Chapter 1552

Ye Feng's heart spread a trace of vigilance, tengdi jumped up from the bed, do not understand this bunch of flowers from where?

There was only a bottle of mineral water on the table last night.

And this blue and white flower, fresh and beautiful flower, is it the legendary longevity flower?

Last night, the disciples from Taiyi sect didn't say that the evergreen flowers were still in flower shape. How could there be a bunch of blue and white evergreen flowers in their own room.

This flower is so beautiful that it is more like a fairy grass from heaven. A wisp of fragrance permeates the viscera and makes him like it.

Gently touch the flowers and leaves, Ye Feng heart will send a trace of warning, this flower is beautiful unreal, is everything I see now is an illusion?

It was my bottle of mineral water. There was no sunlight shining through the curtain. It was the light from the outside.

It's not light yet. It's dawn.

What's more surprising to Ye Feng is that his flying sword is blooming with light light, and the flying sword is psychic. This state indicates that he is protecting himself and indicates that a strong enemy is approaching.

The phone ring that I heard just now was all hallucinations, including seeing the bunch of flowers. Someone had made an illusion to himself and turned all the things he had imagined into a projection in his brain.

Who has done magic to himself?

It's rare in the ancient martial arts world to have such a strong sense of carelessness. Even Mr. Mo Da, who was born in the peak state, may not be able to let himself fall into illusion.

Feeling a wisp of energy field coming from the balcony, Ye Feng can't help but be surprised.

He was a handsome young man from the West. He had a shawl and golden hair. He was big, but his face was a little thin and pale. His eyes were deep and deep.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, which was snow-white and fitted with a gray horse suit vest. He was gentle and elegant, with a strong British aristocratic style.

A Z was engraved on the metal buttons of his shirt.

Looking at the metal button, Ye Feng's heart moved. Yesterday, when he had dinner with coach Allen for the first time, the middle-aged pianist's tuxedo also had buttons with the same logo.

This is not a shirt, suit and windbreaker that ordinary people can wear. From the soft and water like fabric and unique pattern, they are all hand-made high-end goods from Paris time-honored suit shops.

The night wind was blowing his long golden hair. If it wasn't for his obvious laryngeal knot, Ye Feng almost thought he was a girl.

Ye Feng sneered: "what person pretends to be a ghost, how dare to attack Laozi with idea? You are looking for death."

An idea surged up the balcony like a raging sea.

The blonde felt Ye Feng's counterattack, his face suddenly changed, and his attack was strengthened with a bite of his teeth.

Balcony glass sliding door in two if the essence of the idea, suddenly issued a deafening burst sound, fortunately is toughened glass, broken into small glass balls, not hurt people.

The young blonde's face flashed with surprise. His powerful idea attack was actually blocked back. He even felt that a sharp knife of power was thrust into his brain, which made him have to withdraw his idea.

In a short moment, Ye Feng's eyes have already understood the origin of the golden youth.

Like Helen, the blonde had only the heart beating in his body, the other organs were almost frozen, and his blood was full of powerful energy.

From his fangs, it is not difficult to judge that he is also a vampire, but both temperament and energy, are better than Helen.

The blonde youth shook his black stand collar windbreaker and coldly said to Ye Feng, "don't you invite me in?"

Ye Feng doesn't quite understand. He always thinks that vampires are just legendary dark creatures. They don't exist in reality. Who knows that in one day, he saw two, one stronger than the other.

"What do you mean? You want to come in? What are you doing in here? Sucking my blood? It depends on whether you have the ability

It felt like a powerful vampire came into the house, full of danger.

Ye Feng is not afraid. He is more than enough to deal with such a vampire.

Ye Feng's idea was introduced into the medicine King's ring. Ugly old, come out to see the vampire. Have you ever seen such a thing since you have lived for so many years.

Ye Feng's head flashed ugly old disdainful voice: "these are these annoying guys again, I had an intersection with an ancient elder of them. They are evil and powerful. The one in front of you is just a little hairy child, no more than 200 years old. People can't live without the influence of witchcraft. They are just as annoying as mice, unable to see the sun, and live forever in the dark. "

Ye Feng mocked the ugly old man: "you are not as good as them, you can only rely on the medicine King ring."

Ugly old light ground says: "I advise you had better not invite them to come in, did not get the house owner's permission, they are not allowed to enter. But they have a strong sense of mind. They will bewitch the owners of the house and invite them into the house. Once in, they will suck the blood of the owner. This is their most despicable trick. "Ye Feng learned that vampires must get permission from their owners before they can enter the house. Otherwise, they can't enter the ordinary people's room. No wonder the golden haired youth on the balcony, facing the broken sliding door, do not step forward.

Ye Feng disapproves: "originally is by the influence of witchcraft, cannot enter other people's room casually, boy, you want to come in on in."

With Ye Feng's permission, the blonde youth slowly enters the room. He looks at the smelly socks thrown on the ground, the peels left over from eating, the snack bags and the disordered bed, showing a trace of disdain. He takes out a white handkerchief from his coat pocket and covers his mouth and nose.

Ye Feng was infuriated by his move: "I'm kind enough to ask you to come in. Do you pretend to be noble? Do you dislike the dirty here?"

The pale blue eyes of the blonde youth are as deep as the sea. Looking at Ye Feng's eyes, he is excited: "you are dirty enough. The only clean one is your blood."

This look was seen in Helen's eyes.

"Who are you? You don't look like us Chinese. "

"I am the count of crane from Romania," said the blonde with a high air

Ye Feng said scornfully, "count crane, you are not here to praise me. If you have something to say and fart to me, I will ask you out. "

The young man with golden hair expressed his position. He circled around Ye Feng and gently sniffed the fragrant and attractive smell of the divine blood in Ye Feng's body.