Versatile Mage

“One of my men just asked, is it a rare ability for your wrist to position this vessel when it's dark?” The old housekeeper in the tuxedo told Lu Kun.

Lu Kun looked at it and found that the reddish blood vessel in his arm had somehow faded!

His face changed quickly and he stared stunnedly at the mountains that were a little fluctuating to the north.

“Which bold thing is it?!” Lu Kunberg was furious, and his pupils were filled with raging blood.

Just like a elegant middle-aged entrepreneur, he suddenly turned into a full-blooded red, like there was something horrible and horrible to rip out of his leather bag!

The housekeeper in the tuxedo freaked out.

He's been seeing it for a while, but he hasn't had a chance to ask.

“Someone touched my fruit!!!” Lu Kun's face was even more gloomy, and his face even seemed to cover several layers.

Several completely different faces at once, showing anger, resentment, and mania.

“The red fruit of the Mountain of Imprisonment? That's what you nourished for two or three years...” The old butler in the tuxedo didn't dare to go on, but speculated, "Could it be a hunter?? ”

“Whoever he is, I will make him regret living in this world! ”

“Finally, my lord.” The old butler in the tuxedo licked his lips and looked dirty and cruel.

“You go ahead and keep him for me, I'll be right there.” Lu Kun said.

“Well, to supplement some strength, do you mind if I do something that crosses the border?” Swallow tail suit old housekeeper.

Lu Kun acquiesced.

The old housekeeper's eyes flashed with excitement.

Blood can finally be obtained with no hesitation!

Even if there are hunters on the spot, and there is such a presence as Lu Kun, the hunters are looking for their own way to die.

“Hoo-hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.”

An attack on the black and red cloak, magical appeared behind the old housekeeper in the tuxedo, immediately followed by the cape in two elegant parts...

The spine of the old butler in the tuxedo began to explode, and a thick, strong spine was seen breaking through his body and clothes and joining the black and red cloak, which was divided into two parts.

Like an umbrella, this bone suddenly split a pair of flesh wings!

This meat wing is completely temporarily grown, even the blood and plasma stick to it, like the cypress queen under the fast lens, with a little roughness and primitivity!

The old housekeeper in the tuxedo flew into the air and didn't forget to say to Lu Kundao on the ground: “Xingxu, you're here, I've solved the little thief. ”

After saying, the black and red flesh wings flared continuously, with a strong sense of flexibility, after several major vibrations, his figure was already like a mysteriously dangerous bat in the night, under the moonlight with an evil thrill.

……

Love town, sometime the sunny night sky began to shine with thin mist, the moonlight was so dim that even street lights were difficult to illuminate.

There are no more pedestrians on several large streets. The residential and settlement buildings at this point fall asleep, and it is difficult to see the human atmosphere except that the factory on the Mount of Imprisonment will operate as usual.

Movan didn't intend to stay here long enough to smell a strange smell in the air, and he knew something was coming.

Follow the street.

Movan saw an old man walking in front of him.

He was wearing a sophisticated tuxedo, but there was a black and red leather coat on the outside, and the street lamp was over his head, biased against his shadow.

“Movan, look in the fog.” Ling Ling said to Movan.

Movan glanced at it and found a ray of red yarn-like filament, just as it appeared, at one end under the nose of the elderly man in a tuxedo, and at the other end it seemed to come from the house in the surrounding building.

“Movan, balcony.” Ling Ling hurriedly pointed at the residential buildings.

On the balcony, on the window, on the roof, the inhabitants who had fallen asleep early did not know when to climb up. They stood up straight as if they were asleep with their eyes closed.

That red filament came out of their five holes.

Soon there were more red filaments like this in the fog, and the elderly people standing at these filament convergence points, like thousands of catheters plugged in, greedily sucking on the group sleepwalkers.

Movan looked at the old man in the tuxedo with surprise.

Apparently he's a blood clan.

But Movan's cognitive blood, it's all chickens in the alley of night touching dogs, or climbing into other people's windows in confusing dreams, the vast majority of them are trying to hide their crimes, they don't dare to hurt people's lives.

Demons also have a lot of blood tribes, and the great hunters are not going to kill them because they are not so brutal anymore, they suck blood, they don't kill people.

And considering the nutrition of the blood suppliers, they will never suck a person's blood together within a month.

But like the old man in the tuxedo in front of him, he is strong enough not to use his teeth, he can take a stop into the town and put everyone in the town in a sleepwalking state, inhaling several blocks and thousands of people's blood at the same time in the space...

“Blood elders.” Ling Ling said.

“What do you mean? ”

“The group that lived for more than a thousand years, closest to the first blood tribe… is mostly a class number with Bora.” Spirit added.

“Oh, are those people gonna be okay?” Movan was worried.

“Not for a short time, but if he keeps sucking like this, everyone will bleed to death. He's using this fresh blood to boost his strength and fix him quickly, or he'll get stronger and stronger.” Ling Ling said.

Movan nodded.

The old housekeeper's laughter was uniquely creepy. He stared at Movan and smelled Movan in his eyes.

“What a vibrant, vibrant blood, a young and powerful blood like yours, should be a special collection in my blood cellar. As for these mortals, the mess is not quite in line with the appetite of a high blood tribe like me, and they don't understand that young people, drinking urine, still have a mind to hide in?” The old butler in the tuxedo slowly said to Movan.

“I am the Duke of Theon, born in 1029 BC, and died…”

Duke Theon's introduction is not over yet, and Movan doesn't know when he's going to rush in front of him!

The thunderous chariot crash, the electro-optical dance, the crackling of the streets, the Duke of Theon flew straight to the abandoned parking lot, crushing several rusty trucks.

The parts fly, the wires come into contact with the air from time to time, and a series of fierce sparks is set off.

The Duke of Theon was furious, and he climbed out of the scrap car and took a heavy breath of blood.

Weird as it may be, even if he was rushed out like this by Movan, the gas from the inhabitants still leads to his nostrils.

“You don't even know whose hand you're dying on. Don't you feel a sorrow and shame?!” The Duke of Theon shouted furiously!!