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"Hey, don't be angry." The man seemed to have the ability to foresee, and before Yi Xiu made a move, he held down his hand and said softly, "I'm here to help you."

Yi Xiu narrowed his eyes, "You are a person who dare not even show your face, what can you do to help me?"

The man chuckled: "As far as I know, you are only a second-generation blood family, and you are the only second-generation blood family. The pope and the archbishop in the church can fight you. Now, the holy son is under the noses of both of them." , You said, can you retreat unscathed under the siege of the two of them and a group of clergymen who are not bad?"

Yi Xiu's eyes flickered coldly, and he glanced in the direction of the church.If the Pope is really in the church, then he really has to consider whether to go inside the church.

The reason why he has been stopping the blood clan from continuing to expand is because he is afraid of the Pope.Even in the past hundred years, he has been sleeping for most of the time.It is to recover as soon as possible the trauma suffered in the great war a hundred years ago.

Yi Xiu couldn't help but think of the blood clan civil war thousands of years ago.

3000 years ago, the remaining twelve princes joined forces in a vain attempt to overthrow the rule of the newly appointed Blood Emperor. He was traveling in the East at that time and knew nothing about it.

After returning, I heard that not long after he left, the former blood emperor was actually sucked dry by a human being, and that human being, not only did not die, but became the most powerful blood clan and ascended to the position of blood emperor .

But obviously, it is different from the wild species like him who climbed up to the prince step by step, slaughtered a second-generation blood with a high bloodline, and replaced it by himself.

Those pure natural second-generation blood clans couldn't tolerate this blood emperor, and they were also afraid that this blood emperor would collude with humans and cause harm to them.Simply unite and prepare to destroy the blood emperor first, and then choose one of the strongest among them to be the next blood emperor.

But in the end, they failed.

When Iseus came back, he was 'happy' to learn that all twelve of his opponents were seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep.And that Blood Emperor also disappeared without a trace.

He is the only second-generation blood clan left in the blood clan, supporting the overall situation alone.

If he didn't know where the dozen or so guys were sleeping, Iseus felt that he would have to chop them up.

At that time, it was the time when the Church was at its strongest, and it was fine for them to fight among themselves, and the strong blood clan withered away, leaving only three or two big cats and kittens.

Iseus simply didn't want to recall how he took the blood clan's disabled number and walked step by step to where he is today.

Less than a month after he returned to the blood race, the church sent a large number of clergymen to attack them. He couldn't protect all the clansmen by himself, so he could only give priority to those with outstanding talent and strength, and tried his best to increase the strength of the blood race. It was hard to resist the attacks of human beings again and again.

Because of this, hundreds of years ago, after he already knew the sleeping places of the dozen or so old antiques, not only did he not wake them up, but he also helped them add a handful of soil to ensure that no one would be able to find them.

Don't you like Civil War?

Didn't he even forget his own identity, didn't he even care about the whole blood race?Then just don't wake up!

Not only Isius, but all the blood races who knew about the civil war launched a civil war against the twelve, and now they can only hold on to half of the territory, and the princes whose strength is almost the same as that of human beings don't have any good feelings.Wish they never showed up.

Among them, the seven dukes of the third-generation blood clan are the most powerful. They probably don't want the rest of the second-generation blood clan to return.

After all, Iseus is not keen on power. As long as the overall interests of the vampires are not blocked, Iseus will not bother with anything and will not destroy their personal interests.And what about those second-generation blood races?

It can be seen from the bad things they did back then, once they come back, how can the seven of them have anything to do with this blood race? !

They have worked so hard for thousands of years for the sake of the family and the blood clan. Is it possible that it is specifically to make wedding dresses for other people in the end?

The reason why they respect Isius is not only because of his contribution to the blood race and his great strength, but also because Isus is an umbrella for them rather than a hanging sword?

Yi Xiu regained his composure from the memories, and said coldly: "Why should I believe you? I don't remember that there are No. 14 second-generation blood races in the world who haven't appeared in thousands of years."

Yi Xiu was almost certain that the guy behind him was a vampire rather than a human.And the strength is much higher than him.

However, when he thought that he had worked so hard to develop the blood clan all these years, and this guy had never shown his face as a member of the blood clan, Yi Xiu couldn't help but feel a little upset, and his tone was colder than usual.

The man's dark red eyes filled with blood were filled with a little smile, staring at Yi Xiu's side face, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is indeed no No. 14 second-generation blood race in this world, but the blood race is not mine, why should I?" I don’t care? It’s like I’ve never helped human beings in the slightest. What does their life and death have to do with me?”

Yi Xiu frowned slightly, and in an instant, a very familiar name popped up in his mind: "Lace?"

He turned around in an instant, facing the face engraved in the ancient book, which he had seen countless times.

Lyces had already let go of his hand when he turned around, leaning against the gray wall, and said with a smile in his eyes: "You recognized me? Your Royal Highness~"

Yi Xiu's complexion seemed to be covered with frost, and he immediately turned cold, "You were the protagonist of the civil war back then, I don't remember anyone, can't I not remember you?"

Seeing that one of the culprits was the bastard who kept molesting him, Yi Xiu's murderous intent and anger increased several times. If it weren't for these bastards, how could he be suppressed by a group of juniors? I don't know how many times, he Almost followed in the footsteps of the group of traitors (the remaining twelve princes).

Lyces saw the murderous look in the eyes of the opposite person getting more and more serious, and he knew what was going on after thinking about it, he shrugged, with a helpless look: "I said baby, you can't blame me for what happened back then, can you? Didn’t those old immortals attack first, I didn’t want to do anything to them. Besides, I was also seriously injured, so I had to find a place to sleep first to recover from my injuries. Otherwise, how could I have watched you get hurt? How about ignoring it?"

After Yi Xiu heard his explanation, the murderous intent in his eyes faded a lot, but he didn't pay attention to his plan, he snorted lightly, turned and left.

After all, his injuries haven't fully healed yet, if, as Laces said, the Pope is in the church, then he really doesn't guarantee that he can leave intact.

Laces originally wanted to wait for Iseus to beg him, or ask him why he didn't act as a blood race.It turned out that he ignored him at all and left decisively.

Laces was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed out loud, it would have been great if he could have met Iseus back then, it would have been a waste of so many years of delay.

This temper is really to his taste.

Fortunately, it is not too late now.

After walking a certain distance, Yi Xiu paused when he heard the cheerful laughter behind him. This guy must be out of his mind.