This time, Jian Er didn't say anything to raise the bar with the little wit, but nodded seriously, she is not a fool, didn't she see the battle before? ran out like a stake and went there like that, maybe it will be used as a target to clean up (Xiaohai: Dear, you also think too highly of yourself, a little shrimp like you probably no one will take you seriously, but if you want to be a target, it is not enough to be qualified. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoJane:!). This is a big matter related to her own little life, and Jian Er will not joke about it.

Seeing that Jian Er was "honest", the little clever nodded with satisfaction like an adult, and threw Jian Er a small look of "count you as acquaintances", which made Jian Er couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, and the blue tendons on her forehead jumped again.

Ignoring Jian Er's slightly sobbing expression, the little ghost had already climbed up the stairs. However, he didn't rush out recklessly, but didn't know what he was fiddling with, then turned his head and pressed his palms down, signaling Jian Er to lower his body and dodge, and then touched his index fingers to his lips and made a silent movement. After all, if that group of people hadn't changed the battlefield, they might have gone out from here to the realm where they were fighting, and for the sake of their own safety, it was always right to be careful.

Taking a deep breath, the little ghost took a stick that was placed aside in his hand, and then took the stick and stabbed it where he had played before, and soon a ray of sunlight leaked in from it, and the little ghost also took advantage of the situation.

There was a flash of clarity in Jian'er's eyes, it seemed that there should be an existence similar to a lookout.

"Okay, no problem, follow me. The little ghost lowered his voice and beckoned to Jian'er, motioning for her to follow, and then reached out and picked around the top cover, and after a few inaudible sounds, the top cover loosened, and the little ghost moved the top cover to the side, carefully poking out half of his head to see if there was any danger outside. Very good, safe! The little clever man came out of it, and then leaned back and beckoned to Jian'er.

Jane nodded to the old cat behind her in gratitude and followed the little ghost up, the lid closed behind her again.

And I didn't know that Jian Er had already boldly hung her tail and followed the Count Dracula who came with her, and at this time she had already confronted the forces of the riot.

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The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each branch.

In fact, for the attack on Grande's lair, minus them as the parties, ignoring the angry Thunder who was angry, the most annoyed person was Count Dracula.

Don't get me wrong, this big anger is not for Grande's grievances, don't look at him as he has a pretty good relationship with Grande, but in fact, Grande is just a small wave on his long life road to this blood count with almost endless life, and their relationship is not good enough to share honor and disgrace and empathize with each other's suffering. The reason why Count Dracula is so angry is because no matter which side of the "dark world" comes from this time, they all - they have crossed the line!

This is the capital of the F country, according to the division of the "dark world" forces, this is the territory of the Bruch clan, one of the thirteen clans of his blood clan, and it belongs to the territory of Prince Donald, who is under the rule of Count Delacula, the Count of the Blood Clan. According to the rules of the "dark world", in a place like this with obvious territorial subordination, no matter which force it is, unless it is a temporary passerby, no matter what they want to do, they all need to come and greet him, which is what we often say on the rivers and lakes of country Z.

But now, he himself is in this "romantic capital," but he has not received any news from any foreign forces that require him to "make it easier." didn't "worship the pier" but played such a big move on his turf, to say something unpleasant, it was simply not the rhythm of putting him in the eyes of the master.

Don't think that only our Z people pay attention to face, these blood clans are definitely the masters of good face, how can Count Dracula not be annoyed by such a red fruit slap in the face? And in addition, there is a very important point, as a person in the "dark world" with a very strong sense of territory, no matter what those outsiders do, whether they have any hardships or not, he is the "head snake" of the "romantic capital" , This face has already been beaten, if he doesn't react a little, saying that others still think that their blood clan is easy to bully, then there may even be a domino effect, and the territory of their blood clan in other places may also cause turmoil, such a consequence is definitely unacceptable to Count Dracula.

So no matter what, Count Dracula must not ignore this matter, and not only that, but he may make a big fuss about it, and if he doesn't kill the few "chickens" who came to make trouble, how can he deter the "monkeys" who drool over their blood clan's territory?

I have to say that the blood clan is indeed known for its speed, after getting out of the sight of Grande, Count Dracula's eyes closed, and when he opened it again, it was already a blood red, and the cold fangs broke out of his lips with a cold light, which was in stark contrast to the weirdly red lips, although he was not completely incarnated into the blood clan, but in his current state, the action power was more than a hundred times stronger than that of humans.

With a cold snort, Count Dracula jumped onto the roof of the house, took the shortest straight distance and ran towards the incident, bringing with him an afterimage, and only in an instant had arrived at the place of the accident.

A burst of high-fives rang out, drawing the attention of the opposing forces all at once.

"Tut-tut, it's so lively!" Count Dracula's voice was as cold as ice, "It's just that I don't know where I came from, it's rare to come to my Count Dracula's realm, and I don't talk about being a guest in the humble house, but it seems that my master is neglected." ”

Damn, how could this guy be here. The confrontational forces couldn't help but be stunned and cursed secretly. They didn't think in vain that Count Dracula was inviting them to be their guests, and that he was asking them for guilt! )