Chapter 382 Deep Temptation

Mingzhu looked at Wang in fear and thought she had heard it wrong.

"You have won glory for our blood clan and seek to survive in the raging fire. I just said that I want to reward you. This is a gift for you. Wang pointed to the trembling vampire and said coldly.

"Wang, don't! Wang... I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong... I don't dare anymore!"

"He is a member who has just been embraced for the first time, and he still carries human greed and desire. The important thing is that there is human blood flowing on his body... I have smelled the blood on his body. Pearl, I know you will like it as much as I do."

Wang's narrative and Pearl's own induction made Pearl instantly addicted as if it were opium. Feng Junyang could not imagine the speed of Mingzhu. She rushed over like lightning, just with a scream. The vampire was controlled by Mingzhu's hand. Mingzhu stretched out her sharp claws, grabbed the vampire's shoulder, and then quickly buried her head deep into his neck.

Feng Junyang clearly heard the sound of blood reaching her body through Pearl's mouth, and Pearl's smooth roar... Other vampires were also extremely excited when they saw the live performance. They shouted excitedly and circled around Pearl, as if they hoped to leave them a mouthful of blood. Vampire's greed is also vivid at this moment.

Wang was satisfied with Mingzhu's performance. He saw that Mingzhu had the same characteristics as himself, clean and neat, cruel and decisive. Mingzhu had a full meal and saw Feng Junyang's strange eyes, which made her chill, as if her performance in front of him made him extremely disgusting.

She returned to him, looked up at him and whispered, "What's wrong with you? Does it make you feel bad?"

He smiled indifferently: "I just feel strange. The vegetarian just became..." He wanted to say, what else is Mingzhu worth believing in? If you have trust in the pearl, it is the trust in vampires.

"I..." Mingzhu whispered to explain, and Feng Junyang patted her on the shoulder, saying that there was no need. In front of so many vampires, he doesn't want to argue with her, and everything will soon be over.

The "Upper King" stood high and spoke condescendingly to the vampires: "This is the end against me. Even if the Bliss World is in front of me, I will let him disappear at the last minute..."

The ghosts answered with fear, "Follow the king's instructions..."

Feng Junyang saw the "harmonious" spirit of the ghosts and was even more respectful to their king. He warned himself that everything must be successful in one fell swoop and there should be no mistake. Otherwise, if he angers these vampires, he will be torn to pieces by them.

Mr. Butterfly and Feng Junyang are close at hand, but far away. The two have no chance to get close, let alone discuss things together.

They can only give each other encouraging eyes, cheering each other up and trusting each other. Feng Junyang's eyes told Mr. Butterfly that everything was ready. Mr. Butterfly's eyes also conveyed relaxation. He believed that Feng Junyang was his lucky star and would be lucky to avoid anything.

"The auspicious time is coming, Wang, please follow me into the entrance of the channel." We must be fully prepared before the auspicious time. Feng Junyang said to the "Upper King" with a smile that the ghosts showed higher enthusiasm one after another. They knew that after dawn, they were no longer vampires rejected by the world, but like immortals.

"Isn't the channel here?" Wang is not without **, but a little more vigilance and suspicion, "Where else are we going?"

Feng Junyang knew that this was a difficult master to deal with. He said calmly, "Since it is a place leading to bliss, it is naturally an extremely hidden and mysterious place. Wang, don't worry, the more hidden that place is, the more secure it is."

"How to get there?"

"According to my feeling, a large group of human beings are approaching us. They are not only a group of mortals, but also our nemesis - werewolves. They are the assistance invited by the werewolf Yan'an to go overseas. As far as I know, this group of werewolves once killed a thousand-year-old blood clan in Constantinople, England... Yan'an invited them for assistance to destroy us here before the auspicious time..."

Feng Junyang's calm and urgent narrative made all the vampires look sideways at him. Wang heard this and asked, "Where did your news come from?" Is it reliable?"

Feng Junyang smiled and said, "You have long known these news that your keen perception is higher than all our members. I'm afraid you even know how many werewolves they have come."

"Haha..." Wang smiled domineeringly and looked straight at him with a pair of cold eyes. He said, "Your message is really reliable and accurate. So, what can you do to deal with them?

Feng Junyang didn't think about it. Suddenly, he reached out and pressed the eyes of the dragon on the mural, and a huge roar came, which made the vampires a little panic.

"What are you doing?" Wang questioned.

"I just closed the entrance to the dungeon." Feng Junyang replied slowly, "If you close the entrance, they can't get in and win without fighting. That's what I came up with to deal with them."

"It's also a good idea to defend. This is exactly what Wang thought. He had told me before. Mr. Butterfly said to Wang's eyes, and he knew that Wang was asking for his advice. He must say this, so as not to embarrass Feng Junyang or make Wang feel that he has lost his identity.

"If we don't succeed, won't we also cut off our way out?" Wang Jianmei raised his eyebrows and said.

"How can it not succeed? Why do we have to retreat?" Feng Junyang waited for the roar to stop and knew that the heavily shackled dungeon was finally closed. People would never want to come in from the outside, and the people inside would never want to go out. There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and the hidden hints on the calligraphy and paintings turned out to be true! Then, his and Mr. Butterfly's lives are guaranteed!

Then a burst of sadness came to his mind. If the two of them can escape, but only one person can survive... He made a secret decision in his heart, and he decided to give the only opportunity to Mr. Butterfly, because at least there are people who love and care about him. What about him? A helpless person...

"There is no way out?" Wang Cita came and pressed step by step. He walked to Feng Junyang and touched his face with his nose. He laughed and said, "I like your style of doing things!"

He is handsome and dares not come out for fear that he will smell the breath of people on his body. He reached out and pressed the other eye of the dragon, and the place where they were was slowly falling. Now we are going to reach the passage from here. Feng Junyang said humorously, "This is like a farewell ceremony, or a process of transformation. When we walk on the road of change, one step forward is immortality, and one step back is to repeat yesterday's everything... If you plan not to go, you can retreat at this step. Of course, those who move forward bravely, please recall your past and hurry up to repent. Otherwise, after this paragraph, like drinking forgetful soul soup, everything in the past will be forgotten... This is like crossing the bridge..."

Mr. Butterfly continued, "Well, I want to talk to my good brother and thank him for everything for me, but I still believe that he is a dazzling lucky star. May he be safe in this world... We all be fine..."

Feng Junyang heard Mr. Butterfly's confession. For a moment, his heart surged. He suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Mr. Butterfly's hand tightly, but this fatal move was easily resolved by Mr. Butterfly. Mr. Butterfly picked up Mingzhu's hand, gently put it in Feng Junyang's hand, and laughed, "Aren't you going to enter Bliss together? Why does it seem like a life-death separation?

The slowly falling ground finally stopped, and everyone reached an invisible underground, which was surrounded by copper walls and iron walls, indestructible, like a closed prison.

"This place is so strange..." Wang looked around in surprise, "It feels like going to hell."

Feng Junyang was overjoyed. He knew that when the vampire had reached this level, the power of the body itself had been lost and disappeared. Their evil spirit has long triggered the righteousness of the sword of justice, but the vampires are too excited and "dical" to feel it for the time being. At this time, the ground where they stood was buried with gossip images. No wonder Wang also felt strange.