The Original Vampire

Chapter 213

Bingyan City.

In an ordinary tavern in the west of the city, the atmosphere is warm and cheerful.

The wooden tables and chairs were moved around the lobby at will. The place in the middle became a humble dance floor. The enthusiastic northern borders were showing their stingy dancing posture and drinking spicy and refreshing barley wine.

The owner of the tavern command several servants and kept bringing all kinds of food and alcohol from the bar. The flames burning in the fireplace dispeld up a hint of chill in early spring.

Ding Dong- 咚 ——

In the crisp door bell, a young man wearing purple clothes, a red soft hat, and a whisty -dressed dress walked into the tavern.

There is a harp on his shoulders, which is the favorite instrument of the blooming poet.

After seeing the young people, the tavern cheered suddenly and looked familiar to him.

A wine guest shouted loudly: “Dear chairman! What story is planning to bring us today?”

The young blooming poet took off the red soft hat, took her chin, and walked proudly to the center of the dance floor, holding it: “I have a good story, but do you have a good wine that is worthy of it?”

“Why don’t you have a good wine!” Everyone coaxed, at the same time looked at the owner of the tavern behind the bar.

The owner of the tavern shook his head helplessly, and reluctantly took out a bottle of packaging with exquisite packaging red wine and said, “Three silver coins! Do you remember to help him check out!”

“Know, our reward has always been generous!”

“But the story must be wonderful, otherwise I don’t pay!”

“Hurry up, hurry up, what’s a good story today?”

Nympho

In the urging voice of the crowd, the blooming poet took the wine from the tavern owner slowly, took a sip of his head, and then closed his eyes.

It wasn’t until everyone’s discussion became more and more intense that he opened his eyes again, as if he was still thinking about the taste of the wine, shook his head and fiddled with the Huaiqin in his hand.

In the crisp piano sound, the tavern gradually quietly, only the charcoal in the fireplace made a crackling sound.

The wine guests were seated and waited patiently for the performance of the bard.

“Today, I will bring you the story of the Angle Earnistic Expeditionary Demon Empire.”

“Well, wait!” A wine guest suddenly interrupted, “How many times did we have heard the story of the Giant Demon Empire of the Giant Demon Empire these days, can you come to something fresh?”

“Yes, yes! Otherwise, don’t blame us don’t help you pay for wine!”

Hearing the noise of the crowd, the chairman snorted impatiently and said, “Of course, I won’t talk about what you all know.”

“What do you want to say?”

“Today I want to tell the story of how Ang Lien killed the Giant Devil Emperor, do you want to listen?”

“Listen, listen, listen!”

Everyone was quiet.

Although the deeds of the Collin Expeditionary Demon Empire have spread all over the streets and alleys of Bingyan City, some of the details have not been disclosed. At this time Details, of course, everyone is interested.

The yin poet cough a few times, moved the strings again, and began to sing:

“It was a morning snowy morning,

Outside the Giant Devil’s City, the Black Army was under pressure.

The evil giant devil has been hiding behind the decaying king city,

Dare not face the edge of the Black Army.

The incarnation of justice, the heroic and invincible Angle Line,

Sending a duel invitation to the cowardly giant emperor … ”

“Dueling?” A voice suddenly interrupted the voya poet. “How do I hear that the Viscount Angle is invited to talk about the Giant Devil Emperor?”

“Huh?” The blooming poet’s brows suddenly turned into a ball, “Who interrupted me?”

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw that two middle -aged men in the corner sat opposite.

Under the dark candlelight, they couldn’t see their face clearly, but their voice was very strange.

“Hey, the two of you who do not understand the rules, you don’t welcome you here.”

The crowd suddenly became noisy and wanted to drive away the two foreigners who disturbed them to listen to the story.

The owner of the tavern frowned and walked over, just wanted to reprimand, but after seeing the rich clothes on the other party, the tone suddenly slowed down a lot:

“Sorry, two, please leave as soon as possible, I don’t want to cause trouble.”

The two foreigners smiled at each other, and did not embarrass the owner of the tavern. After throwing out a few silver coins, they got up and walked out.

The owner of the tavern picked up the silver coin and sighed in his heart-

It’s really two guests.

So, he turned his head and rejected the wine guests. “You bastard, you just rushed away from the two big masters!”

Naturally, the wine guests were a hippie smiley face, and they said that they would take care of the boss of the tavern owner, and persuaded him not to worry about the two foreigners.

Nympho

Out of the tavern, the older who was lighter to the foreigner said to his companion: “Adults actually hear a new version.”

“Yeah.” The older foreigner laughed, “Oh, now there are five or six versions about how to kill the Giant Devil Emperor about how to kill the Giant Devil Emperor.

Some said that it was killed in the duel, some said that it was suddenly difficult to kill during the talks.

“I always feel that someone deliberately spread these different versions. The purpose is to hide that real process.”

“But why do you do this? One thing to kill the glory of the Giant Devil Emperor, why should you conceal the specific details?”

“Perhaps, Angle Viscount really takes the means … a little mean.”

“Maybe. But fighting the battlefield, there is nothing to do with everything, how can there be any meanings and disadvantages.”

“After all, Angle Viscount is still young, I am afraid he still wants to build a glorious image for himself.”

“Hehe, young …” The older foreign people shook their heads, and I didn’t know what to deny. “Let’s go, walk around Bingyan City for so many days, and I should see the magical Angle Venture. It’s. ”

“Yes, adult.”

Nympho

The two foreigners came to Red Castle along the way.

At this time, the night was deep, and the guards in front of the castle stopped their way and asked, “Who are you?”

The old -fashioned foreign people shook the cloak on their body and exposed the golden lion badge on their chests.

The guard suddenly widened: “You, are you the messenger of the San Hilder family?”

“Don’t you know me?” Foreigners took two steps forward, letting the light of the torch illuminate his face.

The guards looked carefully and felt how familiar this person was.

Suddenly, a guard finally remembered, screamed, “Saint … Duke of Saint Hilde! It’s really you! Huan … welcome to the Red Fort!”

“Duke?” The rest of the guards woke up like a dream and quickly bowed to salute.

Duke Saint Hilde laughed and waved his hand, “What about Collin? If you haven’t slept yet, let him see me.”

“Yes, yes!” The guards quickly welcomed the Duke of Saint Hilde into the red castle, and at the same time, one hurriedly rushed to the lord’s bedroom.

The Duke of the North came to Bingyan City silently.

(This chapter is finished)