Chapter 362 Lacula

"Viscount Fernandez, won't you tell me that Count Delcula lives under your castle?" Under the fireplace of Fernandez's room, a secret passage appeared. Zhou Tian looked in and said.

"Of course not. It's just a passage to the place where Count Delcula is." Fernandez lit the candle in his hand, he said.

"Channel? It seems that Count Decula lives in secret. Zhou Tian smiled and stepped down, and the bear man next to Zhou Tian also wanted to follow him, but he was stopped by Fernandez.

"You just wait here. I don't think Count Decula will do anything that will damage the friendship between the blood clan and the demon clan." The bear barbarian outside the channel said on Sunday.

"But Lord, let me protect your safety." I don't know if Xiong Manzi is really stupid or helps Zhou Tian act.

"Mr. Xiong Manzi, don't worry, even if this transaction fails, Count Drcula will not hurt Mr. Zhou Tian." Naturally, Fernandez can't let the bear man follow, and anyone who has the ability to hurt Dracura can't enter where Dracura is.

Xiong Manzi obviously didn't believe Fernandez's words very much. Pushing the other party away was like squeezing in.

"Gong Manzi, don't you listen to me? Just stay here, and you can't come in at all." There was a scolding on Sunday.

"Yes... young master, be careful." Xiong Manzi was scolded by Zhou Tian and naturally did not dare to persist any more. If he persisted again, he would have played the play.

"Mr. Zhou Tian, let's go." Fernandez held a candle in his hand and took Sunday into the passage.

The passage under the castle was long and deep. After walking for more than half an hour, Fernandez stopped.

"Are you here?" Zhou Tian asked.

"Not yet." Fernandez took out a bloody crystal from his arms and pressed it like the wall of the passage, and then a burst of purple light flashed on the wall.

"Is this a teleportation array?" Sunday looked at the pattern formed by purple light on the wall and was surprised.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou Tian has good eyesight." Fernandez nodded, bit his finger out of his mouth, and then drew another pattern on the transmission array. Under the two patterns, they quickly rotated, forming an oval light curtain.

"Mr. Zhou Tian, please come in." Fernandez Road.

Zhou Tian stepped into the light curtain. He thought that the transmission array was after Dr. racula's nest, but he didn't expect that there was another channel in front of him.

"You Count Decula like tunnel warfare, don't you? Why is there such a passage underground?" On Sunday, he rushed to Fernandez Road behind him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou Tian. Mr. Drcula attaches great importance to his safety, so the road to the core of our blood clan is a little cumbersome." Fernandez Road.

"Shouldn't you wear a blindfold or something for me? I wrote down the road." Sunday seemed to be smiling.

"It doesn't matter. The position of these channels is changing all the time. No one can find the node of the channel except the four viscounts of our blood clan and Count Drula. Otherwise, our blood clan would have been destroyed many times by the group of guys in the Temple of Light." Fernandez said confidently.

After walking in the passage for more than half an hour, the two suddenly became cheerful in front of them, and then heard the sound of running water.

In front of them is a huge river. The river is very wide, but the flow rate is not fast.

"Birjah, come here and take our friends to Count Lacula's palace." Fernandez shouted into the river, and then saw a young man in a black robe waving a flat boat coming from across the river.

"Do you still have to take a boat? Don't you have wings? Just fly over. Sunday is doubtful.

"This river leads to hell. There are countless grievances in the river, and above the river is full of resentment that it is impossible to fly at all." Fernandez explained, "When you take a boat later, Mr. Zhou Tian should try not to get close to the river, because of the existence of resentment, the river has a very strong corrosive surname, so as not to hurt Mr. Zhou Tian."

The two of them got on the boat, and the young man of the blood clan named Villa shook the boat and sailed smoothly into the river.

Zhou Tian, who was sitting on the boat, really felt the resentment in the river. The breath was not strong, and it had no impact on the monks above the Dan period.

When the boat drove to the middle of the river, the young blood clan called Villa stopped and began to slap the water with the oars.

"What is he doing, smoking sheep's horns." As soon as Sunday's words fell, a small whirlpool was formed at the surface of the water that Villa slapped. The whirlpool became bigger and bigger, and the whole boat was sucked in.

"Viscount Fernandez, you don't want to kill money, do you?" The boat fell into a whirlpool, and Zhou Tian couldn't help shouting.

"Mr. Zhou Tian, please calm down. This is the last journey to the place where Count Decula is." Fernandez smiled and did not panic at all. Obviously, it was not an accident that the boat fell into the whirlpool, but a planned thing.

Although the boat fell into a whirlpool, the surrounding river did not splash into the boat at all. Obviously, this boat is not ordinary, otherwise how can it withstand the erosion of the resentful water?

After the boat fell into the bottom of the river, the water above became closed, and a waterway was formed at the bottom of the river. After driving along the river for three hours, Sunday finally came to the old nest of Dracura.

This is a huge underground palace, which is several times larger than Fernandez's castle.

"It's a place. Your Count Decula is really afraid of death. The way here is so troublesome. I guess your old enemy, the Temple of Light, even if he wants to break his head, he can't think that your blood clan's nest will be in such a place - are we out of Manchester?" Zhou Tian sighed. Fortunately, he did not rely on immortal cultivation to go straight to the old nest of the blood clan. The old vampire of Dracula was easy to deal with, but Dracula's nest was not easy to find.

"This is not Britain." Fernandez smiled, and naturally he couldn't say the specific location.

"Dear demon friends, welcome to the holy land of the blood clan. I'm Mourinho, the housekeeper of Count Dr. I'm glad to serve you." After Sunday and Fernandez got off the boat, a white-haired middle-aged man came forward, and behind them were two rows of handsome blood girls, both wearing cheongsams, and their mouths were open to the armpits. Obviously, this was a special welcome ceremony specially prepared by Drcula for Sunday.

"The girls are all very beautiful. They are all out to receive guests. Can I pick one or two from them?" Zhou Tian touched her chin and looked at the little girls behind Mourinho, all of whom were blonde, but their temperament was slightly worse.

"Of course, there is no problem for the great demon young master to take these blood girls away. This is a gift from the Count of Delcula." Mourinho said very respectfully.

"Hehe, I'll pack it up and take it away after the negotiation." Zhou Tian smiled and said, "Let's go. Take me to see Count Decula. I think he should be in a hurry."

Water, land and transmission, this trip has been gone for nearly five hours, and now it's midnight. It's estimated that Dr.cula will starve to death twice when she eats.

"Great demon young master, please follow me." Mourinho led the way and two rows of vampire daughters, and soon saw the legendary Count Dracula on Sunday.

Nadcula is not as handsome as an ordinary blood race, but an ordinary middle-aged man with extremely fair skin.

Dracula's temperament is good. Although she looks poor, she has the elegant feeling of the British classical aristocracy. Of course, this elegance is a little gloomy.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou Tian, the young master of the demon clan, I'm Count of Drcula. You can also call me Vladzebes (full name: Vladzebes? "Dracula) "Dra took the initiative to walk to Zhou Tian, stretched out his hand to Zhou Tian, and prepared to shake hands.

The strength of the demon clan is a hundred times stronger than that of the blood clan, so even if the territory of Drcula falls on Sunday, the other party has to follow the etiquette of Middle-earth.

"I'd better call you Decula. That name is too roundabout." Zhou Tian did not shake hands with Decula, but a fist. Who told Decula that the etiquette of the Middle-earth demon clan was a handshake? The old guy of Decula has lived for so many years and hasn't drunk any blood. Who knows if he has syphilis or AIDS... "As long as Mr. Zhou Tian calls, he can do whatever he wants." Laguna naturally withdrew his hand and smiled, "Mr. Zhou Tian hasn't had dinner yet. I have prepared a rich dinner for our dearest friend of the blood clan."

Dracula entered the restaurant with Sunday. The guest master did it well, and the blood girl came to serve the food.

"Count of Drcula, what about the other viscounts, you and Viscount Fernandez will not accompany me to dinner." Zhou Tiandao picked up the meat on the plate and bit it.

"Mr. Zhou Tian, wait a minute. They are rushing here and will be there soon." Decula Road.

"I said, Count Decula, the traffic here is too inconvenient. I guess the viscount's castle is similar to that of Fernandez. I'm afraid it will take five or six hours to come to you." Zhou Tian took a sip of the red wine on the table and frowned, "This is Lafite for seven or eight years."

"This is all for safety reasons." Decula smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou Tian is right. It seems that Mr. Zhou Tian is also a wine taster."

"I'm not an apist. I drink something that smells like tap water. One is tap water, and the other is this Lafite." Zhou Tian looked at Decula and said, "Count Decula, don't you have anything to drink?"

There is a big glass bottle with blood type on the table, but only Fernandez is drinking it.

"I like to drink fresh." Drcula smiled and clapped her hands, and then saw Mourinho leading a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl over.

(to be continued)