Chapter 2638: Some pictures

There has always been a legend of a daywalker among the blood races, because after Varna's death, Dracula who gained the power of the ancestor was a daywalker.
He can move freely in the sun, is not afraid of crosses and garlic spirits, and even has conceptual immortality, which is very powerful.
Many kinsmen yearn for this kind of ability very much, especially after Dracula fell into a state of suicide as time passed, and did not want to interfere with the world, his courtiers became no longer under his control, and each had its own abacus.
Now Dracula’s status is like that of Zhou's emperor, that is, with the name of an ancestor, and the princes of all parties do not listen to him at all, so they just pay respect.
In terms of his power and resources, he can't even compare to the vampire families in some rural areas of the United States. Now there is only one castle, three wives, an orchestra, and a hundred soldiers.
He still has personal strength, but now he is a pacifist, indulged in art and love.
In short, in order to gain the ability to move under the sun, his senior bloods have come up with various things, such as developing vampire viruses, such as trying to resurrect the'blood ancestor' Varna, such as making mixed-blood vampires, and many more.
But none of them succeeded. At present, another famous daywalker is the blade warrior, who is still the enemy of the blood race.
It is precisely because of this that Dracula saw the death knell coming with a strange smelling kin, and after a closer look, he found that he was a daywalker, and he suddenly became interested.
"I know that the Molun family can act in the sun, and they don't have the weaknesses of the ordinary blood." Su Ming took a seat at the table, and the servants immediately began to serve food, all humans can eat: "But Are they a mixture of humans and blood? I don’t know this."
It's awkward to eat at a table with a vampire, because the owner is watching it just by eating it by himself.
"Not sure...I have never seen this kind of blood. She is obviously not my blood. I have no blood control over this woman."
Dracula sniffed and inhaled, as if smelling, but then took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, frowned in disgust, and his long white hair shook like a waterfall with his head shaking:
"The taste of this is really not very good. I can only confirm that she has part of the bloodline. As for the things in another kind of blood, it is very strange."
The head of the remnant body grew a little more, and Dracula took his hand to tear off his neck and handed it over to the housekeeper, who instructed him to find a scholar to study it.
Su Ming ate the food cooked by the kinship chef, and he has improved a lot from the last time he came. At least he is at the Michelin level, and he sees that he does not practice less on weekdays.
Also, the kinsmen are too idle, especially the people under Dracula, they have no other hobbies besides writing poetry, singing, and painting. Maybe learning to cook is a new way of leisure.
"Another source of blood may be a totem of a certain animal. This is not important for the time being." The death knell nodded to the servant who poured himself wine and continued: "You have a way to trace where she came from. Where are the other family members?"
Dracula hesitated, but nodded: "Although she is disgusting, I can try because of our friendship."
After speaking, his handsome face suddenly became hideous, and his eyes turned into pitch black. He grabbed the corpse in front of him, and bit his two sharp teeth.
With the sound like a balloon leaking, the ancestors began to devour the blood of the captives. The blood family’s ability was to transform the life energy and souls of other creatures into the energy form needed for their own survival, and during the blood sucking process, they would see Some memory fragments of the vampires.
Obviously, for the blood race, the taste of the Molun family is obviously not very good. Dracula's expression at this time tells everything, it is probably disgusting and nauseous.
As he sucked, the female captive, who had always healed quickly, gradually dried up, as if she had lost the thing that supported her life, and gradually turned into a corpse.
The fair skin quickly loses moisture, and under the shining of candlelight, even the clothes on the body become decayed and aging in a very short time.
In almost a minute, the prisoners who were still alive turned into a handful of ashes, scattered on the table linen spread by Dracula.
The servants immediately came to clean and tidy him, while the ancestor closed his eyes, as if reminiscing about what he felt.
Seeing this, Su Ming suddenly and uncontrollably came up with a vulgar joke he had seen in his previous life.
It was said that someone lost a bet with a friend and had to drink the water in the spittoon, but after taking a sip, the phlegm inside was too sticky and biting, so I could only drink it all...
Dracula’s expression is a bit so interesting. Obviously, this magician is unpalatable, but he still sucked up the person. It was like taking a sip and finding that there was a memory and he couldn’t see clearly. Another sip, he still couldn’t see. Qing, the result I drank without knowing it.
About three minutes later, the Grand Duke opened his eyes and raised his hand to pat. A servant brought a golden basin and waited for him to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth.
First use toothpaste and an electric toothbrush to make the primer, followed by mouthwash and breath cleanser, and then drink some virgin blood to adjust the taste. That's how particular about it.
"She is not a creature on our planet, right?"
After this set of procedures was completed, Dracula returned to his gentle appearance, his eyes turned back to red and white eyes, and the blue veins on his forehead and neck disappeared.
"It's not true. The Molun family lives in other parallel worlds in the multiverse. There may be several earths controlled by them, and there are countless traces of them. I want to know the location of their lair."
Su Ming cut the roast suckling pig on the plate, and the crispy tender meat revealed a faint pink color:
"Find them and play with them."
"Is it the kind to die?"
Dracula smiled and raised the glass, dangling the blood inside.
The death knell, who quickly finished the main course on the plate, nodded slightly and smiled back: "They are eyeing what belongs to me. Besides, this family likes to break into the target's home through spatial teleportation and engage in the evil act of absorbing the soul."
Hearing this, the ancestor shook his head disdainfully, his voice was full of disgust:
"It's too vulgar. UU reading www.uukanshu.com doesn't know what etiquette and rules are. The real blood should only enter other people's homes after being invited by the owner. It is something that beasts like werewolves can do directly. ."
"That's it, it's tarnishing the reputation of the blood family." The death knell agreed with the boat, and took out an Eredar crystal from his pocket and placed it on the table: "Then can you tell me now? You from that miscellaneous What did the fish see in his memory? For example, some unique landmarks on the earth? Or a string of numbers that you don't understand?"
Dracula's gaze fell on the huge purple crystal. It should be able to be made into a beautiful artwork and also serve as a lighting. This is obviously a reward for helping.
So he accepted the deal, as he intended to say it anyway.
"I did see some things that I didn't understand well, some vague memory fragments, let me share with you the master."
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