Chapter 1357: High and low
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Trafford’s Trading Club
- White Jade Of Sunset Mountain
- 2242 characters
- 2021-01-29 01:28:35
Chapter 1357 High and Low Positions
The black butterfly is flying, accompanied by some tragic and sharp sounds from the rear.
A black butterfly stopped at the maid's finger, flapping its wings with a click... Even if it was essentially a flame, it looked lifelike.
The tragic voice never knew when it had started to stop... The butterfly that stayed on the finger of the maid's lady also turned into a black flame, and then slowly dispersed - the same was true of the black butterfly flying around her.
Yuki slowly turned around.
The woman came to her, she was covered in wounds, some were originally there, and some were just created.
Some of the blood is the woman herself, and some are the man.
There was even a shocking wound on the woman's face... It was bitten--on the cheek on the left, and was bitten by a bite, and it is still now.
Women and men, apparently experienced an unusually fierce killing... The cause is no longer necessary to elaborate.
The maidservant looked at the woman's eyes and suddenly smiled and said: "Good eyes... name?"
The woman opened her mouth slightly, her lips looked dry and wrinkled, like dehydration for a long time, but the blood on her face slowly slipped, and soon she wet half of her lips, "Hey...hey..."
The same dry sound.
The maidservant took out her handkerchief at this time and went to the woman... in front of her, carefully wiped the wound on her cheek - but she didn't move, she just looked at it with gaze, and did not hide instinctively. Open, the body is numb, and accepts all this.
"Would you like to return to your original beauty?" Yuyou suddenly asked.
In fact, if it weren't for the wolverines of this body, and the horrible wounds on this face, she should have been a beautiful woman of Peugeot. After so many years of careful selection and cultivation, there are no ordinary people in the clan [farm]. Descendants.
You just said: "You...not a clan of the clan."
The maidservant said indifferently: "Someone stipulates that what appears here must be a creature of vampires... Is it regrettable and hateful? If it is not me, maybe... you can escape from here, maybe You won't be what it is now."
His eyes were a bit of a struggle, and he became hateful from the void, and finally hatred, leaving only indifference.
"Perhaps, even if it's not you... I will encounter the same situation in the future, and the result will be the same? Already, I don't want to stay in that kind of falsehood... You want me to do something?"
"What is what you want." Miss Maid asked with a smile, her fingers slipped and she clicked on her heart, "What do I want to do."
"Vampire..." His eyes screamed again with anger. "The root of all suffering... plucking, eternal plucking!"
"I will give you the power of revenge." Miss Maid waved her hand at this time, and a cluster of black flames beat again at the fingertips.
The flame slammed into the cheeks on the cheeks... attached to the wound on her cheek that was bitten out—what she felt, and it flowed into her body.
"This is a seed."
The maidservant said with no expression: "Only the soul that devours the object of revenge can make the seed continue to be courageous... but once the nutrients other than the object of revenge draw, it will let you die directly, can you do it?"
"Why... help me?"
Although she felt that the power flowing into the body was constantly increasing, she still hesitated.
"You don't need to know this."
The maidservant said indifferently: "You just need to know that this is just the power of advancement... The more you use, the more you have to swallow. One day, when the object of revenge is no longer there, you are dead. time."
The woman smiled... this is completely demonic power.
But what is the relationship?
It doesn't matter anymore.
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Still quietly paying attention to the people in the town, the internal conflicts of the vampires, suddenly heard the sound of the door open, the maidservant with an elegant smile, holding the burning tea, went in.
See you, Maria is very surprised... Master! You are a master! One of the only three masters of secret medicine in the world! How can it be tamed by a man to this extent! !
She said that this is what she should do, and she went to help.
The maidservant was able to get out of the trivial things and went straight to her master's side... There was a scroll of sheepskin in her hand - the maidserver handed her hands to the boss of Luo.
The real dragon eye thief of Shenzhou, glanced at it, it was frowning... Who is this trade with?
Luo Qiu is not a surprise, the start of the transaction will naturally not skip his perception.
He has great authority for the night, although the name is still the maid of the club, but in fact it can be hanged the title of a deputy manager.
"Is there anything special about it?"
Don't look at the sheepskin roll carefully, he already knows what's inside... He is curious about the motive of the maid's shot. It stands to reason that Youku should not be able to make such a comparatively formulated transaction.
The maidservant is whispering: "The life of the master, suddenly passed away very seriously... need to be added. Just meet a suitable one."
Because some of the restrictions imposed on myself by some of the previous ones were removed, Luo Qiu really consumed a lot of life... Luo boss had to smile, "With the fantasy world, I don't have to worry about life... the world But you designed it yourself."
The maidservant whispered: "The host may have more consumption in large quantities in the future, so... do more preparation."
Luo Qiu did not say anything, but reached out and pinched her palm.
- The above is just the spiritual exchange between the master and the servant. They are more just the eyes between the eyes.
The Shenzhou real dragon over there is a straight-eyed look... but what I care about is Luo Qiu’s sheepskin roll.
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, Golden Dragon Favna is woke up at this time.
The Shenzhou Zhenlong, who is keenly aware of this point, directly points to the past... there is no great golden dragon.
At this time, I have been obeying the girl who did not speak, and she screamed in horror.
"father!!"
I saw her horror and fear of her face at this time. The body seemed to be drained. The whole person slammed on the floor with a bang. She pressed her hands on the carpet, looked up, and stared blankly. In front.
At the moment, in the screen of Luo’s boss, a huge head is occupying a lot of layouts and appearing in front of everyone’s eyes—the head of the superior aristocrat named Popocchi...
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The face that can be seen every day, just like the moment when rolling on the ground without warning, in the square of the [farm] town, the vampires of the middle and upper aristocrats suddenly become silent.
What they did was almost uniform, and there wasn’t even a drill beforehand—that is, to focus on the Bazby, who is attached to the clan’s authority.
Undoubtedly, it is indeed the supreme authority of the [Torredo] clan, the proof that Dagong personally gave to the agent Bailegang... And now, it was temporarily handed over to Bazby by Bailegang.
The first order he used to make it was to immediately stop all the middle and upper aristocrats, especially the food supply of the superiors... to the regular distribution.
How can these superior nobles endure but consume the inferior blood that has not been injected into the soul... And is it still in this time period of temporary stay in [farm]?
Although it is certain to think that in order to protect these [crops] will not be squeezed too much, there will be some corresponding restrictions, but I did not expect this limit to be so extreme.
But Bazby is just a small waiter beside Bailegang... he doesn’t even have the status of a superior aristocrat!
The authority of the clan is handed over to the hand of Bazbi, which is simply an insult to the power of the clan!
Even if Bailegang is here personally, I would never dare to talk to them!
So the superiors of the superiors took the intermediate nobles who followed them and stood on the square...
Finally, in the eyes of the public, the Count of Popo, one of the most murdered, was directly beheaded by Bazbi, who was handcuffed by the clan.
The sharp blade that was pulled out of the clan's authority was still dripping blood at the moment.
The reason why the blade of authority can shock the entire clan is that it is born because it was created by the clan's common and special way. The source of each clan can be traced to the Dagong, and the clan can be said. It is a group of people who open branches and leaves with Dagong as a clan.
They...they, and they, all of them are flowing [Toredo] the blood of the Grand Duke.
The blade of authority can directly act on the blood of the Grand Duke - this is why Bazby easily beheaded the Count of Popo... Although the sudden shot of Bazby is unexpected, it does not contain too much. More power gaps between them.
"Now, I don't know who else, I want to question this decision."
I saw that Bazby slowly wiped the blood on the blade of the authority, then inserted it into the authority, and looked around the silent people. He waved his hand and said: "So, time is not early, please Come back to your place of residence."
He raised his cloak behind him and turned around and took the entire team's patrol team to leave the square.
The nobles who stayed, at this time, looked at the Count of Popo, who was in the opposite position... The former companions, everyone was quite tacit, and soon became blind.
As if nothing has happened - nothing happened.
They started talking and laughing with each other, saying that they did not find marginal things in the north and the south, with their own followers, gradually dispersed.
But is it really that nothing has happened in this way, I am afraid that only the hearts of these nobles can be clear...
When all the vampires in the square had been completely dispersed, a small team of patrols slowly came and took away the body of Count Popovich - no doubt, this was also from Bazby's instructions.
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Soon after, in the moving building of the town, Bazby was sitting on a single sofa and looking at a document on hand - this place was temporarily cleaned up as an office location.
"There was a dead housekeeper." Bazbi was low in voice, and he took the documents on his hand on the table in front of him. "This happened. You didn't even notice it beforehand... The supervisor of [farm] The team, what have been done recently."
The men around me couldn’t help but be shocked at the moment. The Bazbi’s adult had just beheaded a superior count, and he was still vivid...
He quickly and flusteredly explained: "Adult, the Tabi Nai in the report, apparently committing suicide. From the diary he left and the suicide note, he is afraid that he will be afraid of being discovered. Can not withstand the high intensity of pressure, chose to self-tie."
Bazby looked up slowly and looked as sharp as an eagle. "I asked why I have not found the behavior of this housekeeper."
"This is... yes... because Tabinai used the hallucinogenic drugs every time, and the crops that he played with have no memory to keep afterwards. Plus... if the man arranges to enter the [farm] work If you do castration beforehand, you can't do any substantial harm to [crop]. So..."
Bazby asked again in a cold voice: "I will ask again... Why haven’t you found out what Tabi Nai did in the seventh dormitory so far?"
This time, the subordinate suddenly realized that... the boss who is now in charge of the authority in front of him, the need is not an explanation at all!
He suddenly made a spurt and quickly said: "This time because of the poor supervision of the [farm] supervision team! I will withdraw the supervision here and take severe punishment for the first time..."
Seeing that Bazbi didn't change his face at this time, the subordinates continued to say hard and continued: "In addition, the rest of the supervisory team members will be punished to varying degrees... I will consider replacing a new batch of responsible Members... Also, all the male guards in the [farm] will be thoroughly checked once, and it is absolutely necessary to prevent similar things from happening again!"
Bazby put his head on his head and looked at the cold sweaty subordinates. It took a while to say: "Now talk about fugitives."
"Yes……"
The trepidation of the subordinates was able to fall. "This time, the people in the Clan have entered the [farm] relationship in large numbers, so there is confusion. Those guys are confusing and open the cage to leave... Currently, Most of the fugitives have been recovered, leaving only four fugitives outside. However, they should not be able to run, I believe they will be able to catch them soon."
"Go and do what you should do." Bazbi waved his hand and then said: "I will go out, don't follow."
After that, he left directly from here - looking at the direction, it seems to be the seventh dormitory where the murder occurred.
(End of this chapter)