Her mood was already bad enough, and Anna was still chattering indignantly, scolding the guardians for not understanding the truth, not opening the door, and hitting them, these idiots should have been hanged.

"Okay!" Versace couldn't help but interrupt, but still held back his anger: "They must be in town."

The more they were not allowed to enter, the more they were proving that there was a problem. Moreover, when the people guarding the city said what happened today, it would prove that they were inside, and they persuaded and even controlled the lord.

Anna finally stopped complaining and cursing. Even at night, she still had a bright and charming eye for the moonlight: "What should I do?"

Versace sucked in a cold air, not afraid of his opponent's power as powerful as a god, but fear of his teammates being stupid like a pig. If it weren't for Anna's archery just now, now the monks should have vomited and what they should have said, they can enter the city.

And now, even if they go there again, before they can speak, all kinds of weapons have been thrown over.

He thought for a moment: "I will open the city gate early tomorrow morning before going."

Anna was anxious: "Is it still too late? He must have sucked blood and recovered his strength."

Versace pulled the reins and let the horse walk slowly, Anna followed closely behind.

He said slowly: "In the daytime, his power will be small. I hope tomorrow will be a sunny day, so that his power will be weaker. After entering the city tomorrow, let the lords there investigate whether anyone has been sucked dry, no matter how he

Nothing to say is useless.”

If someone is sucked dry, it proves that there are vampires in the city. There is only a few places, where can they hide. At that time, the lord will send people to encircle and suppress them, which will make it easier for him to act.

Anna nodded: "Then go in during the day tomorrow."

Versace stopped and glanced at her: "Do we have any other choice?"

"Yes!" Anna didn't see Versace's expression at all, and said in her own opinion: "You can climb the wall, you can set fire to the city gate."

Come on, the city wall is so high that even if you have tools, you have to risk being discovered.

It is even more undesirable to set fire to the city gate. Isn’t it a guilty conviction just now that I have been treated as a thief just now.

Why is this woman so naive? No wonder the Vitonas family has not killed Dracula for more than 400 years, and she is the only one left. Now I understand how they all died, they are all stupid!

Versace wanted to speak but stopped, finally sighed, turned over and dismounted, and began to pick up branches.

Anna sat on the horse's back, looked at Versace picking up branches one by one, and asked strangely: "What are you doing?"

Versace raised his head, held the branch and looked at Anna for a while: "Make a fire, we will sleep here tonight." Is it still necessary to say?

Anna suddenly realized, and turned over and got off the horse and picked up branches.

Versace looked at Anna deeply, of course there was no spark of love in his eyes. And he felt a little broken: how could the church expect such a guy to kill Dracula? I really don't understand.

When a bonfire was lit in the wilderness, Xining had already taken a shower in a hotel and changed into beautiful new clothes.

The clothes were picked first from the tailor shop, which were sold in finished products. But Dracula took a fancy to a dress made by a noble lady. The lady planned to wear them to attend an important dance party, and Dracula spent twice as much.

I bought this skirt for the price.

Fortunately, the tailor agreed, otherwise Dracula would have "no need to spend money".

The hotel is upstairs and a bar downstairs, and food is served.

Xining appeared in a newly bought floor-dress, which made everyone in the bar look at it.

She walked towards Dracula without any haste. Dracula stood up and helped her pull the chair. She grabbed the fat skirt and sat down carefully.

Dracula returned to his original position and placed half a glass of red wine in front of him: "You are beautiful."

In addition to blood, vampires can also drink, which is said to be tomato juice and red wine. But it is useless to drink it. At most, try the taste and reminisce about what you have eaten when you are a human.

"Thank you!" Xining said, feeling a little nervous: "I probably don't look like someone, such as your old friend or something."

If the owner looks like his deceased wife, the plot will be complicated. She doesn't want to be reincarnated and has a love affair with Dracula spanning four centuries.

You should know that Williams is the family of his deceased wife and is the most likely one to return to his ancestors among his descendants.

Dracula's mouth curled up slightly: "No, you don't look like her at all."

"What is she like?" Xining asked curiously. After asking, she felt a little regretful. It has been more than four hundred years and she has no photography skills. She must have forgotten it a long time ago.

Dracula took off his necklace and opened the rose pendant. Unexpectedly, such a delicate rose pendant actually had a middle layer that could be opened.

He handed her the pendant and took it. In the middle was a portrait of a woman, which was drawn directly with pencils and added color with pigments.

The drawings are exquisite and realistic, and the hair is slight, as if it is a real photo. The woman does not look like a master, so she can rest assured now.

"She is beautiful." Xining gave it to Dracula.

Dracula looked at the portrait and seemed to be trapped in memories: "She is indeed beautiful. Among a group of ladies, I saw her at first sight. She found that I looked at her and smiled shyly at me. I will forget that smile for the rest of my life.

No…”

Close the pendant, Dracula put the necklace back on, sat there, and continued to tell the past: "After she died, I painted her portrait every once in a while, just for fear of forgetting her. In this way, one picture after another

One picture, in a room in the castle, there were at least hundreds of portraits of her. Over time, some of the wooden frames of the portraits were decayed, and the color on them gradually dimmed, even blurred. But she was still in my mind.

Deeply imprinted.”

So affectionate. If it were a little girl, it would be moved.

Unfortunately, what she thought about was how to make good use of Dracula's relationship and save her life.

She remembered something, so she picked up her rose pendant and tried to open it according to Dracula's method.

Dracula finally smiled: "Your is a copy."

Xining put down the pendant and asked, "Then is there a portrait of you inside my father's wear?"

Dracula nodded: "It may be that it's too long and the paper has turned into powder."

Time can take away everything and turn the sea into mulberry fields. Even if metals will oxidize and stones will be weathered. But Dracula can maintain such a long relationship.

Dracula also asked curiously: "Why do you want to help me? The Williams family has always remained neutral and never disturbed it."

"Do I have a choice?" Xining asked, and said it very realistically: "The situation makes me unable to be neutral. You either help you or others. I feel that I can live longer if I help you. If I overcome this difficulty together, I will be able to survive.
Chapter completed!