Chapter 662

Now the situation has gradually become clear, the vampiric elders have a plan to raise mutants and aliens as staple food, and use human blood to make Dracula a God.

As one of the main foods, the strangers did not know where to learn about the plan, so they immediately took back the tirigan crystal and planned to start first.

So the two sides launched a secret war, not only the vampire hunters wanted to drag ordinary people into the water, but also the aliens.

After all, the number of ordinary people is there, and no one can ignore the millions of troops. If the common people and the blood clan are both hurt, there will be a lot more space for the alien.

There is no news on the mutant side for the time being, but Su Ming can think of how he will react if the Apocalypse comes out again.

Now the recognized leader of the mutants is the Hellfire club. Sebastian Shaw is the current black emperor. He is not only a scientist, but also a billionaire. He often goes out of the upper class, so the news will only be more flexible.

They must have done something, but now Su Ming doesn't know.

After a look at the people staring at him eagerly, Su Ming smiles again. He collects the information and photos on the table and returns them to Harold.

"Kamal Taj remains neutral in this incident, and maintaining our dimension from invasion by foreign enemies is the primary task."

People inevitably showed disappointment. When Quincy heard that the supreme master called, he wanted to take the opportunity to gain the support of the white sorcerers, so that the difficulty of action was greatly reduced.

However, Slade wants to keep the tradition of Gu Yi, which is understandable. The influence of vampire hunters on sorcerers can hardly be said.

Quincy put down his glass. He rubbed his hands on his thighs and lifted himself to his feet. "I see, master. Thank you for your hospitality."

"Actually, I don't suggest you deal with Dracula. You will die." Su mingti pointed out that it was just a kind-hearted thing.

Quincy shook his head. He reached out his hand to shake hands with Su Ming and said goodbye: "if we can't eliminate Dracula completely, we are just walking dead. The purpose of our living is to drag him to hell."

"Hatred has blinded you. It's better to wait for the opportunity to make unnecessary sacrifice." Su Ming hinted that they would have to wait for several decades. As long as the blade was born, things would be easier.

Quincy grinned bitterly. Even if they stopped hunting vampires, Dracula would not let go of any of them:

"he often appears in every one of our nightmares. He is a dark red nightmare. Every day of our life is a kind of torture. Every moment, he may suddenly rush out of the dark. We are all too tired."

Su Ming's fingers slip from the jar, and each of them has the same expression. It seems that this is the consensus they have reached for a long time: "if you want, I can help you negotiate. With master Guyi and I, Dracula will certainly be willing to stop pestering you."

"No, I will avenge my parents and all the victims of the fanhaixin family." Rachel stood up and sorted out the crossbow behind her. "It's also for all mankind, so that future people won't be threatened by vampires."

"Oh, well, stay and have a meal before you go. I'll send someone to take you to the Waldorf hotel. OK, just put it on my account. It's hard to come to New York. Where were you before? Why so much soil? "

"In the Rocky Mountains, there are many wild animals there in winter." Kim nods politely to Su Ming and says goodbye. The meal is like a joke to a vampire.

"Deer hunting season is still far away. After dinner, I'll ask Hamil to send you back." Su Ming gets up, goes back to his desk and picks up the phone.

Soon, the golden portal opens and Hamil takes everyone away again, leaving only a mess in the office. Now I'll wait for the news from Qin Jiu, but before that, Su Ming has some things to arrange.

This matter is nothing more than some vampiric elders making their own decisions, and Dracula is acquiescing. So long as Su Ming solves these elders and then puts pressure on Dracula, this one can step down the existing steps on the pretext of ignorance.

In this way, we can not tear our faces completely, but also preserve human beings and the earth. Vampires can exist. After all, the number of people who die of vampire attacks every year is less than that of car accidents.

Dracula kept a lot of blood slaves. When they were hungry, they drank their blood. They hardly hunted outside. Vampires with some status would not go out. This is what era.

It is the responsibility of the supreme mage to maintain balance. The extinction of any species will have an unknown impact on the future, unless they are doomed to extinction in the future.

On the other hand, it's almost inevitable to tear a face. After all, they still owe Su Ming a murderer. They have to think about how to control the situation.

Su Ming dialed the same number again. After the bell rang for a long time, the phone was picked up.

"Hello? Hamil is not here now. "

"It's me, master monak. Please come to my office."

Su Ming said solemnly and then put down the phone. There was no chance for monak to protest.With the opening of the black wormhole, monak quickly appeared in the office with an expression of life and no love. He was trying to drain the fluid in his stomach in recent days, and the death knell often did him no good.

"Have you eaten yet? Master monak? " Su Ming with a concerned smile stood up affectionately and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't call me that. You call me master with a smile on your face. I feel like I'm not going to live long."

"Why, ha ha, how about the new rabbit I gave you the other day? Does it breed very fast? " Su Ming filled him a glass and poured wine into it.

"Er... I knew it was bad. When did you care about my rabbit? You don't love them at all. " The little bearded master's face was sad, and his eyes were looking out of the window at the distant sea.

A few seabirds fly far away, as if to mean that his freedom is also flying away.

"Don't worry, you don't need to cast too many spells this time. Don't you want me to go to kamataj? Go now. "

Monak immediately took a rabbit out of his pocket and strangled it. He threw the body on the floor with tears in his eyes? Please

The cane waved, the black wormhole appeared again, and the snow covered buildings appeared in front of us.

"Please."

Su Ming smiles and grabs monak's shoulder. They walk into the wormhole together. A black tentacle takes the dead rabbit away. The rabbit's head can't be wasted.

When the supreme mage appeared in the Taj Mahal, all the apprentices saluted one after another, followed by various rituals that had already been prepared.

Fortunately, we don't need to pay homage to Weishan emperor as the underworld worshipped Guan Gong. It's just that after some inexplicable links, Su Ming said a few words casually, and everyone could clap and clap.

What should I do? Today's class can't be stopped. At most, I'll add a drumstick to my meal.

Even so, Su Ming was still a little tired of being upset. Formalism killed people. He went back to Guyi's meditation room. He sat cross legged on the futon and drank a lot of water. The snowflakes were floating outside. Everything was white.

The incense burner in the room is burning and the smoke is curling up, which can make people calm.

Ming is the succession ceremony of Su Ming, but monak seems to be the happiest person. Although he doesn't know what he is happy about, he is undoubtedly too happy.

"Mordo." Su Ming skimmed the tea soup with the lid of the teacup and solemnly called out the name.

The dark faced mage immediately appeared outside the door. He had been waiting for orders.

In fact, he's only a little black. He's not black or Indian. His hometown is Transylvania, which is a mountain area in Romania. He also has a baroness.

"What can I do for you, master?"

"I can't get used to butter tea. Go and change it to Longjing before tomorrow." Su Ming put down his tea cup and said softly.

"Yes, master."

Modu bowed and saluted, and then immediately opened the portal to go to the West Lake. The supreme master wanted to drink tea and asked for it. As a Kara Taj disciple, he had to satisfy the master's wish.

Is it too picky for monak to look scornfully at the death knell? Why didn't you say you couldn't get used to it when you drank butter tea with Gu Yi?

Although he didn't like buttered tea, as an Englishman, black tea was the best choice.

As if he didn't see the expression of the wizard with moustache, Su Ming began to explain green tea to him.

The tea before Ming Dynasty refers to Longjing, the West Lake, which was picked before the Qingming Festival. The tea quality is also the best. At that time, the tea shoots are generally the latest. Although a second crop of new leaves will grow after picking, the quality and taste are not as good as the first.

Mordo soon came back in a sweat. The day in the United States is at night in China. He has to work hard to buy tea.

Su Ming takes over the tea with a smile and prepares to brew. He slowly opens the paper bag and teaches Mo Du a lesson.

"How to entertain guests with tea alone? Don't you see Master monak here? Go and buy some refreshments, and you'll need eight pieces of the big palisade in the front gate of the imperial capital of China. Go. "

Before modu could sit down and catch his breath, he was assigned a new task and ran errands.

"Yes, master, but what are the eight pieces?"

Mo Du's black face showed doubts. Although he could speak Chinese correctly, he did not understand many statements.

"Ask the people in the store, they don't even understand this, don't you go to learn it?" Su Ming waved away Mo Du like a fly, and continued to talk about tea with monak: "before the Ming Dynasty, Longjing tea is green and bright, and the fragrance of tea is sweet. After brewing, the buds and leaves stretch out, and the pieces float and sink in the water. The fresh green is beautiful..."

monak looks at the transmission door in the air, and looks at the death knell with a smile. He has some understanding: "go ahead, you deliberately toss mo What's the purpose of Du? I don't believe that you suddenly become fastidious about the quality of life. What's your plot? "

Su Ming gently grasps the tea and throws it into the tea cup. He answers calmly: "it's for his good, otherwise he will die in your and my hands sooner or later."www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!