Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

The blood race is a huge ethnic group in the West. They are active at night, their skin is whiter than ordinary whites, their face is bloodless, revealing a lifelessness, their cheeks are dry and sunken, and their eyes are very protruding, always bringing extremely strong vision effect.

In the West, there are still hundreds of years of old castles. The more than ten to twenty-meter-high walls outside the fort are occupied by green creepers, and there are always gloomy bats flying in and out under the night.

"Mr. Bart is our most loyal servant, and his death made us very sad." The blond man had a heavy face, and his dark green eyes showed a strange brilliance. "As the oldest ethnic group in the West, we must give that one. Miss Dongfang has a lesson."

The surrounding coffin vibrated, and a voice came from inside, seeming to respond.

The speaker is Edward, the patriarch of the blood clan. Energy water is his first move to control the entire O continent. After five years of preparation, everything is in his plan. Within three years, this kind of thing will be as it was hundreds of years ago. He controlled everyone like an opium, but the plan was crushed by a beautiful Dongfang lady.

Not even the most loyal Bart [txt novel www.txtyuan.com] died.

This is the most rampant provocation.

I heard that in China there is a saying that "well water does not violate river water." Energy water is only circulated in the upper class of O State and is not supplied to China. Why does she jump out? Act as a messenger of justice?

But Bai Chuwei's strength is obvious to all, even the Demon Domain Lord who made them jealous was pressed under her feet, abruptly forming the top of the list, they really didn't dare to provoke it.

Someone handed a pillow while dozing off! The voting in the temple, which has not been heard for thousands of years, is about to begin.

He needs Bai Chuwei's apology to calm his anger over the death of his servant.

Bai Chuwei and the last **** of the East depend on how China chooses.

A skinny old man with blood-red eyes on the side said with certainty: "Sir, the Chinese practitioners are smart. They will not give up the existence of gods. The lady Bai can only publicly kneel down and apologize."

There was a secretive smile on Edward's deadly white face, which was full of confidence.

Yes, that's right.

The Chinese are the most cunning people in the world, and they will understand how to choose.

For a female monk, giving up an oriental **** is a mentally retarded choice. They won't do it.

Edward took a cup of bright red liquid from the servant, stuck out his tongue and licked the surface of the liquid, and said lazily in the oldest tone: "Contact the TV station. I hope that Miss Bai’s public apology will be broadcast live worldwide. ."

Let the others understand that the blood race, as the oldest ethnic group in the West, is not so bully.

He was sad for Bart's death for several days, and now he was expecting to see that beautiful Dongfang lady show a regretful expression.

Thinking of this, Edward smiled again.

Soon, a servant ran in from outside, "Sir!"

Edward raised his eyebrows.

The servant hurriedly said: "The latest news from the East, that Miss Bai Chuwei...she...she..." suddenly stammered.

Edward's eyes leaped, and he asked, "Is he restless because of this news and is already standing on the cusp of China?"

Servant: "Huh? No, she has gone to school at the Imperial College. Oh, I heard that Miss Duan Xueqin has already sent Jifu to her. She is now happily and busy preparing for the Dao Lian contract."

Edward smiled stiffly: "???"

What?

Are you happy to prepare for a bond with the Taoist couple? ?

Didn't take them to heart at all? ?