The Blood Abyss Spear directly penetrated Cyril's body, causing a huge wound and blood gushing out.
But Cyril did not die directly, the vampire's vitality was very tenacious.
Xu Qingyun didn't even think about killing this guy directly, he still had reason to be valuable.
The Blood Abyss Spear crazily devoured Cyril's blood, but Xu Qingyun put away the Blood Abyss Spear.
He grabbed Cyril's neck with one hand and took him back to the orchard.
Cyril struggled desperately and said threatening words: "Qingyun Immortal Emperor, you can't kill me. I am an important member of the Vampire Clan. If you kill me, the Vampire Clan will retaliate against you crazily."
"I don't want the property here anymore, I'll give it all to you!"
"I can also give you a lot of money!"
"Let me go, and I promise I won't trouble you again, let alone retaliate against you!"
Xu Qingyun didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear what Cyril said.
He captured Cyril and took him back to the orchard.
Mo Yanyu felt relieved when she saw that Xu Qingyun was safe and sound.
Xu Qingyun's hand moved away from Cyril's neck and covered his head, Tianling Gai to be precise.
As per the old rules, Xu Qingyun was too lazy to ask one question after another when using the Soul Searching Technique. The key was that Cyril might not be willing to say it yet, and even if he was willing to say it, it might not be the truth.
It is more convenient to directly use the soul search technique to read the memory.
Cyril felt that his brain was invaded by a mysterious force, and he was terrified.
"You, what are you doing!"
"No, no, let me go, let me go!"
"I don't want to die, don't kill me!"
Cyril struggled desperately.
Xu Qingyun raised his left hand, and several silver needles shot out. The silver needles injected a ray of spiritual energy and penetrated several acupuncture points on Cyril's body.
Cyril was immediately unable to move, and all his power was temporarily sealed.
Cyril was even more frightened. He didn't know how Xu Qingyun did it. It was simply unbelievable.
He kept opening his mouth, but no sound came out, and he was speechless.
At the same time, a chaotic force came over his mind, and the world was spinning. He felt dizzy, and soon passed out, losing the ability to think.
After a few minutes, Xu Qingyun stopped searching for souls.
He frowned slightly, the results of the soul search made him not very satisfied.
I don't know if it's because this guy is a vampire and his brain is different from ordinary people. The memories Xu Qingyun read are very limited. They are all intermittent memory fragments. There is really not much useful information.
never mind.
The purpose of Xu Qingyun's trip has been achieved, so he won't worry about it anymore.
With a flick of the Blood Abyss Spear, it pierced Cyril's heart.
This time, Xu Qingyun did not stop the Blood Abyss Spear from swallowing Cyril's blood.
The entire gun body shines with its strange bloody red light.
Xu Qingyun felt that after swallowing Cyril's blood, the Blood Abyss Spear had undergone a slight qualitative change and became much more powerful.
Sure enough, the more powerful the enemy is, the more the Blood Abyss Spear will be improved by devouring its blood.
A wisp of black deathly energy emerged from Cyril's body silently.
This ray of death turned into a little bat and flew into the distance.
Xu Qingyun struck a palm in the air, and the purple thunder palm shadow appeared, directly blasting the little bat into slag.
Xu Qingyun knew that the vampires had tenacious vitality and had always been wary of Cyril.
That little bat contains a trace of his bloodline power.
Give him enough time and enough blood, and Cyril can be resurrected with the power of this bloodline.
Naturally, Xu Qingyun would not let this happen. Since he wanted to kill Cyril, he had to kill him completely and not give him any chance of resurrection.
The Blood Abyss Spear swallowed up Cyril's blood.
Xu Qingyun was still worried and took out a flame talisman to activate the talisman.
The raging fire burned, destroying the corpses and destroying all traces.
Seeing Cyril turned into ashes, Xu Qingyun nodded with satisfaction.
"Let's go and save people." Xu Qingyun glanced at Mo Yanyu and said.
Mo Yanyu nodded and responded: "Okay."
Return to the basement.
Xu Qingyun and Mo Yanyu discussed it. He was responsible for rescuing people, and Mo Yanyu was responsible for notifying the local police and contacting people from the embassy.
There are many Chinese people here. If possible, they should be sent back to China.
Some people fled here and may be criminals themselves.
However, Xu Qingyun does not care about this. If he is guilty or not guilty, he will be handed over to the Chinese police and the court for trial.
"There should be people from the three major organizations in Bagan. You can contact some of them to come and help." Mo Yanyu suggested.
Upon hearing this, Xu Qingyun took out the satellite phone directly from the storage ring and called Xiao Ziyang.
The satellite phone call was quickly connected, and Xu Qingyun didn't waste any time and simply explained what was going on here.
Xiao Ziyang promised to arrange for people from the three major organizations to come and help later.
Mo Yanyu left first to inform the local police and people from the Chinese Embassy.
Xu Qingyun stayed alone in the basement.
He first checked the conditions of the people in the dungeon and found that these people were extremely weak and could collapse at any time.
Xu Qingyun could rescue them one by one, but that would be too inefficient and unnecessary.
The more than 100 people who were sent here tonight are in good health, but they are too hungry.
Xu Qingyun didn't care about these people.
These people will definitely not die.
Those who have been blood slaves for a long time are the ones he wants to focus on treating.
Xu Qingyun gathered all these people together, including those who were rescued from the blood warehouse machine.
Xu Qingyun found a few buckets and clean drinking water, and poured them into the buckets.
Then he took out some healing elixirs from the storage ring.
Xu Qingyun's healing pills are all for warrior cultivators. These are ordinary people and do not need to be taken whole.
He dissolved the healing elixir in water and diluted it, turning the drinking water into a medicinal solution.
Xu Qingyun explained to these people in Chinese and English that he was here to save them. There was a medicine in the bucket to save them, and drinking it could extend their lives.
Xu Qingyun doesn't care whether these people can understand it or not, he believes that most people can understand it.
But after he finished speaking, no one came up to drink the liquid.
Xu Qingyun had no choice but to pick up the cup on the side, filled some liquid, and drank it in front of these people.
"Don't worry, it's not poisonous." Xu Qingyun said helplessly.
"If you still want to live, drink the liquid, half a cup per person, don't drink too much."
Xu Qingyun didn't know whether these people could persist until rescue, so he had to save their lives first.
These people stayed in the dark place for an unknown amount of time, were tortured continuously, saw countless lives and deaths, and suffered from mental problems to some extent.
Even if they can survive, many of them will definitely develop mental problems and it will be difficult for them to fully recover.
Mental illness is actually difficult to cure.
Seeing Xu Qingyun drinking the liquid in public, a young man in his early twenties walked up boldly. This man was so skinny and weak that he felt like he was going to die soon.
Xu Qingyun personally filled half a cup of medicine for the man and handed it over.
The young man drank the cup of Chinese medicinal liquid in one gulp.
When the medicinal liquid enters the stomach, the medicinal effect spreads instantly.
He only felt a warm current spreading throughout his body, feeling extremely comfortable.