Chapter 47 Seven Family Convergence

London's winter nights are long and cold, and blizzards make London citizens unwilling to go out at night. Even the "night owls" who have always liked to go out for fun at night are a little reluctant to squat by the stove for warmth.

It's another blizzard night. The night is as dark as ink. Only under the faint light street lights can you see large snowflakes falling in the roar of the cold wind.

At this moment, there was a "squeaky" sound of snow stepping from the distance, which looked particularly "glow" on this silent night.

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Magri is a devout old believer. When he was young, he was convicted of theft and imprisoned for ten years. During this period, he was transformed by a priest who accidentally came to prison. After 30 years, he went to the church 30 miles away from home to listen to the teachings of the Lord.

Today, due to the snowstorm, the bus stopped early, and Magri had to walk home in the wind and snow. Fortunately, the missionary of the church gave him a bucket hat before leaving, which saved him from the cold wind.

Magri walked for nearly three hours. Seeing that he could reach his "goat" after passing through two dark alleys, he took a rest under the roadside stop sign. For the elderly Magri, the long journey has made him feel very tired, and his feet have been numb and sore. At this moment, it is approaching the early morning, and he doesn't care about taking a ten-minute break.

Just as he felt that he had regained his strength and was ready to leave, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps. As a human instinct, Magri subconsciously glanced at the people who gradually came into view, but due to the dim light and the deterioration of old vision, he only vaguely distinguished two young women and four men.

"Young man, it's very late. You'd better go home early, or your family will be worried..." Magri looked at the young man and woman coming towards him and kindly reminded him.

But something unforgettable happened to Magri: one of the older people suddenly grinned and then flew towards Magri. Twoya ya ya suddenly grew out, obviously a vampire who wanted to suck Magri dry!

"Lord, help me!" When Magri was a child, he heard the story that vampires would appear at night, but he didn't expect to encounter it. His heart suddenly became cold, and he quickly closed his eyes and collapsed on the ground.

Magri felt a sudden cold on his neck, and then the pain in his cone almost made him fall into a coma, but at this moment, a warm current surged up in his lower abdomen, which kept him awake, and he was shocked to find that his senses suddenly strengthened at this moment, and a strong smell of blood made him unable to vomit.

"Sahan, stop it quickly! Don't forget that we didn't come out to look for food this time!" A man who looks the same as the vampire who took action said.

"Saleng, although I temporarily admit that you are the patriarch, it's not your turn to manage my affairs, is it?" Sa Han pulled his fangs out of Magri's neck and licked the blood splashed on his face with his tongue and said.

"It's just an old man. His blood is not fresh. It's really tasteless..." Zhao Yu curled his lips and said. Zhao Yu would not stop it even if he was not used to the practice of spreading cold, but because Magri was born and reminded him to wait for others to go home early to rest, which made Zhao Yu have a good evaluation of Magri, so he made an exception to interfere.

"The taste is really not good..." When Sa Han heard Zhao Yu stop him, he was bored, but thinking of the power and * behind him, he had to swallow his anger, but in order to maintain some face, he deliberately spit out the blood left in his mouth, indicating that the taste was disgusting.

"Xiaotong, help this old man treat him!" Feng Qingwu saw that Zhao Yu successfully stopped the cold and quickly summoned Xiaotong to help treat the seriously injured old man.

Xiaotong got the order and immediately performed a wooden healing technique, and the wound on Magri's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Old man, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. Here is a bank card. Although there is not much money in it, just make up for our compensation for your accidental injury!" Feng Qingwu knew that Magri had not fallen into a coma, so she quickly took out a bank card from the storage ring and put it in the pocket of Magry's coat, saying apologetically.

Magri slowly opened her eyes, and the phoenix danced more beautiful in the dim light, and Magri's dizzy eyes actually turned the light behind her to be the holy light, so she fell to the ground and muttered, "The Virgin Mary is above, your most devout believers thank you for your gift!"

Looking at Magri, who fell into a coma because of excitement, Feng Qingwu couldn't laugh or cry. Although her relationship with the Holy See is not hostile or an ally now, the followers of the Holy See actually regard her as the Virgin Mary, which is really... speechless!

The people did not pay attention to Magri, because there was not much time before the seven races gathered.

After everyone left, Magri slowly woke up from his coma. He looked at the bank card in his coat pocket and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect to see the Virgin Mary. It seems that my piety touched her... I will definitely be more pious!"

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"Pear, it's time to go to the meeting place of the seven clans, or those old guys will reprimand you again..." A young and beautiful woman gently knocked on the door of Quentin, the patriarch of the Torredo clan, and said resentful.

"Oh, it will be ready soon!" Quentin replied as he worked hard on a lovely girl.

"What's worth remembering about that woman? Is it because she looks like DeLilla who gave you great/fa power? Of course, the beautiful woman knew what Quentin was doing in the room. When she saw him, she cared more about the girl, so she couldn't help roaring angrily in her heart.

"My first-time baby, we Torredo pay the most attention to elegance. Your behavior just now is against ethnic rules..." Quentin's body suddenly appeared in front of the beautiful woman, stabbed his fangs into her neck and took a mouthful of blood. After savoring it carefully, he slowly said, "I'll go to participate in the damn elder election first. Lift it up, you clean up the room and punish your 'violation of clan rules' tonight when I come back..."

After saying that, Quentin turned into a huge bat, broke through the glass and flew to the sky.

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The manhole cover of the underground pipe was suddenly opened, and ugly and twisted vampires crawled out of it, and then disappeared in the wind with inexplicable figures. If the manhole cover hadn't been open, I couldn't believe that there was a group of vampires in this place at a moment... And this group of vampires were the Norphele people who participated in the election of alliance elders!

Gongro, Meccawi, Simmore and Van Zhuo also went to the location of the Presbyterian Association in their own way...

Finally, at the moment when the bell rang in the early morning, all seven ethnic groups gathered together!

(There are still more than two hours left, and finally ask for a collection! I'm going to sleep. I've been staying up late for two consecutive days to type words. I really can't bear it... Tomorrow's first chapter can't be coded after class in the morning. Maybe the release time will be after 12 o'clock, so let's watch it after lunch... Collect collection!)