After Taken as a Prisoner of War, the Vampire Queen Turned Me Into a Vampire and Made Me Her Daughte

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A gust of wind blew past, raising the alien flag hanging on the high platform.

The scorching sun reappears from the dark clouds, but the sunlight that sheds it makes people unable to feel it - the meaning of silk warmth.

The high platform floor tiles stained red with blood, the strong smell of blood, combined with the ashes of the ragged people below, the strong sense of depression makes people involuntarily think of the execution ground.

The trolls on the high platform are arrogant to the sub-cat people who are dead and hesitant.

The troll soldiers savagely snatched rice bags from the hands of the unarmed people, not forgetting the humiliation and disdain in their eyes.

"That's all?" The troll captain glanced at the sacks of food the troll soldiers had collected -- less than half a truckload.

"Surveyor," called the troll captain.

"Calculate how many stones these are roughly.

"Yes." After responding, the troll surveyor didn't delay in the slightest, and ordered someone to push a small wooden cart that only contained objects similar to stone plates, and skillfully moved bags of food of different sizes. The bag is attached to the rope hook.

As the weight of the rope hook increased, the pointer on the stone plate began to deflect.

The old and young women and children on the high platform, and the people below all swallowed their saliva and looked nervously at the stone pointer that began to deflect.

"Da, da, da.." It seemed that the limit was reached, the long and thin pointer trembled twice, and finally stabilized and stopped turning.

The troll surveyor took a closer look - - eyes, tied the rice bag back to the trolley, and then silently walked to the troll captain's side.

"Captain, it's less than fifty stone.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

The hearts of all the sub-cats were stunned.

"Heh, did you hear it? Less than fifty stone, huh.... The troll captain laughed expressionlessly, and then suddenly - - kicked the cart containing the rice bags, and the rice bags flew up. It landed on the stage and splattered a piece of white.

After being sluggish, the sub-cat people who came back to their senses widened their eyes, bent down, and picked the ground like a chicken pecking at rice. Sprinkle densely with rice grains.

These thrifty and thrifty, and finally accumulated grains are the lifeblood of the entire town. Without these grains, there is really nothing left.

"I thought that among the people present, there were many good people, and I was disappointed." Looking at the sub-cat people who were in a hurry to collect grains of rice below, Captain E spit viciously 0.

"It's all a bunch of lazy people! What's the use of raising you?

"It looks like you won't see the coffin and won't cry anymore. I won't give you some color to see..." The troll captain winked at the troll soldier beside him.

The troll soldier realized that he didn't pull out his mace without any hesitation, raising his hand and dropping it.

"No ah ah ah!

The miserable cry of the man in the audience did not save the life of his beloved.

- After a muffled sound, only - - a piece of red remains on the ground, and the mutilated limbs can't even tell which part it is, and even the screams have not even been able to make a sound before dying.

"No, no, no! ... It's totally unacceptable that the lover who was still alive at the moment has become a muddy mud with incomplete limbs.

The obviously unsuccessful move was naturally stopped by the troll soldiers guarding the high platform.

For the untouchables who have the germs of resistance in their hearts, the trolls will not let him live. Moreover, the trolls who openly intend to attack the top of the food chain, the crime can already be cut out.

With a gust of wind howling, hot blood splashed on the high platform made of white tiles.

The other Asian cats who acted as spectators buried their heads, and when their hometown was trampled by the iron hooves of foreigners, they lost the qualification to raise their heads.

"Heh! A pariah who is overly self-sufficient, and he doesn't weigh himself." Looking at the stump and broken arm below, the troll captain sneered disdainfully.

"You dishonest people, you'd better hand over all the food you have hidden! Don't use Ben as a retailer, I don't allow bargaining here. Similarly, how much food do you have left? Ben Will be clear! Dare to continue to fool this general, he will be your fate!

"My lord, this is really the ration for everyone in the town, we really only have so much left.

"Bullshit, just this little food is not enough for Lao Tzu to shove between his teeth! Dare to quibble, it seems that the demonstration given to you is not deep enough! After saying that, the troll captain turned and gestured to the troll soldiers behind him.

The cold-blooded and ruthless troll soldier grabbed the two crying subcat children this time, and threw them to the front desk like chickens.

"No no! My child!!" A young mother's eyes were red, and she was about to rush to the stage, but was dragged by the Asian cat people beside her.

No one can stop this nightmare from coming, just like the bad news that the eldest princess Fei Lin was killed, people can't believe it, but they can only face the facts.

In the face of the two young, weak, pitiful and helpless lives, there is no pity in the eyes of the troll soldiers. .

The heavy mace covered with iron cones shattered the roaring wind, and fell fiercely, and the blood spattered out - only, it was green.

"Uh uh..." The troll

Bing widened his eyes in disbelief and slowly looked down.

The projected sunlight reflected on the silver long sword on his chest, shining brightly.

The raised mace slowly fell, and together with its owner, it fell off the high platform. With the sound of a loud trembling, the ground was dented.

The first to calm down was the troll captain, ignoring the two crying kittens. According to the throwing party of the silver long sword, he instantly determined the location of the attacker - right in front.

The target didn't seem to have any plans to hide himself. The figure armed with rough chain mail and cross iron helmet was very conspicuous on the street.

mouth F

"So that's the case, you group of unscrupulous people have already found a good support, are you ready to rebel??" The troll captain sneered--sound.

"Kill him, by the way... clean up this city." Captain Troll commanded meaningfully.

For him, it doesn't matter whether he does or not, whether it is death of famine or war, the lives of these lambs are already doomed.

Yes!" After the troll soldiers responded with their swords in hand, they rushed to the high platform.

Iron Helmet stepped up his steps calmly, and by the way, he took out another dark and tattered long sword hanging from his waist.

Facing the crowd of troll soldiers, Ji Bai moved when he heard the wind, his figure suddenly quickened, and he was the first to dodge the mace waving under the pressure of the wind, and cut out a black shadow.

"Pfft! "\\[Dao Li] danced, slashing across the chest of the approaching troll man, scratching its hard skin.

"Tsk." [Po Li] This painful power made Ji Bai click his tongue slightly. If it was replaced with the silver long sword given by Lin Tuo, this sword would be able to severely injure the troll.

Of course, the lethality of [Broken] is quite impressive compared to Fanpin's weapons, but if it is compared to holy sword-level weapons, it is certain to be thrown a few streets away.

The only consolation is that the sword needs no maintenance at all.

Ji Bai's thoughts ended in an instant, the battle of life and death would not give him time to think, and the troll who was cut through his chest only took a step back because of the pain.

The troll soldiers on top of each other are like the raging waves in a storm.

The tyrannical power of the trolls is in full force when the weapons are handed over.

The black sword bar was full of mace, Ji Bai was defeated, he let go to the side, and avoided the attack from the side of the ground, and then [Po Li] shot up.

[Breaking the Magic ---- Gradient Crack I

锵锵...."-- The crisp and noisy metal crash sounded endlessly, a large number of sparks shot out, and the attacks blocked by the gauntlet were bounced off one after another.

Ji Bai held the blade of the long sword, and the counterweight ball swept downward like a long hammer.

The troll soldiers blocking the road were all unstable, their eyes were crooked, and they fell to the ground.

Taking this opportunity, Ji Bai took three steps and took two steps. In the stunned eyes of the Asian cat people, he took out the silver long sword that had been inserted into the corpse of the troll soldier. The long sword was used as a weapon, and it slashed at the troll man.

The silver long sword's trajectory is smooth and flowing, and if one move contains countless branches of moves, it seems to predict all the attacking trajectories and methods of the troll soldiers.

Gauntlets, side yields, back moves and slashes, all kinds of ways to block and dodge, deal with the tide-like attacks of troll soldiers with ease, just like a master swordsman who has experienced hundreds of battles and has reached the pinnacle.

The Asian cats were stunned, and the troll captain on the stage also widened his eyes.

"- group of trash!" After being startled, looking at his subordinates who were constantly being stabbed and injured and stopped moving forward, the troll captain rushed to the top with anger, raised his mace and rushed towards the figure regardless.

"Wild seed! Eat your grandfather--great!" A loud shout came along with heavy wind pressure.

Ji Bai didn't need to turn around to predict the opponent's attack trajectory. He bent down calmly and waited until the wind roared past. He turned around, and the weight ball hit him hard as he was about to continue. The neck of the attacking troll captain.

"If you fight, fight. If you don't speak up, you may succeed in sneak attack." While chasing after victory, Ji Bai did not let go of the unconscious troll captain in front of him.

"Stab!" The silver long sword stabbed into his heart fiercely, and it twisted and twisted, piercing through his shoulders, and cut off the head of the troll captain.

[Breaking the magic

The green blood stained the silver long sword, and the troll soldiers running rampant here piled up into a string.

It is hard to imagine what kind of existence is wrapped in the iron helmet.

The gaze in the gap of the helmet seems to have become less like a low-level species at this moment..

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