They are great blood clans!

Great, big, blood, clan!

How could it be so warm and harmonious to do something so warm and harmonious when pulling weeds and planting flowers?

What they should do most is to let grass grow on the grave and go out to pick flowers by themselves!

...

The blood tribes thought angrily while pulling weeds and picking flowers.

The power of the blood clan is powerful.

Not long after, Bright Castle was surrounded by large areas of gardens reads;.

Roses, tulips, magnolias... all kinds of flowers swaying in the breeze, making the blood clans feel better.

In order to thank them for their efforts, Xiao Mingwang personally cooked dumplings for them. Unfortunately, when they were delivered to them, there was only water and no dumplings. It is said that after the housekeeper Puripri who delivered dumplings returned, he was beaten up on the charge of robbing inside and outside, and did not come out to inspect the garden for three days.

Everything in Bright Castle was so beautiful, but the place outside the castle was in a panic and everyone in danger - the blood clans who had not had time to leave were hit to varying degrees. Many middle and high-level blood clans were taken hostage, and the remaining blood clans moved closer to Bright Castle.

Just when the European underground world was hit by this storm and was in turmoil, the mastermind behind it finally unveiled his veil and made a high-profile appearance-

Lilith, the Witch of the Night!

The princes of the blood clan who were once high were tied up by her, and they were made into a row, and they were posted on the K video, with the title slapped naked in the face: The boss of the blood clan is welcome to redeem it in person.

Uninformed humans think it is a prank or cosplay, but the insider is shocked.

Lilith declares war on Cain?

Hell declares war on the blood clan?

Will humanity become a battlefield?

This is definitely a more terrifying war than the world war!

The Holy See could not sit still, so he sent an envoy Bonuit to inquire about Xiao Mingwang's attitude, and contacted his strategic ally Osia.

The little Ming King's attitude was very clear. He would provide shelter as long as he entered the scope of Bright Castle.

Osia's attitude was very unclear. In fact, the messenger had never seen him at all. He was stared by the dense blood clan with "You look delicious" all the way, and anyone would be dizzy and look at everyone with the same face.

The Holy See did not get a clear answer, so it had to send additional personnel to patrol all over Europe. Although it was a drop in the bucket, it was better than nothing. Fortunately, Lilith's firepower was all concentrated on the blood clan, and so far there has been no attack on humans.

Outside Bright Castle, there are all soldiers.

Almost all the surviving blood clans in the human world gathered here. If Lilith wants to continue provoking the blood clans, this is the target.

Almost every blood clan is waiting.

Waiting for the day when Lilith suddenly arrives and knocks them down.

Waiting was so painful that when that day really came, their first feeling was - to be freed!

Under the night, the blood clan walked through the grass like pebbles and paved a long path.

Lilith dragged her fishtail skirt and gracefully stepped on her wailing bodies to the front of Bright Castle.

Osia and Mession sat next to the avenue paved by the blood clan, and the old god was watching the upcoming battle in front of the castle.

Mession is a facial paralysis. Although he is extremely nervous, his expression is still calm: "Who do you think... will win?"

Before Osia could answer, the blood clans around her joined the topic, and they all sang the boundless magical power of the King of Little Ming;.

Osia said: "…Little Ming King."

Mession said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be so confident in him." In fact, what he wanted to say more is, what is your opinion?

Lilith blinked her fingers and blew the horn of the attack.

"King Xiao Ming is going to take action!" The brainless fans of the blood clan exclaimed.

In front of the castle, a pair of black wings stretched out majesticly, and a huge shadow covered Lilith.

Osia said: "Look, the strongest spell - the Fallen Angel Summoning Technique."

Vampire: "..."

The battle is in full swing.

Osia yawned and planned to go to bed to see the finale, but the battle suddenly stopped.

In the sky, hundreds of bats pulled a carriage and fell from the sky.

Osia narrowed her eyes: "It's Christmas so soon?"

The carriage approached, but it was not Santa Claus who came down, but Singh, the elder of the Jovanni clan.

He said a few hurriedly, and Lilith got on the carriage and disappeared into the sky.

Perhaps the storm's opening was so scary that the ending was so hasty and simple, which gave people a sense of uneasiness, as if there was a greater crisis lurking in the dark and not happening.

But the fact is that the captured blood clans have returned to their respective fiefs one after another, and the senior blood clans such as Winston have lifted the alarm and notified that they can go home at any time.

It seems that everything is moving in a good direction.

It just seems.

Osia's face has not been very good recently. It is not very good or light. Strictly speaking, it is not good at all. She often stares at a place, and even Mession has not been gossiped about where he is going for an afternoon.

It's really abnormal.

Mession couldn't help but whine indirectly: "Oh, the weather is really good today. Have you had a meal?"

Osia said: "If you call the blood bags delivered half an hour ago rice, yes, I've eaten it."

"…" Mession said, "When will we go back to London? They are almost expelled."

Osia said: "Great! My living area has increased from ten square meters to one thousand square meters, why did I leave?"

Mession said: "Okay, please allow me to go straight. Why are you in a bad mood?"

Osia glanced at him, as if she was considering whether the other party was suitable for confide in his thoughts.

Mession puts out his most loyal and reliable side.

Osia thought about it and finally felt relieved: "I have a lover."

Mession said: "I have been hit by this news once."

"The person around me is you reads;."

“…”

Perhaps it was because the blood clan had gone too much, highlighting what was left behind. Or perhaps it was because the identity of the four generations of blood clans of Osia had fallen into the eyes of the Little Ming King. In short, Osia received an invitation to enter the shared dinner in Bright Castle.

The invitation letter was Winston: "If you had met Xiao Ming Wang, you would be moved by his gentleness and affectionateness as the spring breeze."

Osia said: "Then the bodyguards beside him made holes with their rock-like fists?"

Winston hesitated and said, "Actually, Lord Barr is not as good as the legend..."

Brutal?

Cold?

Moody?

Osia is waiting for his adjective.

But the time went by, and Winston's hesitation made the last word seem unconvincing no matter what it was.

Winston finally answered the words: "Not care about the details."

Osia: “…”

Does it mean that Barr is stingy by nature and his life is in danger?

No matter what, he still went to the banquet.

When he entered Bright Castle, Osia was a little surprised. He really didn't expect that the Gothic style castle interior decoration design would actually be in Chinese style.

It’s fine to have Chinese furniture, porcelain and calligraphy and paintings, but why are there red paper cuts on the mirror?

“Welcome.”

A Chinese boy with a pretty appearance was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, walked down the stairs and greeted shyly.

...

Is this the second generation of Lord Ming Wang?

Osia was stunned for a moment, but soon calmed down and bent down to salute.

Wang Xiaoming said: "The food is ready, hurry up and go to the table. What do you like to eat? I made duck blood vermicelli soup, braised blood tofu, stir-fried spicy blood, and stir-fried dried tofu with pig blood..."

He reported a long list of dishes, and although Osia didn't know what it was, he said in a very good manner: "It's all what I love to eat."

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's so good, I'm still worried that you won't get used to it."

They walked to the restaurant, and the dining table was indeed full of dining plates, but...

It's empty inside.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Barr, who was sitting at the dining table happily shaking his wine glass, and said in a daze: "Are you finished eating?"

Bar said: "No." He took out a bowl like a magical trick, "Save it for you."

Wang Xiaoming said embarrassedly: "There are guests here."
Chapter completed!