However, the bats that followed continued to rush towards him as if desperately. However, they would still be wiped out as soon as they touched the colorless halo outside Hanzi's body.
After this situation lasted for a few minutes, the bats showed no sign of diminishing. However, Hanzi's heart was aflutter, and he hugged his chest with his hands. Qianlong's Qi slowly gathered. After a moment, he heard him roar, and with both hands
With the palm of his hand facing upward, he suddenly pushed upwards, only to hear a loud "bang" sound. Countless blood-red bats in the sky were blown away by his Qianlong Qi, and countless small black corpses fell into the grass.
There were countless "squeak" screams, and those bloody bats that were far away were shot by Qianlong's true gas wave and flew for 2030 meters away, and then suddenly gathered to a center point.
,; Among the flashes of black shadows, within a moment there was a groan of pain, and a figure fell to the ground with a "plop".
Hanzi looked closely and saw that Dekuge's clothes were torn and stained with blood all over his body. It looked like pieces of flesh had been dug out in different places on his body. It was so devastated that he was crawling on his knees.
The ground was flooded for a breath.
Hanzi was merciful, otherwise, he would have fired out the Dragon True Qi instead of the Hidden Dragon True Qi. What would be lying on the ground at this time would no longer be an incomplete Dekuge, but a pile of broken pieces.
Meaty.
Walking forward, Hanzi said with a smile: "Lord Earl, I didn't expect that I still underestimated the power of your vampires. If I hadn't had special skills to defend myself just now, I would have been sucked into human form by countless vampire bats.
Just do it."
Dekuge struggled slowly for a moment, then raised his head and said extremely weakly: "I didn't expect that you are actually a master in the world of cultivation in China's legend. I, Dekuge, am blind, so I will lose if I lose, and so will you.
No need to say such sarcastic words anymore."
Hanzi's face suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "I ask you a question, and if you answer honestly, I will spare your life. Otherwise, hehe, you also know how powerful I am, and I'm afraid I will slap you down."
It will turn into ashes."
Dekuge said miserably: "Winner or loser, you can ask me if I have anything else to say, but I may not be able to answer your question." There was a look of loneliness on his face. It seems that this failure is not good for him.
It hit him hard.
Hanzi said coldly: "I just want to ask you, how many people have you killed in China?" The coldness on his face grew stronger, and if he said anything that didn't suit his purpose, Dekuge would be killed instantly in the palm of his hand.
potential.
Dekuge seemed to feel the chill coming from him, but he suddenly became unusually calm and said calmly: "Whether you believe it or not, I have been in China for five years and I have not killed anyone."
Hanzi would not believe his words easily, and sneered: "Then where did the fresh human blood you drink come from?"
Dekuge calmed down, except that his face was still pale. He seemed to have no reaction to the pain caused by the countless scars on his body, and became numb. He said calmly: "I can't tell you this, this is
If the secret of our vampire clan is spread from your mouth, I am afraid that our blood-sucking clan will cut off our blood source in the future and return to the fate of killing people and sucking blood."
Hanzi stared at him for a long time and suddenly said: "I believe you."
Dekuge seemed to be unable to believe what he said. He raised his head and took a deep look at him. Feeling the sincerity in his eyes, he was silent for a moment, struggled to get up from the ground, sat there, and raised his head to look.
He looked at the half-moon in the sky, with a look of vicissitudes in his eyes, and said quietly: "Since you know about vampires in the West, I think you should know the legend of Dracula, the Romanian king, who became a vampire."
He seemed to have said so many words at once, and was a little out of breath. He opened his mouth and gasped softly.
Hanzi said: "Yes, I have heard about Dracula, the cruel king. I heard that he liked to blow off the hands and feet of war prisoners, and then turn those without hands and feet into 'human sticks' in groups."
Wearing it on a long pointed stick, he likes to listen to their shrill howls, watch them die in pain, and even likes to drink the blood of these people. It is said that he once used this method to kill people at a crazy party.
Thirty thousand prisoners. The cruelty and extent can be seen from this. But these are just legends. You are a vampire, you should know better." Hanzi likes to find some of these legendary figures when he has free time these days.
Judging from the strange book, he believed that although the things in the legend were not necessarily true, and many were spread by rumors, each legend had its own historical origins and was definitely not groundless. He had searched for vampires.
There is a lot of information, and he still knows about Dracula, the king of Romania.
Dekuge nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said: "Actually, this legend is true, His Majesty Dracula is indeed a vampire. But do you know that we vampires are actually some pitiful people.
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Hanzi remained silent and listened to him continue: "Do you think, who would like to live with two long fangs and sharp and slender nails." He raised his hand as he spoke.
, I saw that his nails at this time were black, pointed and slender, but they were covered with blood.
"Who likes to live in darkness for a long time without seeing the sun? There is no shadow in the sun, you can't see your own shadow in the mirror, you can't live an ordinary life, and the most terrifying thing is that you can never get rid of the control of blood and leave.
Vampires cannot live without human blood. What kind of life do you think it is?" A look of pain appeared on Drekug's face.
Hanzi asked: "I heard that anyone bitten by you will also become your kind. Is this true?"
Dekuge smiled miserably and said: "This legend is wrong. If so, I'm afraid the world has become a world of vampires. Do you know that we vampires have very long lives and have very powerful energy?"
, of course, maybe in your eyes, these are nothing." He glanced at Hanzi and suddenly asked: "Do you know how old I am?"
Hanzi glanced at him and shook his head. A strange look suddenly appeared on Dekuge's face, and he said slowly: "Actually, my father is Dracula."
"This... this is a bit unbelievable. Then you have lived hundreds of years?" Hanzi was horrified.
Dekuge said quietly: "Yes, and people always thought that my father was dead. In fact, the man whose head was beheaded by the Turkish soldiers was just a substitute for my father. My father is still alive now."
