Violators Club

Chapter 708 This Is Yours
"Has no one ever talked to you about etiquette?"

After Chen Changqing finished speaking, Lild frowned. As a noble blood race, he looked down on Chen Changqing who was a human being, especially the other party's attitude at the moment, which made him even more displeased.

But considering his own noble status, he just reprimanded the other party coldly.

As for who owns the fishing rod, and whether I can hold it?

Don't make trouble, he knows very well that the fishing rod cannot be Sarah's.

As a member of the Thirteen Clans, it is impossible to be stupid enough to use the red oak tree of Red Oak Castle to make an extremely ugly fishing rod, so the point is never who broke the red oak tree, but who the owner of Red Oak Castle believes .

As for Chen Changqing?

Lild sneered, and after "reprimanding" Chen Changqing, he looked at the other side gloomyly:
"Sarah, you should know the relationship between our family and Lord Dracula. Do you think Lord Dracula believes what you say, or what I say?"

This is Lild's confidence, the red oak is the favorite plant of Lord Dracula.

If it was discovered that someone had damaged the red oak tree, the enraged lord would not listen to excuses.

What puzzled him somewhat was that whether it was the deadly enemy Sarah or Ens, who had not enough brains, the expressions of these two people were too calm, which made him somewhat uneasy.

And just when he was thinking about whether he had missed something?
Chen Changqing, who has always been inconspicuous and even ignored by Liard, said:

"This guy is a bit annoying, can he kill it?"

This made Lild stunned for a moment, and looked at Chen Changqing in surprise. He was stunned at first, and then laughed mockingly in his eyes:
"Want to do it? You idiot, this is Lord Dracula's Red Oak Castle!"

If the human being in front of him is Sarah's confidence, Lild will be really happy.

Red Oak Castle is Lord Dracula's territory. Even the patriarch of the thirteen clans would not dare to kill people in such a place. Otherwise, why do you think there are so many blood and wolf clans gathered at the banquet?

The relationship between the two races has not been very good.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a stronger existence pressing on it, the two races would have fought because they didn't like each other.

In fact, in Liard's opinion.

If the other party really dares to do it?
It's a good thing for myself, because this directly confirms that the other party provokes Mr. Dracula.

But at this moment, Chen Changqing ignored Lild.

From the beginning, his attention was not on the other party, but he looked towards the castle not far away. There was a young man in a red gown who looked ordinary, but everyone around him looked respectful when they saw him. The old man is walking here step by step at this moment.

It stands to reason that the two should not know each other, but coincidentally, they met by the river during the daytime, and they agreed to go fishing together tomorrow.

Looking at the little old man walking over, Chen Changqing glanced at Lild, and then said to the little old man:

"This little bat doesn't think I'm talking to him, does it?"

The expression on the little old man's face was somewhat helpless, he glanced at Lild, and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, and the vampire is not a vampire, if he is a little bat, Am I not an old bat?"

The first sentence is an apology, as for the latter sentence?
Chen Changqing looked at the other party, his eyes seemed to have some kind of magical power, almost piercing the little old man, and joked casually:
"Maybe you're not a bat, but you must be very old."

Lild, who was standing by the side, was dumbfounded. He looked at this unremarkable little old man with his mouth open, looking as if he wanted to explain something:

"D...Della...Master Dracula, I..."

What is Chen Changqing's identity?
At this moment, Lild still doesn't know, but being able to chat happily with Master Dracula, even joking about a bat in front of the other party, is by no means something ordinary people can do.

This made him panic, realizing that he might have made a stupid and fatal mistake!
Originally Lild wanted to explain, but Dracula didn't want to give him this chance.

There was a "bang", and I didn't see what Dracula did, but Lild seemed to have a thunderbolt in his mind.

The heart suddenly started to beat violently and was squeezed, the blood in the veins was like a wild horse running wild, rampaging through the body.

His face, which was originally fair, suddenly turned purple at this moment.

A large amount of qi and blood rose, even the capillaries in his eyes exploded, and Lild felt that his blood was stronger than ever.

At a certain moment, he even thought that even if he was a prince, the purity of his blood was far inferior to his own!

It's just that Lild wasn't surprised by this chance, but showed fear on his face. He knew what was waiting for him next.

There were rumors that a prince-level blood family was once killed by Master Dracula for destroying a red oak tree, but Lild knew that this was not a rumor, because the person who exposed the other party was precisely from Lild's family .

Because of this, Lild knew that the changes in his body were not a reward, but a sign of death!
It's like forging with a hammer in the flames, and finally refining the hundred-refined steel.

His body was in this state, but Dracula, a powerful demigod, accelerated the whole process.

The blood in his body seemed to be getting stronger, but it was actually being refined at the cost of burning his own life.

Lild was terrified, knowing that he could live for at least 100 years. As a member of the Thirteen Clans, Lild tried to beg for mercy with his eyes, not because he was unwilling to speak, but because his blood was flowing crazily, and his congested brain had already lost language skills.

"Boom boom boom!"

The heart is beating like a drum, and the speed is getting faster and faster. Obviously, this is not the heartbeat speed that the vampire should have, and it is not even the frequency that a normal animal should have. Nearly a thousand beats per minute make the vampire, which should be cold, become like a furnace hot.

The body begins to heat up, and most of the water in the body is evaporated.

The skin was dry at first, and then a large number of wrinkles appeared due to lack of moisture. When a part of the body tissue reached its limit, some subtle cracks that penetrated deep into the bone marrow began to appear!
"Crack~click~"

Like a frozen lake that is about to shatter in the cold winter, this crisp sound makes people shudder.

Until there was a crackling sound, Lild, who was covered in cracks all over his body, was directly shattered into countless pieces.

And at the position of his heart, there was only a sticky and hot blood, floating quietly in mid-air like this!
This astonishing method directly frightened Ensi next to him. The blood race, who has always been full of vitality, would die in this way? !
But Dracula next to him looked calm. He shook his head and looked at Chen Changqing opposite: "The years have left too many traces on my body, making this brain dull."

"But fortunately, the years have not taken away my strength."

As he spoke, Dracula turned his head to look at Sarah not far away.

His gaze was calm, but it had a magical power to see through people's hearts, which made Sarah feel inexplicably nervous, and just when he was at a loss.

Dracula nodded approvingly, and pointed to the blood beads floating in the air not far away, still braving bursts of heat waves: "Smart little guy, you helped me save face in front of my friends, so that he wouldn't think that I'm a host who doesn't understand hospitality."

"As a reward, this is yours."