() Please click and recommend to collect flowers. Returning from the underground castle to the old master's villa, Liu Feng's painful journey begins again. Everything Qingying did to him back then is happening again, but the protagonists are replaced by Liu Feng and Qiao.

When Nali faced Qiao Nali, poor Liu Feng could only hide his head and run away. After all, it was wrong. As for the marriage proposed by the old blood clan, it also fell through due to the common opposition of Qiao Nali and Liu Feng. But the old blood clan's treacherous plan has been

To succeed, he is very skilled in the dark arts. He knows that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Slow work will produce fine work. This is a saying that the old vampire often nags after meals.

It was a windy and refreshing day. When Liu Feng returned to the villa after racing, the servant said to Liu Feng: "Sir, Wells asked you to come back and go to his study." Liu Feng simply agreed, turned around and walked upstairs.

The old master's study is very elegant, with bookshelves made of fine fragrant wood and a floor that is white and spotless. There are several jars of tulips placed in the study all year round. The lingering aroma makes people feel refreshed.

When Liu Feng opened the door and went in, the old mage was studying a small toy with historical value with a magnifying glass. When Liu Feng came in, the old mage was relieved of the small silver medal: "I'm back, sit down quickly."

The old mage was obviously very excited. He rubbed his hands and said to Liu Feng who was sitting on the wooden chair: "Liu, President, I want to ask your help for something. I don't know if it is possible."

Liu Feng crossed his legs, pressed his nose with his hand, and said lazily: "I know that not many people in the Dark Council are good people, they are all fucking idiots, but your arch is really good.

Ah, I haven't rested for a few days, but the president who comes up and shows off his power won't let me live in peace."

The old mage looked embarrassed, but he still said bravely: "In two weeks, the Holy See will send two red archbishops and two paladins to the United States to carry out large-scale missionary activities. In fact, they want to combat the darkness in the United States.

The clan is being purged, and the president wants to send people to help." Liu Feng's expression became more and more unhappy, feeling that the president thought I was trying to rob him.

The old mage continued: "You also know that ordinary vampire princes, wolf kings, and dark magisters cannot stop the Holy See's attack at all. Only you, the emperor of the vampire clan, can do it. I know you have this strength, Liu Xiangxiang

Those werewolves who were just born and had not yet had time to awaken were burned alive by the Vatican. Think about the last generation of vampires who had almost no superpowers and were nailed to death by Vatican personnel with silver nails! They did not commit any crime, they just chose the wrong identity.

Just Liu, please help me one more time, okay? If you don’t agree, I may be secretly pulled down by the president soon.”

Liu Feng frowned. He didn't care whether the old mage would be pulled down. He had no interest in power. What he cared about was the innocent lives. After thinking about it for a long time, Liu Feng took a deep breath and thought in his heart.

It was as if he had put down a stone and felt a lot more relaxed: "Okay, I'm going to the United States, but I'm not promising you, I'm promising those innocent dark creatures. I really don't understand why the Holy See and the Dark Parliament can't sit together and have a good time.

Is it really difficult to make some boring jokes over a meal? It’s like Chinese Taoism versus Demon Cult. They draw their swords and crossbows when they meet, and they won’t give up if they don’t fight for ten or eight years. I really

I don’t understand, I don’t understand. I admit that I am not a good person, and I am a very lazy person. But at least I have a conscience for heaven and earth, a man is magnanimous, and I have a clear conscience.”

After listening to Liu Feng's words, the old mage had some understanding. However, the Vatican and the Dark Council have been fighting for thousands of years. They are intertwined. Wanting to reconcile is not so simple. Both sides have been stained with too much of each other's blood. The hatred has already been

It is engraved in the bones and cannot be removed or eradicated. Perhaps ten thousand years from now, the Dark Council and the Holy See will continue to fight: "Liu, I'm sorry for involving you in this war that doesn't belong to you. Really, I'm sorry Liu." The old mage raised his head

Looking at Liu Feng, he said softly: "If you don't want to, I can apply to the president to go to the United States on your behalf."

Liu Feng smiled. It seemed that the old mage was not so hateful. He waved his hands and said, "What are you going to do? Don't be ridiculous. Look at your numb body. Come on! It's not that I look down on you. Maybe you haven't done it yet."

When the Holy See gives you a sword, you will have a myocardial infarction and go to see that lovely Satan." Suddenly thinking of the brewing workshop, Liu Feng said with some worry: "I think you should hurry up and throw that abominable party.

After the party, I'm going to the United States to save you from having to stop. You wipe out all those good wines in the cellar." Liu Feng turned and walked toward the door: "That's it for today, I want to go back and take a nap.

When I get back to sleep, damn it, that violent woman sprayed saliva on me all night yesterday..."

The old mage shook his head and suddenly felt a little sorry for Liu Feng. Johns should not have deceived such a 'kind' emperor, but what does it have to do with me? The old mage thought boringly, forget it, he is a vampire anyway.

Internal matters have nothing to do with me at all

In order to commemorate the winery that had been with him for almost two centuries, the old master went to great lengths to give invitations made of gold paper to all the celebrities he knew. He also invited the most famous designer in Paris.

The master tailor-made a handsome tuxedo for him, with gold trim and a slightly nouveau riche look.

After a week of careful preparation, a party that made the British upper class go crazy began. The best cigars, fruits and, of course, limited-production French crystal cups were flown in from Brazil. The old master also brought many precious porcelain that he had collected for many years.

Come out and use it as a utensil to hold fruits. In Liu Feng's words, this party was extremely luxurious. Those antique-level porcelains were actually used to hold fruits. Oh my God, Liu Feng fell into deep jealousy. He once imagined that

Thousands of years later, in an ancient and deep black castle, there lived a noble and elegant vampire. He had wealth and wisdom that matched his identity. He was a gentleman whose eyes revealed the traces of the vicissitudes of time...

...

In the lobby of the villa, seemingly noble and elegant socialites and wealthy and luxurious young men were all bragging to each other about being able to attend such a party. For them, it was indeed a source of bragging rights, especially when they saw the whole body

When the old mage appeared in a bronzing suit, as the organizer of the party, the opening remarks were a must. Of course, the old mage's opening remarks were still the same sophisticated and funny, with one climax after another.

Liu Feng, who was hiding in the crowd, looked at the hypocritical men and women around him unhappily. He even hated such a scene: "Fuck, damn socialites, damn upper class people, after taking off their clothes, they are all still*

*, a complete **, the kind that doesn’t even wear a condom.”

Qiao Nali, who attended the party as a VIP guest, saw Liu Feng complaining constantly and gave Liu Feng a vicious look, which meant: "If you dare to touch another woman, you will be skinned and cramped!" Liu Feng said to Qiao Nali.

Nali gave up her scared look, then turned and left

Jonali whispered something in Jons's ear, then rejected the celebrities who wanted to invite her to dance, and caught up with Liu Feng: "Sex..." Jonali shrank.

Shrinking his neck, he changed his words: "Liu Feng, stop!"

Liu Feng, who was drinking red wine, turned to look at Qiao Nali and said in a puzzled tone: "Hey, why did the weather suddenly change for the better today? I thought you would really scream?"

Jonali walked up to Liu Feng, took Liu Feng's arm, and whispered in Liu Feng's ear: "Do me a favor and get rid of all those nasty flies. I know you have that charm."

Liu Feng looked at the few celebrities gathered around him and responded helplessly: "It seems difficult, but if the beauty has a request, I will try my best."

A handsome man with brilliant blond hair frowned at Liu Feng and said in a stiff tone: "Sir, can I ask your friend to dance? Don't worry, I don't mean any harm."

Liu Feng snorted and said coldly: "You ask her to dance? If she is willing, I have nothing to say. If she is not willing, forcing is useless." Liu Feng shamelessly threw the hydrangea to Qiao again.

Nally

Jonali glared at Liu Feng unhappily, and said in an impatient tone to the man with Apollo's handsome appearance: "Didn't I tell you Fresenk? Don't bother me, I already have

Boyfriend"

The man named Fresenk glanced at Liu Feng with contempt: "It can't be this guy with little achievements. I think it may be that the distinguished Mr. Wells is confused for a moment, so he would let such a man in. You and him?"

There’s no future, so just follow me!”

Liu Feng coughed unhappily and asked Qiao Nali: "What is this kid's background? He is so stupid. Did he grow up eating shit?" Qiao Nali burst out laughing: "I've known you for so long, that's all.

It sounds best, but his family’s power is not small. It is the Italian mafia. It is said that many people are afraid of him?"

Liu Feng tilted his head and nodded understandingly: "Then are you afraid of him?" Qiao Nali showed a big evil smile to Liu Feng: "I'm so scared, you protect me!"

Liu Feng suddenly stared. The hot hydrangea was in his hand again. Fleisenko's face turned red with anger, but he was afraid of the power behind Jonali, so he restrained himself: "I'm sorry, noble lady, for disturbing your enjoyment.

I punish myself with a glass of wine." Fleisenko picked up the red wine in the waiter's hand, drank it in one gulp, and then turned away.

Liu Feng smelled the aroma of wine floating in the air and asked Qiao Nali in a low voice: "This wine seems to have a history of more than a hundred years, otherwise it wouldn't be so fragrant? Oh my god, the old man wouldn't..."

Qiao Nali showed a sinister smile on her face and looked at Liu Feng with pity: "You guessed it right, the century-old wine in the wine cellar is gone now." Liu Feng tilted his head and lay down on Qiao Nali's bed.
Chapter completed!