Chapter 163: Exploring the Secret and Finding the Prince’s Appearance
It has to be said that Prince Brad was so confused that his head was short-circuited by his own conjecture and his IQ dropped.
With a dull expression and a numb look on his face, he ordered his servants to summon all the dukes of the family to come for a meeting.
In front of the powerful prince, the three Novas were as weak as chickens facing a lion.
Coupled with the strict hierarchical suppression in the race, I didn't dare to speak randomly, so I could only wait quietly and curiously.
The prince urgently summoned all the family heads for a meeting, and no one dared to delay the meeting.
In less than an hour, all thirteen family dukes arrived and were already sitting in the familiar hall waiting.
After receiving the report from the servant, Brad frowned and numbly led the three Novas to the conference hall.
He went straight to the front seat and stood there, solemnly and excitedly announcing: "Dear Dukes, these three little guys are probably the blood of the ancestors, and the blood clan will rise again."
The thirteen family dukes present here uniformly showed dumbfounded expressions as if struck by lightning.
Suddenly, there was a huge chaos, and everyone was shouting in disbelief.
"What?"
"Just them?"
"Satan, is today April Fool's Day?"...
Duke Vandro slapped the table and stood up, suppressing the chaos and noise of everyone. At this time, he didn't care about any nonsense etiquette at all.
He argued loudly: "Impossible, this is impossible, Your Majesty Prince, Nova is my son, my biological son.
As we all know, there are only three existing princes among the great ancestor's parents and children.
Besides, the ancestor who has fallen for more than two thousand years cannot have any other descendants, let alone my Nova."
Brad felt that his authority had been challenged, and asked with a gloomy face: "Duke Vandro, are you doubting my ability to sense the blood of the ancestors? If they are not of the blood of the ancestors, how can they defeat the two barons?"
Duke Vandro regained his composure under Brad's pressure, bowed respectfully, and explained humbly: "Please forgive me for being rude, Your Majesty, I am not doubting your judgment.
But I can be sure that Nova is my child and was born with ordinary blood. Otherwise, he would not be more than a hundred years old and still be at the bottom of the family.
Suddenly, the bloodline has increased to a level that shocks you. There must be a secret in it, and we should find out the reason first."
The dukes from other families nodded silently and agreed.
To say that this playboy is the parent and son of the ancestor is simply an insult and blasphemy to the ancestor.
After waking up the dreamer with one sentence, Brad finally broke free from the dead end and thought to himself: Yes, I was so shocked that I forgot to ask him directly.
He turned around and faced the three of Novan with a kind smile and said, "Little guys, can you explain our confusion?"
Nova and the three looked at each other speechlessly, and they all regretted it in their hearts.
I never imagined that just an impulsive counterattack could cause such a big shock.
Now it's okay. The great dukes and princes are asking questions in person. They can't do it without answering. Since they can't tell the truth, they can't escape now.
Serge is not as ignorant as the young master. He is very familiar with the ways of the world. When he recalled everything just now, he suddenly had an idea.
He took a step forward and replied respectfully: "Prince and Dukes, we are not the blood of our ancestors, we just have magical experiences. However, we once swore on the blood of our ancestors that if we reveal our experiences and secrets to the outside world, we will be abandoned by the power. Bloodline
Die from exhaustion.”
Except for the dandy Nova and the careless Bella, everyone understood what Serge meant.
Let us explain the reason, but the vampire family will lose three descendants whose bloodline is close to that of the ancestor.
Prince Brad was stunned for a moment, his scarlet eyes flashing brightly as he looked at the three of Novan.
He asked expectantly: "The blood oath you three made means that you cannot take the initiative to reveal secrets, right?"
After seeing the three people nodding blankly in affirmation, Brad showed surprise that "it's true", laughed loudly, and flashed like a ghost.
He opened his pale and slender but steel claw-like palms, grabbed Serge's neck, lowered his head and bit his shoulder.
After taking a strong sip of blood, he threw him away, raised his head and closed his eyes in intoxication.
When everyone was still at a loss, Brad opened his scarlet eyes, showing a look of shock, curiosity, and greed.
He smiled ferociously and said: "Hehehe, that magical Eastern cultivator, but unfortunately, he doesn't know enough about the vampires."
Turning back to his seat, Brad announced directly: "No one is allowed to ask about the secrets of these three little guys. I want to go to the magic city of Yanhuang in person. The rise of the blood clan is right in front of me. Hahahaha, everyone is on their own."
Let's go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "tearing" sound, and two huge silver wings broke through his clothes and unfolded, and Brad became half human and half bat.
The huge wings, which were more than ten meters wide, flapped a few times, rose to the sky above the hall, smashed through the huge window of the castle and flew out.
The remaining thirteen major families' dukes looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what the prince was doing, so they could only follow the order and leave.
Only Duke Revonau understood the reason after hearing the words of "Yanhuang Demon City" and showed a gloating smile.
It is said that after Prince Brad flew out of the window, he quickly rose to high altitude and flew rapidly towards the east.
Brad's flying speed was several times faster than Duke Revorno's.
If it weren't for the protection of his own energy, the clothes on his body would have been torn to pieces by the air.
Yanhuang Magic City, Xinghai Apartment.
Usually, Fu Chen would practice "Yin Yang Code" with Su Yuchen and Gu Qingcheng every night.
One is to temper one's own true energy, and the other is to temper their meridians and physique.
Returning to the magical city this time, we met again after a short separation, with deep affection.
The physical and spiritual needs and vacancies of the two goddesses have been filled and satisfied.
After practicing in the morning and coming out of Yuanling Realm, Su and Gu made an appointment with their best friend Xiao Zixuan to go shopping together.
As for Fu Chen, he had a lot of trivial matters when he was in the capital. Every day he just simply became familiar with it and realized the moves he had already mastered.
After returning home, I resumed my hard work until I appeared in the room exhausted. It was already past noon.
After a simple rinse, lie down casually on the sofa in the living room.
Close your eyes and carefully ponder the contents of the Yuan (Gold) Dan Chapter of the inherited technique.
Unconsciously, the light and shadow in the living room moved eastward, and the sun turned westward.
Suddenly, the window shattered with a "choking" sound, and a powerful pressure came over.
Fu Chen woke up and saw a shirtless man carrying a pair of huge silver wings filling the living room.
The flesh wings quickly shrank and disappeared. The man turned around and looked at Fu Chen with scarlet eyes. It was Prince Brad.
Brad's tone was elegant and easy-going, and he introduced in Chinese: "Oriental cultivators, I am Prince Brad of the Vampire Race. I have taken the liberty to come here for your magical elixir."
Fu Chen turned a blind eye to the so-called elegance and easy-going. He felt the strong pressure coming towards him and couldn't help but look solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Fu Chen had already guessed the reason, and sighed deeply: "I didn't expect that the blood oaths of nobles can be so unreliable. It was my miscalculation."
Brad raised his head proudly, a smile flashed across his scarlet eyes, and he regretfully said: "Of course the blood oath is sacred.
But they didn't violate their oath. If the blood clan's strength reaches above that of a prince, they can intercept the memory fragments from the brains of the weak through their blood.
Believe me, this is not your fault, you are just too young and do not understand the hidden talents of our vampires."
Seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to take action, Fu Chen did not dare to take action without permission.
The pressure coming towards him was enough to make him understand how powerful the opponent was, and it definitely far exceeded the strength of the foundation.
Fu Chen thought for a while and then tentatively said: "It is said that the blood clan has an ancestral precept that strictly prohibits entering the Yanhuang Realm, but His Highness the Prince violated it..."
"No, no, no," Brad interrupted directly and replied: "How can rules bind the people who formulate and implement them, right?
What's more, I already know your strength, so what's the use of delaying your time.
There is only one way in front of me, either die or give me the elixir."
Fu Chen's thoughts changed rapidly, and he was secretly glad that he was the only one at home now.
But if the problem cannot be solved as soon as possible, the two women and Linglong will face such dangers when they return.
Thinking of this, Fu Chen showed weakness to the enemy and said calmly, pretending to accept his fate.
"Your Highness should know that elixirs require painstaking efforts to collect materials and refine them, and there are currently no leftovers.
Why don't you tell us the elixir we need, and we'll agree on a time, and then we'll send someone to pick it up when it's ready."
Brad's scarlet eyes flickered, and he looked at Fu Chen with a raised corner of his mouth.
He smiled contemptuously and said: "Stupid Eastern cultivator, since you can't see the situation clearly, let me let you recognize the reality clearly."
After Brad finished speaking unhurriedly, his figure burst forward and punched Fu Chen in the chest.
Fu Chen had been on full alert since the other party appeared, and now he was horrified when he saw the other party's speed.
It was too late to dodge, so he could only fold his hands in front of his chest to resist the attack in a hurry.
At the same time as the sound of "Bang! Bang~~~" sounded, Fu Chen was punched and flew out.
Under the impact as huge as the waves of a river, Fu Chen's body smashed the wall behind him like a cannonball, scattering gravel and sand.
Fu Chen didn't care about the pain of the collision between his arm and body. With a thought, he summoned the jade bone dagger in his hand.
Brad punched out and suddenly appeared in front of Fu Chen, reaching out to strangle his neck.
However, Fu Chen blocked him with a dagger that suddenly appeared. He immediately closed his palm into a fist and hit his chest again.
Fu Chen couldn't stop him, so he just wanted to exchange his injuries for injuries. He swung his sword to strike at the lightning flint, but unexpectedly the strike missed and his body fell to the ground.
It turned out that Brad dodged in time and withdrew from the attack range.
Brad watched Fu Chen stand firm on the ground and had no idea how he could withstand his punch without being seriously injured.
What was even more unexpected and shocking was that Fu Chen almost hurt himself and looked warily at the white dagger in his hand.
Brad believed that his perception was correct. This was no ordinary weapon. Even his own strong body could not withstand its sharpness.
From the time Fu Chen fell to the ground until Brad thought about this clearly, it only took two or three seconds to breathe.
Brad moved as fast as a ghost, picked up the kettle on the coffee table in the living room and smashed it out.
At the same time, relying on its own rapidity, it attacked again from the other side.