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Chapter 11 Blood Prisoners(2/2)

A black-robed magician hurriedly took out a bottle of blood essence potion brought by Yin Xuege from his sleeve. Bright grabbed the potion and poured the bottle of viscous blood into Yin Xuege's mouth.

.Yin Xuege's wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few minutes, the burnt and carbonized wounds had recovered as before, and no scars could be seen on his fair and smooth skin.

"He's a damn little vampire!" Bright grabbed the cross in his hand, jumping around and cursing like a madman.

"But who can tell me why he is not afraid of the sun? Who can tell me why he is not afraid of the sun?"

No one could answer Bright's question. Even Yin Xuege himself didn't know what the reason was, let alone others. Sandel, who was standing aside, spread his hands innocently, indicating that he really

Can't help Brett on this issue.

Yin Xuege slowly opened his eyes. The torture just now made him completely remember Bright and Feniss. He glanced at Bright who looked like he was going crazy, and then looked at the giant giant that reflected the dazzling light in the sky.

airship, and then laughed dryly a few times.

The power of the spell card has been greatly broken by the heat of the sun, and Yin Xuege can barely speak: "I was not burned to death by the sun. I am not a vampire, am I? You have arrested the wrong person!"

"Arrested the wrong person?" Bright tilted his head and looked at Yin Xuege. He laughed weirdly, and then kicked Yin Xuege hard on the temple. Yin Xuege felt his head shake, and before his eyes

As soon as it went dark, he fell into a coma.

"How could I arrest the wrong person? You are a damn despicable vampire!" Bright raised his head and looked at the sky, and said word by word thoughtfully: "A vampire who is not afraid of the sun? I seem to remember me

In which classic book have you seen it?"

After a while of silence, Brett moved the silver cross in his hand with great force.

"Put this damn, weird kid in the bottom level of the Blood Prison and keep him under strict guard. Don't be careless. If he escapes, you will all be buried with him!" Stomping his feet angrily, Brett hit Sandel.

A greeting: "Sandel, accompany me to see the Grand Consul. Perhaps, he will know something."

Sandel reluctantly made a face, and then sighed heavily: "I'm afraid of seeing that old guy, I'll tell you the truth!"

Captain Jack's Tavern has been sealed, and numerous outposts and spies have been stationed nearby to monitor it.
Chapter completed!
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