Chapter 975: The Fallen Blood Clan 19

It was a wagon that carried things, and it was full of firewood, as high as a mountain, and it was two meters tall, and it was supposed to be sent to the city.

Seeing that the horses that were quite sturdy were all taking difficult steps step by step, it seemed that it was difficult for the coachman to take them along the way for free.

Xining asked softly, "Do you have any money on you?" ”

The corners of Dracula's mouth inadvertently hooked: "I don't have the habit of carrying money with me." ”

What do you bring money for? He didn't need to eat or drink except blood, and he lived in the valley all the time, and he just needed to fly back and forth.

"Okay!" Xining rolled her eyes helplessly: "I'll figure it out." ”

Let's say that there was a robber on the road, and asked the coachman to take down half of the wood from the car, count it as she bought, and when she got to the city, she could ask her sister for money. Well, that's it!

The car slowly approached, and within ten meters, the swarthy coachman with a felt hat could be clearly seen.

Dracula whispered, "You stand here and wait for me." ”

Well, what do you mean?

Before he could react, Dracula, who was standing beside him, disappeared suddenly, and there was a gust of wind, and almost at the same time the horseman in the carriage disappeared.

The speed is so fast, in the blink of an eye, you can only see a faint figure flickering...... Leave her messy in the aftermath of the wind.

After thinking about all the steps and details, how to say it, even a slightly pitiful smile was ready, and when the time came, she pinched it out and turned into a noble girl who was robbed by robbers and was penniless, asking for help.

Take a deep breath and hold steady!

Dracula soon returned, went to the carriage, and untied the horse. There was so much firewood in the car that I really didn't know how to pile it up, whether it was standing on the roof of the second floor to pile firewood. Even the wheels were pressed into the earth, forming two deep ravines that stretched all the way.

She walked over and looked, "This horse is for transport, and you are going to ride it to the city?" ”

The horses that carry goods are different from the horses that are ridden, they are of low stature, have thick limbs, and are slow, but they have great strength and stamina. Such horses are as strong as oxen, and they walk as slowly as oxen, and some people ride oxen to the fields, but no one rides horses that carry goods.

The horse was untied, and let out a breath of air like a human being, and shook its head as if to indicate relief and relief.

Dracula turned around, his hands around her waist from side to side, and looked down at her.

She tilted her head and looked at Dracula. Blinked, what does this guy want to do?

Dracula said mildly, "It's us riding to the city." Then, with a gentle touch of his hands, he easily put her on the horse's back.

She sat sideways on horseback, while Dracula sat behind her. Not even the saddle or the bridles, but luckily the horse walked slowly, and Dracula took the mane from the horse's neck as the reins.

A little uneasy: "Does it matter if you don't have reins and a saddle?" ”

Dracula was calm: "In the earliest days, there was no saddle, and he rode to war. ”

So it is no wonder that Dracula is sitting on a horse, as stable as sitting on a bench, and his back is very straight and straight, so he can see that he has a lot of time on horseback.

Xining remembered something again: "Did that coachman be your snack?" ”

"I was a little injured just now, and I've been holding on." Dracula replied in a steady tone: "It's better than you being a snack." ”

Xining tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. Indeed, powerless to refute!

In this way, the horse walked slowly and leisurely.

Xining remembered something again: "Should we take a detour?" ”

After a little thought, Dracula pulled down his mane and turned the horse's head in another direction.

Yes, very smart. If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely be asked, why take a detour, and Dracula understood it when he thought about it. Versace will definitely chase after them on horseback, follow this road, and catch up with them all the way.

Versace's strength is not as strong as Dracula's, but his body is full of all kinds of equipment to deal with vampires, and the water in the kettle is holy water from the church headquarters. When there is no one at that time, Versace may use her as a weapon against Dracula, and even if Dracula can give up on her, he will hesitate somewhat.

And sometimes, a second, or even 0.1 second, can make the difference between victory and defeat.

So the best thing to do is to take a detour and avoid Versace. In a crowded place, if Dracula were to use a human as a shield and Versace shot or killed someone, the angry crowd didn't know what they would do.

After walking for three hours, fortunately there was no sun today, and most of the place was cloudy. If there is the sun, this is enough to choke.

Hiinin was drowsy on horseback, but she didn't dare to sleep. If you want to sleep, where do you lean? Leaning against Dracula's chest, or in the crook of his arm?

You can't let the body owner become a vampire, and even if she wants to be a vampire, she will wait for her to come back and decide for herself.

It's finally almost time to get to the town, but from a distance, the flag set up doesn't look like the town where the eldest sister lives!

Each town and city-state will hang the flag of the local nobleman in charge, and the family emblem of each nobleman is different, and the color of the flag is also different. I remember the black background and red flag hung in the town where the eldest sister lived, this place, although the pattern is not clear, but the flag erected high is red and green, obviously not the same town.

It must be that Dracula is afraid that no matter the big road or the small road, he may run into Versace, after all, there are two roads leading to the town, and the proportion of encounters is also 50%. Dracula was no longer absolutely sure that he would kill Versace and did not want to take any chances.

Looking at the town that is getting closer and closer in front, it is already here, and it is impossible to go back.

Xining was helpless: "Dear Earl, we have no money, only a horse, and this horse should not be worth a few dollars if it is sold." ”

Dracula is still calm, as if his mood has always been so calm, almost unwavering: "When people die, they don't need money." ”

Seconds understand, when people have dinner, the money is taken away.

She couldn't help laughing: "Be a robber? ”

Dracula was silent for a while, not knowing whether to think or how, before replying, "Already." ”

How else did the horse get here?

I really served Dracula, and I spoke a little jumpy, but in retrospect, it was quite interesting.

No wonder vampires are generally quite rich, and if they don't have money and can't make money, they can be robbers, kill people and sell goods, and by the way, dinner is also solved.

Finally, before the sunset gate, we arrived in the town.

At the gates of the city stood several knights wearing close-fitting chainmail vests and swords tied to their belts. Knight, Hehe, what a romantic and beautiful name, in fact, the knight of this period is not so gentlemanly, not to mention tolerant of women, if you don't grab it back and sleep and throw it away, it's already good.

There have been more arrogant, knights with subordinates, and a widowed little nobleman. led people and horses to attack the castle where people lived, and forced them to marry.

The horse walked over step by step, and a knight stopped the horse at the door: "What are you doing?" ”