After throwing my head out, there was another scream outside. The scream was very loud, both men and women, very exaggerated. But this is what it should be!

Dracula was stunned by how clean and neat the work was. She clapped her hands and sat down again, as if nothing had happened.

What she threw out just now was her head, it should be her head, and she read that right!

The door was knocked open with a "bang~" and three or five people rushed in.

They also held kitchen knives, fences, and rolling pins in their hands. After they rushed in, they opened their eyes wide and looked around.

Xining asked coldly: "What are you doing when you break in? Do you know, I am a noble?"

One of them should be considered a head or a little brainy, and immediately took off the hat on his head, but his eyes were still turning around: "A demon killed someone just now, and the human head was said to have been taken away by him and entered this room."

"Hehe~" Xining looked even more contemptuous: "Then see if there are any heads here, or if anyone's head is cut off now and put it here, everyone will take a look!"

His face sank, and he stood up suddenly, his aura was 2.8 meters tall: "What should you do if you break into the noble lady's room? Get out immediately before I get angry, otherwise I will wait to be tied to the pillar for whipping!"

He also raised his head and raised his arrogant chin slightly, with a sharp voice without any mercy: "If you don't get out, I'll kill you, I'll pay the compensation!"

Their faces turned pale, and one of them had weak feet and almost fell down. Finally, they leaned against someone else to pull them back. The head was still apologizing and closed the door.

Fortunately, the reaction is very fast, otherwise you will be treated as a demon. If you can't explain it clearly, you will be annoyed. You may also need to kill someone, which will prove that it is a demon.

Dracula was still in the future and thanked and praised him, and saw Xining stand up.

Xining pulled out the suitcase from under the bed, opened the wardrobe, and stuffed all her clothes into the suitcase. She was fast and resolute: "Go to Charlie now."

Sitting in the carriage, Dracula looked at the little girl in front of her for a few more times. Maybe her head throwing was too horrible. As a battlefield for many years, the head and body were nothing, but she was a noble lady who never left the house. Seeing this situation, she should have screamed and fainted.

Xining looked out the car window: "Versace should have arrived."

Dracula thought for a moment: "He did what he did just now."

"He killed someone?" Xining turned to Dracula. The vampire's constitution was different from that of humans. After the head was cut off, the whole body would turn into ashes. After the wind blew, there was not even a little bit of scum left.

"It is said that he will not kill anyone." Dracula twisted his chin with a slightly fleshy finger.

Xining understood in seconds: "It's Anna."

Dracula responded: "Versace's last bottom line is not to kill people, but to kill only the blood clan. The people of the Vitonas family only seek success in their work and use any means."

"Then you still have her life." Xining sneered and mocked: "It is because she is the last successor of the Vitonas family? Don't worry, the church can think of what I want. When Anna dies, they will go to Vitonas' side branches and give them the baron and fiefdom, and there will always be someone who agrees."

She suddenly thought of something and started to laugh.

Dracula was a little confused: "What are you laughing at?"

Xining was overjoyed, so she opened the golden-drawing fan transported from the East and slightly blocked her mouth: "If this person agrees, it is not that the soul cannot ascend to heaven without completing the task? It is said that you have signed a contract with the devil. If a soul like this cannot ascend to heaven, is it also considered a contract?"

She had already held back her smile as much as possible: "The contract that the soul cannot ascend to heaven, and no matter how it is heard, it seems to be signed with the devil."

Dracula also laughed and laughed for a long time: "If they hear it, you must be angry to death. Your mouth is really sharper than a knife."

Xining raised her eyebrows, which was always better than a clumsy person. She looked outside again, a little worried, hoping that nothing would happen on the way.

"Don't worry, they dare not attack rashly." Dracula saw her thoughts: "This city is controlled by Charlie, and they dare not act before they determine how many blood clans are hidden nearby."

"Being controlled?" Xining looked at it like this: "What did I see last night? The little gangster made an appointment with a fight?"

Charlie also knew about the fact that he was still lacking in control.

Dracula fell into deep thought and after a while he spoke: "Charlie lived a carefree life before, and he was very rich. By chance, he came to my castle. I didn't want him to survive, but he begged me and kept saying that he didn't want to die. I was soft-hearted at that time... His ability may not be good, but he is still young and has improved a lot, and it will be good."

It seems that I have lived for more than 200 years, but I still can't control the overall situation, which is enough. I have improved a lot, which shows what kind of little aristocrats were at that time. However, like many little aristocrats now, they have no great ability except to use their status to suppress them, and often have serfs teasing their masters.

"Is your heart soft?" Xining grabbed a certain point and changed the topic: "Everyone said that you have no heart, and you can't die if you stabbed your heart with a sword and a wooden stake. Your heart has long been betrayed to the devil, and the devil has taken it away."

Xining also deliberately put her head close and looked up at Dracula provocatively: "Earl, do you have any intention?"

Dracula was ridiculous and reached out to shave her fingers in front of her nose and gently said, "You little clever ghost, you have more heart than who!"

Xining sat back with a smile, and the carriage also entered the blood clan community.

This time Charlie came to greet him in person, and the butler brought someone to move his luggage.

When the coachman trembled and received a generous reward of silver coins from Dracula, he notified him not to use it for the time being, and sent someone to find him if he had something to do. After getting the money, the coachman ran all the way, but in fact he was running away. He ran very quickly and had to cover his felt hat with one hand, for fear of falling off.

The coachman understood what place this place was and what kind of "people" were employed by him these two days. Now the sun has set and cannot stop.

I escaped to the tavern in one breath, asked for a large glass of beer, took two sips before my heart was beating smoothly. I touched a silver coin in my pocket, and I still felt lucky. I could not get that much if I worked for about three months. I have obtained it in just two days. It seems that vampires have good people, when they are not hungry.

The room that Charlie chose was very large, with wallpaper and oil paintings hanging around it. About the decoration of the Duke's house was nothing more than that.
Chapter completed!