Chapter 44 Blood Elder Campaign Conference

For Prince Saleng, Zhao Yu still had a good impression of him. After all, Prince Saleng firmly supported Zhao Yu when he fought with Glenville. Although Saleng was a little utilitarian at that time, his essence was still good to get rid of these!

Since Prince Saleng sincerely invited Zhao Yu and Feng Qingwu to go, the two greeted Guy and took Zhao Yan, a "light bulb" to Manchester, England.

The three landed in the Pennines in eastern Manchester, and then followed the long-awaited blood messenger to a cemetery at the foot of the mountains.

"What do you want to do at the cemetery?" Zhao Yu looked at the endless tombstones and graves and asked with some vigilance. Once the blood clan did not explain clearly, Zhao Yu was bound to cut it into two pieces the next moment!

The blood messenger has just grown two fangs, which is equivalent to a seven-level practitioners. In the face of Zhao Yu's pressure, he was shocked and quickly explained, "Your Excellency is angry. This is the habitat of our Bruch people..."

"Brother Yu, England belongs to the Holy See. If the blood clan wants to base on this, there will definitely be a more secret point!" Feng Qingwu knew more about the blood clan and quickly signaled Zhao Yu not to worry.

When Zhao Yu saw that Feng Qingwu said the same, he withdrew his pressure.

Seeing that Zhao Yu finally believed it, the blood messenger quickly wiped a cold sweat and expressed his gratitude to Feng Qingwu. Feng Qingwu waved his hand, indicating that the blood messenger should open the secret channel first.

The blood messenger did not dare to neglect and quickly made a cry that was difficult for ordinary people to hear, and a strange scene appeared: the cemetery shook after the blood messenger stopped crying, and then a crack appeared on the ground, and an ancient and mysterious castle replaced the original cemetery.

"It's incredible that this castle is built underground and completely supported and operated by a huge magic power!" Zhao Yu has been observing all this with his divine consciousness. He was stunned to find that the underground castle was surrounded by a layer of fog that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and in this fog, Zhao Yu distinguished a breath fluctuation similar to dark magic!

"Adults really have good eyesight!" The blood messenger said admiringly, "This castle was created by the third lord of the clan with his own flesh and blood before his death. Even the twelve-winged wise angel can't be broken from the outside, and even the fourteen-winged blazing angel has to attack twice!"

Zhao Yu didn't expect the castle to be so strong. Of course, he was full of admiration for the people who created the castle, but he also had a trace of vigilance. If the blood clan was unfavorable to their own side, then he would have no chance to survive at all! Zhao Yu will not believe that his half-hearted space power can break the castle that even the second holy level can only be broken with all his strength!

"Don't worry, honey, there is no organ inside this castle!" When Feng Qingwu saw Zhao Yu's appearance, she immediately guessed something and quickly sent him a voice, "The fifth command of the blood clan and the sixth order to kill relatives can ensure that we will not be in any danger, not to mention that the blood clan is not as good as before, otherwise we will not turn to the dark parliament!"

Zhao Yu's precepts for the blood clan were not clear, but Zhao Yu was relieved when he heard Feng Qingwu's last words. Because Feng Qingwu dares to say so, Rothschild must be much stronger than the current blood clan, and Zhao Yu is still a disciple of Taoism. Even if the blood clan wants to touch them, they have to consider whether he is qualified!

has ensured its own safety, and Zhao Yu no longer hesitates to let the blood messenger lead into the castle first.

When Zhao Yu entered the castle, he felt a fluctuation similar to the space transformation in the secret environment. He hesitated a little and shook his head and strode towards a smiling blood man not far away.

The blood clan was Prince Sa Leng. When he saw Zhao Yu coming, he immediately gave Zhao Yu a warm hug, and then politely greeted Feng Qingwu and Zhao Yan.

"Ha ha, only a few months apart, Zhao Yu's little brother's strength has surpassed me, a bad old man, which makes me really ashamed!" At the end of the etiquette of the meeting, the four of them sat at separate seats, and Prince Salam said first.

"The prince has endless life, and we are also envious!" Feng Qingwu answered casually.

"Ha..." Saleng felt very useful and quickly clapped his hands. Suddenly, two beautiful people came out with four cups of blood-red ** and gave them to Saleng and Zhao Yu.

"I'm sorry, I won't drink this..." Zhao Yan looked at the ** in the cup like blood, and suddenly turned up a burst of sour water in her heart, and there was a faint smell in her nose.

"This is not blood..." Prince Sa Leng picked up the glass and took a sip. Seeing that Zhao Yu and Feng Qingwu did not move the glass, he quickly explained, "This is the spiritual wine brewed by our blood clan - Bloody Mary. Although the taste is not as good as Miss Qingwu's Lafite red wine, it is better than that it is full of aura and a glass is enough to drink. The upper and lower level practitioners practice for a year!"

When Zhao Yu saw that Prince Sa Leng said so, he no longer shirked it. He stuffed his nose with aura and poured it fiercely, but the ensuing hot and strong fragrance made Zhao Yu sigh sincerely: "What a good wine, it is worthy of spiritual wine!"

"Ha ha, Zhao Yu's little brother is really cheerful!" When Sa Leng saw Zhao Yu drinking the bloody Mary, he was immediately very happy and finished his breath.

When Zhao Yan and Feng Qingwu saw that Zhao Yu had drunk all the bloody Mary, they also took a sip of the doubt. Of course, the two also felt that the wine was also delicious, but in order to maintain their image, the two women only took a small sip at a time. After frequently taking, gently siping and putting the cup, they finally drank up their scarlet Mary. After drinking, Zhao Yan felt still not satisfied, and asked Prince Saleng for another cup...

"Brother Sa Leng, I don't know why you asked me to come with Qingwu?" After Zhao Yu and Sa talked coldly and randomly, they finally came to the point.

"Brother Zhao Yu, it's not appropriate to talk about this matter here. The three of them come with me!" Sa Leng was also relieved to see Zhao Yu bring up the topic. Sa Leng was embarrassed to say this matter directly, but he was afraid that Zhao Yu would pretend to be confused, so he had to treat Zhao Yu with the most precious wine, hoping that Zhao Yu could accept his favor, so the following things would be convenient, and Zhao Yu did the same...

Zhao Yu and the other two turned up and down the castle with Saleng and finally came to a small hidden room. After confirming Saleng's fingerprints, the door opened.

After entering the room, Zhao Yu felt a little surprised. He didn't expect to feel small from the outside. In fact, the interior is wide and the layout is very luxurious.

"Brother Zhao Yu, it's all up to you to help me at this elder campaign!" After the door closed, the calmness on his face immediately dissipated and was replaced by an anxious look.

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