"I didn't expect that the Vampire King was so young and handsome, and he was as good as a young idol. You can enjoy the moon well, and I won't disturb you."

Jiang Luo tried his best to retreat, but his legs were like lead, and he couldn't take any steps. When he looked down, he realized that eight red iron chains were tightly wrapped around his ankles. At first glance, he looked like eight giant pythons that were about to swallow him.

Jiang Luo was slightly angry and slashed his palm. His spiritual power rushed down, sweeping away the blood mist around him. The red iron chain tightened and tightened, almost breaking his ankle.

"When my seniors returned to China and kept praising the hospitality of the blood clan. Did they all be fooled by lard? King Caesar, is this your way of hospitality?"

Caesar glanced at Jiang Luo lightly and said lightly: "Don't be nervous, I just want to enjoy the moon with you. When the moon sets, I will let you go back."

Jiang Luo calmed down and tried to transmit his divine thoughts, notifying his master to save him. However, after trying four times in a row, the divine thoughts could not be sent out at all.

What's worse is that he couldn't even open the storage ring and could not use the mobile phone lying inside the storage ring.

Fortunately, Mitian's blood mist was just nauseous and disgusting, and did not corrode his skin, otherwise he would really collapse.

Caesar was still lying on the grass, and there seemed to be a pool of tears in his blue eyes, and sighed: "I like a saying from China very much. I would rather have a genitals, princes, generals and ministers."

He actually spoke Chinese and spoke in a straight voice. Jiang Luo was slightly stunned and couldn't help but suspect that he had heard it wrong.

"Have you learned Chinese?"

"A thousand years ago, Van Helsing and I fought for the position of leader of the blood clan. Unfortunately, we lost, so we had to flee to the east. We were adopted by a private school teacher and read a lot of books at his house.

Reading the Records of the Grand Historian thoroughly, only these two sentences are in line with my heart. There is no natural noble seed in the world. Only through continuous struggle can we achieve success."

Jiang Luo didn't know what to say. This Caesar was so weird. He looked like an ordinary white boy, with a melancholy look in his eyes, proficient in Chinese, and had no demeanor of the king of the blood clan.

"The private school teacher is my adoptive father. He has never been able to get talented in his life. He failed many tests and could only live in the countryside. Unfortunately, he passed away without a single life until I recovered his true self.

I had no chance to repay him, so I had to kill those who bullied him, plotted against him, and slandered him.

Because of my adoptive father, I have always liked Chinese people and Chinese cultural background.

The world is far better than Western Europe.”

Caesar told Jiang Luo about the past events like a silly thought. Jiang Luo heard it a few times and prayed that the master and uncle would come over quickly.

"The Wheel of Hell is about to close, please leave on time."

The high-pitched female voice spread throughout the island, and a group of people were still unsatisfied. They reluctantly left the Wheel of Hell and walked into the Dream Hotel staggeringly.

They didn't look at the weird blood mist, even if they looked, they might not care at all.

"In my eyes, they are just walking dead, but you are different," Caesar said again.

"What's different about me?" Jiang Luo asked.

"They only stare at delicious delicacies and beauties, not at the common people, but you can see through the filth behind the glitz and care about a little boy in the moonlit night."

Caesar suddenly stood up and reached out to touch Jiang Luo's cheek, "I like you very much."

Jiang Luo had goose bumps all over his body, and almost vomited the overnight meal, shouting: "Everyone is a man, I advise you to respect yourself. You must know that you are so unreasonable, and I can't even come to beat you to death."

"Don't get me wrong. What I said like is just to appreciate, and the words are not accurate." Caesar chuckled twice.

Whoosh!

Two figures rushed over, and even through the heavy blood mist, Jiang Luo could tell at a glance that they were the master and the master.

"Master, Master, I'm here," Jiang Luo hurriedly shouted.

Qiao Bin pointed at Caesar and said suspiciously: "Aren't you the kid who plays football? Why are you here?"

"Master, he is Caesar, the leader of the blood clan. This blood mist is his masterpiece," Jiang Luo reminded.

"Impossible, Caesar is obviously a strong man with red hair and brown eyes, and he is just a little brat. How can there be blood mist here?" Qiao Bin looked in disbelief.

Only then did Jiang Luo realize that the Blood Mist was just Caesar's illusion. After all, he was because of his shallow cultivation and insufficient ability. He could not see through all this. The master and his master were completely unbewitched by the illusion.

Li Tairong's expression changed slightly, "This kid can confuse Jiang Luo, he must be not an ordinary person, maybe it's Caesar."

Caesar smiled slightly and snapped his fingers gracefully. In an instant, the blood mist flying all over the sky and the iron chain under Jiang Luo's feet all disappeared.

"See you three tomorrow", Caesar said

Li Tairong and Qiao Bin smiled, their figure flashed and disappeared.

Seeing that Jiang Luo's face was unwilling, Qiao Bin hurriedly supported him and asked with concern: "Xiao Luo, how are you now?"

"Fortunately, I just had a little dizzy." Jiang Luo exhaled a breath of turbid air and immediately woke up a lot.

Li Tairong looked solemnly and looked at Jiang Luo, "What did Caesar tell you?"

"It's all a mess. He took refuge in China a thousand years ago. Fortunately, he was adopted by a private school teacher and learned a lot of ancient Chinese."

Li Tairong said: "No wonder he said so much in Chinese. Let's go back first."

"Xiao Luo, can you fly now? If not, I will carry you," Qiao Bin said.

"No, I'm just dizzy and nauseous, and my spiritual power is not damaged." Jiang Luo took a step forward, took off lightly with his toes.

Seeing that he was not seriously injured, Qiao Bin and Li Tairong were relieved.

It was almost midnight, and the dream hotel was still brightly lit, as bright as daytime.

Qiao Bin took out the room card and was about to open the door. The hotel manager Jack suddenly ran over and said with a smile: "Three gentlemen, the rest of the guests have received gifts, but you haven't received them yet. This is your gift."

Jiang Luo took the blue cardboard box from his hand and smiled and said, "Thank you for your worries."

"You're welcome, it's my duty to take care of every guest," Jack said with a smile.

After entering the house, Qiao Bin and Li Tairong cast spells at the same time and set up a barrier.

Jiang Luo opened the blue cardboard box and saw a drop-shaped ruby ​​lying inside. Dajue Xinqi scratched it with a fruit knife. No matter how hard he used, there was no trace left on the gem.

"What a good thing, it may be worth a lot of money," Jiang Luo said playfully, thinking about using this gem to make a brooch for Luo Churan.

When Qiao Bin heard him say this, he suddenly became interested and said, "Let me see, the blood clan is so generous to take action?"

Jiang Luo handed over the gem, Qiao Bin held it in the palm of his hand and pinched it hard. Although he had no spiritual power, with his hand strength, ten iron walnuts would be broken into pieces.

However, there is nothing wrong with this ruby, which shows how hard it is.

Qiao Bin's expression changed slightly, and he shot out a spiritual power, covering the ruby. If it were an ordinary jade, it would definitely be broken into Yin powder. Only spiritual weapons and magic weapons could withstand this attack.
Chapter completed!