampires.

This means that his self-healing ability will only be more perverted than people's perception of ordinary blood races.

Except for the two who were unconscious, everyone present heard the conversation between Lan and Yisi.

I have to say that Lan's obsession is quite astonishing, and he still hasn't forgotten his original intention after being injured like that by Bello.

Cappadocia quietly put Casey back into the shape of a little bat and put it in his pocket, and stepped forward to check Adrian.

The little fat dragon looked very tired, and his round belly seemed to have deflated a lot.

Mr. Noble is about to feel distressed. Ever since Adrian shyly brought apples into his manor, when did he let Leiden—well, Cappadocia be carefully fed with all kinds of delicacies?When will Little Fat Dragon be hungry for a day and a night like now?

It is better for Xiaolong to be chubby.

"It's just a general gathering technique." The butler quickly came to a conclusion.

This method is usually used by blood servants to collect blood for their masters. It can collect the liquid exuded from the wound to the maximum extent and keep it fresh and clean-in a certain way, it is very practical, so Cappadoc who likes to collect ingredients Sia is no stranger.

As long as the bleeding is stopped in time, the collection object will not be damaged too much.

Mr. Noble is relieved.

Unlike Ferrez, who is useless in magic, Cappadocia quietly drew a gorgeous and complicated magic circle by the flowerbed early on.

Knowing that the other party is a flying dragon, Yisi doesn't plan to be troublesome.

"Thank you for your generosity tonight, after which I'll—"

Before Mr. Noble could finish his courtesy, Ferris suddenly interrupted him.

"Who said you could leave?"

Although he was impatient, Yisi patiently put on a puzzled expression.

Ferris glanced at Bello before speaking.

"You can go, leave the little fat man behind!"