The Blood Hourglass

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Everyone turned their heads involuntarily, when their eyes stayed on a short purple-red hair, silver-gray eyes, plus that beautiful flower-like face, even though they were men, they were more beautiful than women. For a while, all their eyes could no longer look from him. When he moved away, even the wonderful fight in the right stone chamber was not appreciated.

"Who are you?" Kraft, who was standing on the outermost layer, asked first.

"Do you think I'm a human?" The other party glared at him, and Clough's iron face couldn't help but reddened, squeaking, "I...I asked what your name is? How... How come you come Here?"

"It was the patriarch who asked me to come, saying that the three of us were the scheduled members of the back of the dark, so let us meet Captain Feng, we will come, there is no problem?" Hong Wu smiled, not smiling is enough , Smiled now, and saw that the players on the back of Darkness were blushing and waved their hands straight, "No problem, no problem, of course no problem." But except for him, the man nicknamed the Earl, he stood alone. In the most inconspicuous place at the end, looking at this person with silver-gray eyes but purple-red hair, his face is familiar. This is the feeling when he sees him at first glance, but is he really the nobleman he knows? Not sure, so he didn't say anything, and kept standing there quietly, watching.

"Safrot!" Hong Wu suddenly leaped over the group of onlookers at the door of the right stone room, and directly found him, "Where is Luvian? Where did you keep Luvian?"

"Luvian?" In Jill's heart, there was another hum, another acquaintance, but how could they escape from heaven? He couldn't believe it, so he remained silent.

When Elkend’s moon-shaped dagger swept across Saffrot’s arm, there was only a decent sound. I don’t know when, Saffrot’s long sword had already returned to its sleeve, and that sweep was exactly the same as the long sword. So, apart from a cut in his sleeve, Saffrot did not have any damage. Instead, Saffrot clasped Elkend’s dagger's wrist, folded it strongly, and sent it along. Elkend's dagger pierced straight into his chest.

Seeing that the opponent was about to lose, Saferot turned his head and looked at Hong Wu who walked in, "Are you here to find her?"

"Of course, what about her? What happened to her injury?" Hong Wu thought about Luvian's injury all the way, so as soon as she entered the headquarters of the Night Clan, she didn't even pay attention to her mother, Sovere. Especially here, just come straight.

Elkender was not an ordinary weak person either. Seeing that he didn't listen to his command, a Lingkong got up, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, perfectly avoiding the dagger in his hand.

"It's so beautiful! Captain!" The players who looked aside shouted loudly.

"The gunshot wound is healed." But Saferot didn't seem to care, stood still, thought for a moment, and replied.

"The gunshot wound is over? What do you mean? She has other injuries?" When Hong Wu heard it, the ease just disappeared all at once, two silver rays of light passed by, Hong Wu had already stood in front of Safrot , His hand was holding his collar with a stern expression.

"I don't know." Saferot shook his head.

"How did you take care of her? How could you hurt her?" Hong Wu glared at Safrot in anger, and kept asking.

"I should ask you, it is an old wound, and it is already very troublesome to treat it now." Saferot is not a fool. Hearing what Buddha said, he naturally knew that it was an injury a long time ago, with such a heavy wound. They have completely healed, at least for a month.

"What?" Hong Wu was taken aback. Why didn't he know that Luvian was injured, "What is the injury?"

"I don't know." Saferot shook his head.

Just about the red dance, Alfick, who had been silent on the side, took a step, "It should have been injured by the weapon of the Light Race. Fod said that it was a sharp weapon that passed through his chest. It is a miracle to live until now."

"The Clan of Light? Angel?" Hong Wu's complexion faded, thinking.

"Yes. As long as it is injured by the weapon of the Light Race, there will be something left in the wound, making the inside of the wound unable to heal. Now although her external wound is completely healed, it is not inside. If you want to heal, you must Cut the wound, clean the inside of the wound with silver blood, and then let the wound heal. Of course, this is not a difficult task, but the silver blood required for this process may have all of the light family." Speaking of this, it can be cured. Alfik knows better than Safrot.

"Luvian, why didn't you tell me!" Hong Wu listened, suddenly furious, a flash of anger, his right hand punched on the stone wall behind him, with a rumble, the whole stone room shook a few times, leaving on the stone wall The next fist-sized cave.

"That's why he is going to catch a Clan of Light?" Dreyer said in a daze.

"Did you admit defeat?" Saferot didn't seem to be listening to their conversation, his eyes kept falling on the opponent, seeing that the opponent had been standing on the opposite side and had never attacked, he asked directly.

"Of course not." Elkend's face shook, and he twisted his wrist. He was squeezed by Saffrott's force just now. Now he still feels a little numb. After shaking it again, he has recovered a bit and is about to go again Charged to the opponent, but only heard Celtic shouts from outside the stone room, "Safrot! Safrot! She has an accident!"

As a result, the Celtic wind rushed into the fifth room, and everyone rushed out of the right room and collided with him in the fifth room.

"What's the matter?" He called Saferot's name, and when he heard him say, "Something happened to her," Saferot couldn't help dropping his opponent and rushed out first.

"She... doesn't wake up no matter how she screams." Celtic raised his hands and presented the sleeping girl in front of Saffrot. Saffrot said nothing, but slowly took her and looked at her. But it was terribly cold, and even the Celtics on the opposite side had a cold war. The other people beside him dared not step forward, even Alfick quietly watched him hold the girl towards the stone table in the stone room, and slowly put it down.

"It's her..." Jill saw that it was really the girl, but now he can't help but get excited, because someone is more excited than him.

"Luvian!" Hong Wu didn't care about Saffrot's horror at all, and leaped forward and rushed to the stone table, "Luvian! Wake me up! I have followed the Night Race to see you. How can you do this without even opening your eyes."

"Don't touch her!" Saferot suddenly raised his eyes coldly and frightened.

"What about touching it? Is she yours?" Hong Wu said without a word.

"She...I..." Saferot looked at himself, then looked down at the **** the stone table, there was nothing to say.

Hong Wu stepped forward and held up the girl's head, "Wake up! Luvian! Someone promised me that they can take you away. If you wake up, we will leave immediately."

"No!" Hong Wu was about to pick up the girl. Safrot grabbed his hand and pressed it down. Hong Wu said angrily, "Why? Want to do it?"

"Do you think I would be afraid of doing it? The defeated opponent?" Saffrott's cold eyes suddenly lit up and laughed.

"You..." Hong Wu was helpless, if she really started fighting, she would definitely not be his opposite cradle, not to mention that she was carrying a comatose girl now.

"Okay, stop making trouble! Isn't it the most important thing to save her like this?" Elkend stepped forward and persuaded.

"This..." Although Saferot and Hong Wu were unwilling, they still let go of their hands, and the girl lay firmly on the stone table again.

Elkender is the captain after all, and now someone has something wrong, he has to deal with it instead of letting other players fight for it. Looking back at Celtic who was staying there, he asked, "Celtic, aren't you a healer? What do you think of her?"

"This... if my guess is correct, she probably ate too much silver blood." Celt didn't want to stand up, but now when asked by Elkend, it won't work if she doesn't come out. .

"Silver blood?" Elkend was surprised, "Where is the silver blood?"

"I'm there." Celtic said, taking a peek at Saffrot, a trace of killing intent flashed in Saffrot's eyes, so scared that he immediately turned his gaze back, "I use it to make medicine. But she said it was delicious, so she took them all. She didn't expect that she would...would...drink them all."

"What? Drinking silver blood? She's going to die!" Dreyer was always a guy who feared that the world would not be chaotic. He shouted when he heard this.

"Yeah! I think she may not have been a noble for a long time, and she doesn’t know anything. It’s delicious? Of course, but can she drink it with her ability? Don’t look at her own strength, just drink silver blood, Drinking so much, oh~" Clough also mixed in, after all, she was the first noble to drink silver blood in his ears.

"You... are mine..." Saverott teleported and stood in front of Celtic, asking every word with a hint of chill.

"Yes, actually I didn’t want her to drink silver blood like you did at the beginning, but she took a sip of black and vomited it out, saying it’s not good, so she grabbed a bottle of silver blood and drank it, saying it was delicious , And said that I will only drink this in the future. She came back last night and took all the silver blood, not even your dinner left." Celtic threw a very sorry look to Saffrot. Saffrot's heart rose in anger, but he didn't know what to do with the guy in front of him. He originally saved his life, or it could be said that it was his, but... but now he actually killed her like this .

"He..." Elkend glanced at Saferot and asked, "Drinking Silver Blood?"

"Is the dwarf patriarch not telling you? He is a noble who feeds on silver and blood, so his strength is recognized by me and the patriarch." Celtic has obtained the approval of the patriarch and can promote Sa to the whole family. Frot's power.

"Maybe it's okay for me to drink silver blood, but how can you drink silver blood for her?" Hearing that Celtic has only strong in his mouth, in addition to being strong or strong, he is a healer and a researcher to create a strong, for himself He can experiment with anyone for his achievements. It was himself at first, but now it is her.

"But she is also one of my experiments." Celtic didn't think there was anything wrong. "Even if she is different to you, to me, it is exactly the same as you."

"You..." Saffrott hated him, but was speechless, his eyes gradually sinking and getting cold, and finally it was like a layer of extreme ice was sealed.

[End of Volume 11]

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