Chapter 1371

A full moon was hanging on the sea, and a dark red cloud floated by, dyed with a trace of scarlet moonlight, and fell on the turret at the top of the castle.

"Let me out!"

A scarlet blade cut in the black fog like barrier, the barrier only a little waves.

Camilla has some weakness to hang down her hand. With her strength, it is impossible to break this barrier.

From here, we can see that the servants of the castle are busy with the wedding. A grand wedding is about to take place. The heroine is her, but she has no joy.

"Oh." Camilla clenched her fists slowly. Her sharp nails sank into the flesh. She sneered and said to herself, "do you think everything will come true after the wedding? If you force me to marry, don't blame me for ruining the wedding. "

"That kid from nork is not bad, Camilla. Why don't you like him?"

I don't know when a black figure is leaning on the edge of the castle, holding a transparent crystal glass with index finger and thumb. The scarlet red wine rippling gently in the glass, looking back at Camilla with a smile, neat big back, high nose, royal blue eyes, wearing a decent black suit, just like a gentleman.

"Uncle Dracula!" As soon as Camilla's eyes brightened, she came up to the barrier, and her voice dropped a little. "You let me out, please."

"I can't do that. If I let you go, I'll be the next one to be locked up here." Dracula shook his head and sighed. "You know, no one can change your father's decision."

"Do you have the heart to see me pushed into the fire again?" Said Camilla, biting her lips.

Dracula sipped the red wine in the glass and drank it. As soon as she turned her fingers, the transparent glass turned around her fingertips, and scarlet red wine spilled on the barrier.

"Chi"

With a light sound, the barrier that sealed Camilla actually melted out of thin air.

"This is..." Camilla some incredible looking at the ablation of the barrier, and then looked up at Dracula, surprised: "Uncle Dracula, you broke through?"

"How can I say that I was also the first genius of the vampire clan, and I was regarded as the existence with the best chance to promote the ancestor of the vampire." Dracula twirled the crystal cup on her fingertips, a little complacent.

"What's more, you've got the ancestral blood?" Camilla looked at the scarlet bat tattoo on the middle finger of Dracula's right hand, as if it was made of blood, with a bloodthirsty breath, and her expression was even more surprised.

"I took a chance to save you." Dracula took care of her back a little melancholy.

"Uncle Dracula, I know you are the best to me!" Camilla gave Dracula a happy hug.

Dracula looked at Camilla. At the beginning, the little guy who liked to climb up with his long legs had grown into a big girl unconsciously. Last time, he didn't stand in front of her. This time, he couldn't make himself regret the second time.

"Come on, I'll take you to a place." Dracula said with a relaxed face.

"Are you going to run with me?" Camilla was puzzled.

"I'm a vampire chosen by my ancestors. Even your father can't do anything to me." Dracula shook his head, slightly tilted the corner of his mouth, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, and whispered with a smile: "do you remember the way the ancestors inherited it?"

"By blood." Camilla nodded, suddenly her acting skills brightened and said, "you mean..."

"Come on, I think the old Bartoli will be very surprised to see us." With a wave of Dracula's hand, the previously ablated barrier is restored, and he grabs Camilla's arm in one hand, which turns into a black fog and disappears on the roof of the castle.

After a while, a bat made a tour of the tower, confirmed that the barrier was correct, and then disappeared again.

On another island, there is also an old castle built on a cliff. The wind and rain left traces of erosion, and a few bats passed over from time to time.

"Nork, remember, don't be confused by that cunt of Camilla. Your brother would die suddenly in those years, and she had nothing to do with it. She was just a ladder for you to become the king of vampires." In the main hall of the castle, an elderly vampire sitting in a high position looked at the young vampire with blond hair and blue eyes standing in the middle of the main hall and said in a cold voice.

"Keep it in mind." Noxious bowed his head respectfully, but his eyes couldn't contain the light of excitement. The woman he had been thinking about for many years would finally belong to him. Just thinking about it, he couldn't contain his excitement.

"You go. The wedding is well planned. Maynard has no son. The future of the vampires belongs to you." Giles raised his hand.

Noke bowed and walked out of the hall.

Giles was the only one left in the open hall. The scarlet light stained the hall with a gloomy light. He sat high on the throne of bone. Years left deep wrinkles on his face. Even the most delicious blood could not fill these gaps.

As a vampire ancestor, Giles has lived for more than 1300 years, which is a very long time. No one in the vampire clan has lived longer than him. Even the elder is 300 years younger than him.

Giles gently rubbed the red bat on the middle finger of his right hand. His wrinkled skin made it deformed, and the original bright red color turned to dark red.

He still remembers that when his grandfather passed on the donor's blood to him, the bat's bloodthirsty appearance had passed for thousands of years.

"When nork gets married, it's time to pass on the blood to him..." Giles whispered to himself, and a smile flashed on his wooden face.

"I'm sorry, your wish may not come true." A voice reverberates in the hall. The black fog condenses in the center of the hall. Dracula and Camilla appear in the center of the hall, smiling and pointing up his middle finger at Giles,

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"My ancestral blood chose me."

Giles looks at Dracula's raised middle finger. The scarlet bat reminds him of himself when he was recognized by his ancestors.

"It's really surprising that the donor's blood has chosen your family again." Giles grinned, revealing a pair of sharp tusks. His expression did not change because of the arrival of Dracula and Camilla.

"I'm here to retire for Camilla and take what belongs to me." Dracula took back his middle finger, looked at Giles and said with a smile.

"You little grass eater“ Giles raised his right hand, the scarlet light of the wall lamp suddenly rose, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped, and the ground and roof began to freeze. "The wedding of nork and Camilla will be on time, and you can't take what you want."