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Early the next morning, a tall and hot Chinese woman in black uniform appeared on the streets of Wudu. She wore a pair of flat glasses with black frames, giving people a sense of intelligence, but the cold aura on her body discouraged the Western man who originally wanted to come forward to meet him.

This woman is naturally wise.

After obtaining the power of blood flame, Gao Hui did not abide by the so-called blood ancestor's oath, but directly swallowed Prince Rai's blood core, and then swallowed all the other blood princes who came to hear the news.

Although there is a big gap in strength between the prince and the duke, these guys are defeated by many people, which finally allowed Gao Hui to consolidate her duke-level strength. She believed that even if she met a duke-level vampire prince, she would be able to face it calmly and kill the other party.

Besides, she was also under the power of blood flame. Such a terrifying method of burning blood was very terrible. So after resting for a night, she decided to go to Wudu because there were traces of blood marks there.

If it were Gao Hui in the past, she might not have pursued the remnants of the Brian family, but now under the influence of her blood, she seems to be becoming more and more cold and bloody!

He gently supported his glasses with his hands, and Gao Huibai's fair face raised his eyebrows slightly. It should be this direction, right?

After confirming again, a smile appeared on the corner of Gao Hui's mouth and walked forward quickly.

"Larry, you are really my good partner!"

In a room in Count Larry's villa, Ryan gritted his teeth and smiled. Although the brother and sister were kept by Wu Huchen as guests, they knew that the other party had imprisoned them.

But what made Ryan a little strange was that the young Chinese man did nothing to them, which made him feel a little relieved, at least he would not be insulted by the other party or tortured or tortured.

Earl Larry looked at Ryan who wanted to eat him with a smile, and said embarrassedly: "Dear Ryan, please don't be angry. You must know that the master is kind enough to keep you here."

"Fart!" As a noble gentleman, Ryan swears for the first time, and you can imagine how angry he is. "Larry, anyone can tell that we were imprisoned by that guy. Damn, damn!"

All this is Larry. If it weren't for Larry, they wouldn't have been imprisoned.

"Oh, my dear Ryan, don't be impatient. There is no way to do this. You have also seen how powerful the great master is. I'm forced to do helpless." Larry said with a bitter face, "Don't worry, although the master is a little harsh, others are still very good. At most, I just let me do rough work. But for me who is older, such housework is very good. I found that my waist doesn't hurt and my legs are no longer sore. Dear Ryan, why don't you try it too?"

Looking at the guy in front of him who was called a slave, Ryan was completely speechless. He sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, since he has been imprisoned here, then we have no choice. Damn it, do you have anything to eat here? I haven't eaten anything in two days."

"Eat?" Earl Larry was stunned when he heard Ryan's words, then took out a bag of plasma from his pocket and handed it to Ryan, saying, "Drink, this is what I just took out of the cellar."

Ryan looked at the plasma bag handed over by Count Larry, then looked up at Count Larry's very serious face. The muscles on his face twitched and said with a dark face: "Dear Larry, are you sure you weren't kidding me? Damn, you actually used this kind of thing to fool me? Oh, is this his mother-for-the-mother food for the great and proud blood clan? It's so disgusting!" Almost all the words afterwards were yelled by Ryan.

Seeing Ryan so excited, Count Larry put the plasma bag back into his pocket, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since you look down on this thing, I'm afraid you can only go hungry. Okay, I'll go out first, you have a good rest. Maybe the great master may need Larry's service at any time."

As he said that, Larry was about to leave Ryan's room.

Although he said he wanted to serve his master, this was just an excuse for him to leave. After all, Ryan is now angry and no one wants to be blamed, right?

"Stop!" Before Larry left the room, Ryan seemed to think of something, and quickly turned around and stopped Larry.

Seeing Ryan calling herself down, Larry turned around and looked at Ryan and asked, "Dear Ryan, what else is there?"

"What do you mean? Is this your way of hospitality? I need blood, fresh blood, damn it, don't you keep blood slaves here?" Ryan glared at Larry. If he could, he really wanted to kill the damn guy in front of him.

"Blood slave?" Hearing these two words, Larry's face suddenly showed an ugly and nostalgic look. He looked at Ryan and said pitifully: "Ryan, I did have some blood slaves here, but unfortunately, all of them were let go after the great master came here."

Thinking that after Wu Huchen came to his villa, he released all the blood slaves he had raised before, Larry's heart kept bleeding. He was so hungry that he had no choice but to drink the plasma in the cellar.

He doesn't want to die.

Ryan looked at Count Larry for a long time, then patted Old Larry's shoulder heavily, his eyes full of sympathy, and said, "Dear Larry, I apologize for my previous anger. I didn't expect you to live so hard. By the way, where is the bag of plasma just now? I want to drink it now."

Count Larry looked at Ryan for a long time, and after a while he came to his senses, looked at Ryan with his eyes and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Confirm, sometimes it's a very good choice to change your appetite!" Ryan nodded heavily, his tone very firm. Damn it, when is it time to eat enough? How can I pay so much attention?

However, in the past two days, Wu Huchen had already started practicing the eight-nine Xuan Gong technique. Although this technique was a bit awkward and difficult to understand, with Wu Huchen's continuous efforts, he finally found some signs of cultivation.

If the one-armed old man before knew that Wu Huchen had only spent a few days to find the signs of cultivation, he would probably die of shame, because it took him two years to start practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Practice!

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