Wang Teng didn't want to explain anything, but an idea flashed in his mind and he changed his mind.
His whole body changed and he returned to his human appearance.
However, this is not his true appearance, but another appearance, and his ears have become a little pointy, which is very similar to the appearance of these hybrids.
When Zi Ye saw his strange look, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, not knowing what he was going to do.
Wang Teng winked at her, regardless of whether she understood what it meant or not. He turned to the mixed-race old man and said, "So what?"
"You, you..." The mixed-race old man looked at him in shock, unable to say a word.
"Viscount Snow has been killed by the two of us. The reason why I pretended to be him is because I have a bold idea." Wang Teng said mysteriously.
"No, if you weren't Viscount Snow, how could you know the vampire's mind-bewitching skills?" The mixed-race old man still didn't believe it. His eyes flashed and he sneered: "Don't try to lie to me. No matter what conspiracy you have, I will never do it."
You will be fooled."
"This is naturally because I have half the blood of the Vampire clan." Wang Teng said calmly.
"Half of the blood clan" the mixed-race old man was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "Why do you want me to believe you?"
"You fall into my hands. Life or death is a matter of my words. Why should I let you trust me?" Wang Teng said coldly.
As he spoke, he changed back to Viscount Snow, then turned to Ziye and said, "How about just killing this old man? It's too much of a bother!"
Zi Ye was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man, looked at him again, nodded and said: "Okay!"
"So good!" Wang Teng touched her head, and then his gaze suddenly became extremely dangerous.
"..." The mixed-race old man.
Fortunately, he still came to save this little girl!
The old mixed-race man regretted it again, he shouldn't have come!
Wang Teng took out the magic tower and measured it twice on the mixed-race old man's neck, as if he was ready to find a good place to start.
Big drops of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the mixed-race old man, and he quickly shouted:
"Etc., etc!"
"Do you have any last words?" Wang Teng asked pretendingly, but did not put down the magic tower in his hand.
The mixed-race old man glanced at the giant weapon on his neck, swallowed unconsciously, and said, "Well, if you have something to say, please tell me. Actually... I believe it!"
"..." Wang Teng looked at him speechlessly.
This old man got discouraged very quickly, which gave him no sense of accomplishment at all.
Xiao Ziye tilted her head and looked at the old man curiously, wondering why he changed so quickly.
The mixed-race old man felt a little embarrassed when she looked at him, and his face was slightly hot. Fortunately, his skin color was very dark and it was not visible at all.
"You won't pretend to believe me, and then run away when I let you go." Wang Teng said suspiciously.
"You can keep me by your side. I believe that with your strength, I can't escape." The mixed-race old man said helplessly.
"Let me believe you for once." Wang Teng withdrew his mental power.
The mixed-race old man suddenly felt his body relax, and the invisible force suddenly disappeared. He glanced at Wang Teng in surprise, then lowered his head and showed a flattering smile.
Wang Teng moved his hands, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, with a black pill lying quietly in it.
This was a poison elixir he refined when he had nothing to do. He thought it was just for fun, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.
"Take it and eat it!" Wang Teng said with a smile.
The mixed-race old man looked at the pitch-black elixir in his hand, and his brows twitched.
You can tell at a glance that this elixir is not a serious elixir!
But people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
Facing Wang Teng's smiling expression, he felt an inexplicable chill.
He knew that if he didn't take this pill, the Viscount Snow in front of him might not let him go so easily.
After the mixed-race old man swallowed the dark elixir, Wang Teng nodded with satisfaction, patted his shoulder, and said seriously: "I refined this elixir from several highly toxic substances, and it is worth a lot of money.
Ah, using it on you shows how much I value you."
"..." The mixed-race old man had something in his heart that he couldn't say. On the surface, he could only show a flattering expression, which was extremely aggrieved: "Sir, what are your orders?"
Wang Teng turned around and sat down on the sofa, waved to Zi Ye, asked her to sit next to him, and then asked calmly: "I want you to help me find out about the towns with space cracks around me."
"Space crack!?" The old mixed-race man couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't know what Wang Teng was going to do. He looked at him carefully and said, "Sir, this is a very confidential matter. I'm afraid... it's not easy to find out."
"Huh?" Wang Teng made a cold nasal sound.
"I'm going to ask, I'm going to ask. I know all the mixed-race people in every town. I can definitely get some news." The old mixed-race man's heart skipped a beat and he responded quickly.
"That's right." Wang Teng showed a smile on his face, waved his hand and said, "Go!"
"Oh, by the way, remember to come back to my place once every seven days, otherwise... it will cause intestinal rupture, tsk tsk, without an antidote you will die miserably."
The mixed-race old man shuddered all over. Thinking about the consequences, he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
He saluted Wang Teng, turned around and prepared to leave.
When he reached the window sill, he turned back and asked cautiously: "Sir, are you really a mixed race?"
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Wang Teng said with a meaningful smile.
"I see!"
The old mixed-race man nodded, jumped off the window sill, and disappeared into the night.
"By the way, what did he understand?" Wang Teng thought in confusion.
Ziye poked his head out of the window sill curiously and looked in the direction where he disappeared, but couldn't see anything.
"Do you want to go with him?" Wang Teng came over, stood beside her, and asked.
"Hmm..." Ziye thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't want to!"
"Why?" Wang Teng asked in surprise.
"He is too weak!" Ziye replied seriously.
"Hey, you little brat is quite the devil." Wang Teng knocked her head and laughed.
…
At this time, the mixed-race old man shuttled through the dark streets, like a shadow in the darkness, erratic, very hidden, and extremely fast. It was obviously some kind of concealment method.
Soon, he came to a remote corner of Greystone Town, looked around and made sure no one was following him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he walked to a house and knocked on the door rhythmically.
The door opened a crack, and a look came out. After seeing the mixed-race old man, he let him in: "Rodney, you came back, didn't you rescue the little girl?"
"Well, I missed it!" Rodney, an old man of mixed race, walked into the house and nodded solemnly.
There are many figures in the house, and at first glance, they all appear to be of mixed race.
The person who just opened the door was a mixed race who looked like a middle-aged woman and asked urgently: "What happened?"
"That Viscount Snow is not simple." Rodney said.
"According to the information we have learned, that Viscount Snow is lecherous and incompetent. Although his strength has reached the level of a 7-star combat soldier, he has no combat power. Why is it not simple? Are you mistaken?" A mixed-race middle-aged woman looked like
Kind of suspicious.
"That Viscount Snow was replaced by someone else," Rodney said with a wry smile.
"Ah!" Everyone in the room exclaimed when they heard this.
"How is that possible!?" The mixed-race woman who looked like a middle-aged woman looked in disbelief.
Rodney didn't hide anything, and recounted what he had just encountered, and then sat down dullly.
After everyone listened, they fell into silence.
"You said that Viscount Snow was our half-breed pretending to be one?" the half-breed who looked like a middle-aged woman confirmed again.
"You've asked me this several times. I've seen it with my own eyes. Can I be wrong?" Rodney said impatiently.
The middle-aged woman-looking mixed-race was a little embarrassed, but she still frowned and said, "But when did we, the mixed-race, have such a powerful and mysterious existence? It's really incredible. It would be great if we could pull him into our camp!
"
"Maybe we can fight for it." Rodney said thoughtfully: "Based on his attitude towards that little girl, this person is somewhat trustworthy."
"He wants to find a town with a space crack, so let's help him find it and see what he wants to do."
The others hesitated for a moment, then acquiesced in Rodney's decision.
