After signing for fifty years, I became a vampire boss

This other world is huge.

There are countless countries and ethnicities.

The Kingdom of Nikara is located in the northwest of the continent, bordered by elves to the west, demons to the south, and Azeroth to the east.

The Draenor Mountains are a huge mountain range that is millions of miles long, and as the boundary between the two countries, the orcs on this side of the mountain and the blood tribes on the other side of the mountain have always been clearly distinguished.

The blood tribe and the orcs did not have any festivals before, and the well water did not violate the river water.

But don't know why.

One day a thousand years ago, Azeroth suddenly raised an army to invade Nikara, and for the first time in hundreds of thousands of years, the orc army crossed the Draenor Mountains, drove straight in, and attacked the city.

The hatred between orcs and blood tribes was also forged at that time.

The two countries fought endlessly for a thousand years!

No one can destroy anyone.

But now the Blood Clan's nine-character army crusade can be said to be pouring out, it seems that it is tired of playing, and intends to thoroughly understand this grudge.

......

The night is as cool as water, and the endless army is like a vast and boundless sea, undulating on the earth.

The sound of the march was like an earthquake, boom, boom, boom...

On the back of a huge mammoth elephant more than ten meters tall hunched over a luxuriously decorated room.

Marquis Morpheus's fat body was trapped in the soft sofa, but his expression was gloomy, as if there was something to worry about.

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

The voice sounded from behind, and a handsome and extraordinary-looking man walked over with a red wine glass, full of nobility.

This is the half-brother of the Marquis of Morpheus and Elizabeth's uncle, Alvis.

He, like Morpheus, is an extremely powerful Marquis of the Six Wings.

"Alas~ I'm fine, Alvis. "

Marquis Morpheus waved his hand, seemingly unwilling to talk more.

A different color flashed in Alvis's eyes, and he smiled and naturally sat next to him:

"I'm your brother, if you have something on your mind to say, it's all a family, and you don't have to carry everything alone." "

Marquis Morpheus hesitated, and finally sighed: "Well, Alvis, I can't hide anything from you... I'm actually thinking, the ancestors. "

"What happened to the ancestors?"

Alvis poured him a glass of wine, his smile still the same, "The old ancestor is not willing to go out of the customs, who can force him?

This war, the seven major clans have been planning for a long time.

One of the most important things is to ask the ancestors to go through customs.

Even so, only four duke ancestors were willing to climb out of the coffin, and the remaining three said: No time!

Among them are the ancestors of the Capetian clan.

"It's not a question of coming or not..."

Morpheus seemed to remember something, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Why is that?" continued Alvis persistently.

Morpheus's expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes glanced at his brother gloomyly: "You shouldn't know about this, don't ask, go and get busy with you." "

Alvis's expression froze.

However, the next moment he showed a kind and polite smile, bowed, and said, "Obey the order, younger brother... No, my lord!"

After speaking, he retreated.

However, Marquis Morpheus did not notice that Alvis, who turned around, had a cold coldness in his eyes.

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Capetian Clan, Bristol City.

Castle of the Marquis, second floor of the library, in the room.

"Princess, this is the next person's room. "

Fang Qingyan frowned, and looked helplessly at Elizabeth in front of him, who was touching the east and west in his room.

"What's wrong with the next person's room, I didn't treat you as a person!"

Elizabeth had her little hands behind her back, and with an excited expression on her little face, she bounced around Fang Qingyan's room.

It was the first time she entered Fang Qingyan's house.

Relying on the stalker, he insisted that Fang Qingyan take her over.

"Alas, there is always a difference between respect and inferiority, you are a princess and I am inferior, you are not suitable to stay here. "

Fang Qingyan sighed in his heart, and his eyes calmly said to her, "Let's go out." "

Elizabeth pouted dissatisfiedly, her eyes dripped, and she suddenly "eh", and pointed to an ordinary inferior coffin on the side in shock: "Such a low-level coffin, how can you sleep? "

The corner of Fang Qingyan's mouth twitched, can you not change the topic?

But the mention of the coffin did make him a little sad.

When he broke through the realm three years ago, he accidentally broke the coffin, and he ran many places and did not buy a satisfactory coffin.

So I just made an ordinary one.

Comfort is greatly reduced!

But then again, the coffin that can satisfy the Marquis of the Six Wings is priceless, how can it be bought?

"No, I can't let you sleep in such a poor coffin!"

A look of hesitation appeared in Elizabeth's eyes, but soon she made up her mind, her small hands crossed her waist, and she said arrogantly, "Follow me, Princess Ben will take you to get the most top-notch coffin!"

"No need, really no need. "

Fang Qingyan waved his hand again and again.

Elizabeth's eyes widened, very strong: "A good coffin is the face of the blood clan!

Saying that, the little hand grabbed Fang Qingyan's arm and dragged it out.

Fang Qingyan looked helpless: "Okay, I'll go with you, don't pull and pull." "

He really didn't take this princess for Her Royal Highness.

I can only toss with her.

......

But the question is, where is Elizabeth going to take him to get the coffin?

Ordinary coffins he really can't see!

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