"Get in the car!" Ding Liang's voice sounded.

Tang Zheng is slightly shocked. Ding Liang rushes in regardless of the danger.

He hurriedly got on the car, Ding liangmeng stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like an arrow out of the line.

In the early days, all the people of the patrol were attracted to the castle. The castle collapsed, and these people were buried in it, giving them a chance to escape.

In a flash, the car disappeared into the vast night.

Bang!

With a loud sound, a figure rose from the ruins, a pair of huge wings spread out, suspended in the air, which is the ancestor.

He didn't die, but he was in rags and in a state of embarrassment. Looking at the ruins below, he raised his head to the sky and made a shrill cry. The sound shook all over the country, and the strong murderous spirit enveloped this area.

As the car sped along the road, Tang Zheng heard people. Although he was far away, he heard the scream and his face became solemn.

"What's the matter?" Ding Liang asked with concern that what he saw and heard tonight was more exciting than the sum of all his first half lives, which made his adrenaline secrete rapidly.

He was also afraid, but finally he overcame his fear and came to meet Tang Zheng.

Seeing Tang Zheng's hair intact, Ding Liang really admired him to the extreme. Before that, he really couldn't imagine that someone could break into the Rockefeller family, destroy their castle, and leave.

But Tang Zheng did it. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it.

At the moment, he looked at Tang Zheng's eyes full of adored little stars, just like a Star chaser, who was eager to ask for his signature.

Tang Zheng said lightly, "I'm ok. The Rockefellers will definitely do a lot of searching. Find a place as safe as possible and give us a foothold."

Ding Liang gave a ring and said confidently, "don't worry, I know the truth of cunning, so I've prepared a safe house for a long time."

Tang Zheng was worried about local poems. She came out of Xumi world with a move of heart.

Ding Liang found that there was another person in the back seat. He was scared and panicked. He almost ran into the car next to him. He stared at the person who appeared suddenly from the rearview mirror. It was the girl in the picture. The real person was more beautiful than the picture.

"You really saved her?" Ding Liang said in surprise.

"Well, you concentrate on driving." Tang Zheng checks the injury of Fang Shishi. It's strange that the two wounds on her neck are missing, and her skin is smooth as before, as if she hasn't been sucked by her ancestors at all.

"Here What's going on? " Tang Zheng lost his color and asked, "poetry, how do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Fang Shishi opened his eyes weakly and looked at Tang Zheng in surprise, saying: "I'm ok, but I don't have strength all over, and I'm cold. "

"Cold?" Tang Zheng is stunned for a moment. He quickly takes out a suit of clothes from Xumi world, puts it on for her, and then holds her tightly in his arms.

"I'm still cold." Fang Shishi murmured.

Tang Zheng's heart was thumping, which was absolutely abnormal. Although she lost a lot of blood, she was a cultivator after all. Her physical quality was incomparable to ordinary people and could not be so fragile.

He hurriedly ran the ancient scroll through the sky, which was warm with the power of pure Yang, like a huge stove wrapped Fang Shishi.

"It's not so cold. It's very comfortable." A smile came up from the corner of Fang's mouth, holding Tang Zheng's clothes firmly.

"Poetry, what else do you feel sick about?"

"It's like there's a seed sprouting in my body, something is going to grow." Fang's poems were silent for a long time, and he said doubtfully.

"Seed, grow out?" Tang Zheng was confused. He didn't understand what was going on. He quickly used his skills to probe her body, but there was nothing different.

"Ah, no!" Suddenly, he exclaimed, "your cells are growing faster than mine."

This is absolutely not normal.

"Is it not..."

As soon as his heart was cold, his face suddenly changed, and he thought of a possibility, his heart string trembled violently.

Because it's a horrible situation.

Is she going to be a vampire?

There are many legends about vampires in the West. People used to think that they were false, but now they don't.

And one of the most famous legends about vampires is that once people are sucked by vampires, they will become vampires.

Tang Zheng didn't want Fang Shishi to grow two long tusks and become a bat like monster.

"No, the young girls tied to the pillars in the dungeons have also been sucked out of their blood. At last, they have become corpses, not vampires."

In fact, he guessed right.

There is a very important condition for a person to become a vampire after being sucked by a vampire. That is, the blood cannot be sucked. If the blood is sucked completely, the person will die without changing.The original ancestor intended to drain the blood of Fang's poems in front of Tang Zheng, but Tang Zheng's strength exceeded his expectation and interrupted the process.

Therefore, Fang Shishi is not drained of blood in the end. The mysterious power of vampire has been injected into her body. Her body is transforming step by step. When the transformation is completed, she will become a vampire.

That's why the wound on her neck is missing, because she's also gaining the vampire's ability to heal automatically.

Tang Zheng doesn't know the specific reason, but he understands it badly.

Creak!

The car finally stopped, Ding Liang took the initiative to open the door and said, "here we are. It's very safe. No one will find out. Go ahead and I'll get rid of the car."

This car has appeared at Rockefeller manor. It can't be driven any more. Ding Liang, after all, is a spy agent and has a strong sense of anti reconnaissance.

Tang Zheng enters the room with Fang's poems in her arms. Her expression becomes peaceful. It doesn't seem to matter much. But Tang Zheng knows that it's just a representation. It's deceptive.

"Poetry, you try to use your skill to find out what's the feeling you said?" Tang Zheng sat her upright and told her.

"Good." After a while, she exclaimed, "my teeth are growing."

"What?"

Tang Zheng is shocked and loses color. Her wild guess is right. She is really turning into a vampire little by little.

"Open your mouth, I'll see."

"Ah!"

Tang Zheng looked at the teeth in her mouth attentively. Sure enough, there were two teeth that seemed to be different, which made him think of the two long tusks of his ancestors.

"What's the matter with me?" Fang asked curiously.

"It's OK. Don't worry. It's just a small problem." Tang Zheng's mouth comforts, but his heart is already anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He silently thinks, "what can I do? I can't let her become a vampire."

"I'm cold."

Suddenly, Fang's poems shouted again.

Tang Zheng quickly hugs her.

"With me, hold me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned and thought to himself, "she has been calling Leng, which must be caused by the transformation process. If you can offset her cold, can you restrain the transformation process?"

He's not sure, but now there's no other way, just give it a try.

"Poetry, you can bear it. It may be a little painful later." Tang Zheng comforted.

"What's the matter?" Fang Shishi said at a loss, "is there a big problem with my body?"

"Don't think about it. Be obedient."

Fang Shishi looked at him with burning eyes and smiled: "with you by my side, I can bear any great pain."

Tang Zheng's heart was soft, his teeth clenched, and his power was working.

This time, he is multi-purpose, not only the ancient scroll, but also the dragon magic formula. Two sets of magic skills are running according to their own running track. The golden elixir in the Dantian is rotating rapidly. A silk of genuine Qi grows out of the golden elixir. The genuine Qi is not only mixed with the pure Yang power, but also the Dragon Qi.

Whoo!

Tang Zheng takes a deep breath, concentrates on it, and reads it with his heart. The real Qi penetrates into the channels of Fang's poems.

"Ah!" Fang Shishi immediately cried out in agony, but immediately clenched his teeth and kept himself silent, but the agony still existed.

Cultivators have their own Qi in their bodies. Once the external Qi enters, they will encounter resistance. Especially, the more the external Qi, the greater the resistance.

And the parties themselves will certainly suffer a great deal of pain.

Tang Zheng's accomplishments are much higher than poems, so his true Qi can break into her meridians by force, and gradually spread to the five viscera and eight channels.

Tang Zheng's heart is like a knife, but he has no choice but to control the real Qi so as to minimize the damage to her.

There is a very cold power in her meridians, which is very ingenious. She escaped the exploration of Tang Zheng before, which was not before. Unless he has increased the number of genuine Qi now, it can never be found.

Previously, when he was exploring the injury, he only used a faint breath of genuine Qi, and he did not find this strange.

"It must be this cold force."

Tang Zheng found the target, let her Qi fill her whole body meridians, and her own Qi was captured by xuanbing and forced to the corner.

Tang Zheng's true spirit is Hatoyama's nest. He uses his own strength to consume the cold power little by little.

But it was a huge consumption for Tang Zheng. He not only consumed his mind and spirit, but also almost emptied his true Qi. If not for his perseverance, he would have passed away.

Fang's poems are sweating and gripping their teeth.

Tang Zheng is also the same. He tries to control his true spirit and mind to prevent his failure. Fortunately, his true spirit has played a role, which greatly shocked his spirit.Time went by minute by minute.

I don't know when, Tang Zheng's real spirit was exhausted, and he fell on the floor and fainted.

The eyebrows of Fang's poems gradually spread out, and the pain weakened a little bit. Finally, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep unconsciously when her eyes closed.