Lower Lip Area, 13 Fangs Street.
Ulika, who has a fat body, dark brown and smaller eyes, sat on the sofa, wrapped nearly ten kinds of herbs and spices of the Southern Mainland specialty with dried tobacco leaves, and cut them into strips.
Then, he took the homemade Dongbailang cigarette in his hand, put it under his hands and lit the matches close to him, and watched the front part turn black and curly, appearing bright red.
After biting the tail end and taking a deep breath, Ulika slowly exhaled a little light blue white smoke, and said to the visitor on the single sofa next to him:
This is called cigarettes, real cigarettes.
Those in the Northern Mainland are only suitable for children!
The visitor on the single sofa was a man in his forties. He had a high nose bridge, a nearly blue eye color, a soft facial features, thick and slightly curly black hair, and a not-deep skin color, but it was not white. It seemed that he was a mixed race between the Ruenren and the Bailang people.
He smiled and responded in a frank way:
Unfortunately, I am not interested in any kind of cigarette.
Enzo, you will not enjoy life at all... Before Urika finished speaking, the powerful spirituality from his own path gave him a little premonition of danger.
This came so suddenly and urgently, Ulika instantly determined that the problem was quite a big deal.
Before he could escape from his original position, he saw darkness in front of him, as if he had seen the late night outside, and felt a strong sleepiness, and he felt peace from the bottom of his heart.
The entire Spiroot Street, whether it was the lights on or the houses that had turned off, became extremely quiet at this moment, as if there were no living creatures in it, or they all went to sleep in the same second.
At this moment, the snoring sounded, and Ulika, whose body was crooked and soft, suddenly jumped up, and her eyes were confused and the strangeness of Qingming.
Behind him, a little girl with a pale skin color was covered with almost illusory!
The little girl's eyes were blue, her lips were dark, her eyes were staring at the side, and her pale and transparent hands and feet were penetrated into Ulika's body, as if she could not get rid of it.
Her existence brought coldness from the spiritual body, allowing Ulika to barely resist the abnormal sleepiness and forcibly break free from the influence of the nightmare.
Before Urika fully recovered from his awakening, she instinctively rushed to the entrance of the stairs, stretched out her palms, and pushed forward with force, as if pushing open a door that did not exist.
In a blink of an eye, a bronze door covered with mysterious patterns that could not be described specifically appeared in front of Ulika, shaking and creaking, and a gap was cracked.
In the gap, there was no way to see the darkness at the end, and there were indescribable eyes looking at the outside world.
At the same time, in the gap, there are a large number of squirming strange things that are still not visible for the time being are approaching madly.
Ulika was about to continue to exert force and actively opened the door, allowing the terrifying world behind to descend on the Spiky Fang Street. Suddenly, a pair of translucent pale palms leaped out of thin air, penetrated the deep darkness and pressed on the crack of the door on the inside.
These palms have no source, do not connect to the body, and their wrists are bloody, and I don’t know who has cut them off!
Both sides exerted force at the same time, and the mysterious bronze door stopped there, neither could close nor open.
Over the house No. 13, Soster, who had become a spirit witch, stood there half floating and half floating, holding a gold-cast corona in both hands, slowly lifting it to the heights.
When the golden corona finally surpassed Soster's head, a brilliant light suddenly flowed out, quickly outlining and gathering into one.
Suddenly, it seemed as if a sun had jumped out of the void in the air, sprinkling all the light and heat towards the house at No. 13, Tart Street.
They penetrated the building without causing any damage, landed on the bronze gate, covering Ulika right in front of the door.
Ulika's expression suddenly became extremely painful. The pale and transparent little girl behind him suddenly let out a shrill scream, but was blocked by the sun and flooded.
She twisted and evaporated quickly, and a trace of black gas overflowed and melted into the ocean of light.
There is no more dark place in this house!
When the sun faded, the indescribable bronze gate had disappeared, and a corpse with a black and bulging appearance with light butter stains lying on the ground.
With a sting, the corpse cracked and a thin figure jumped out from inside.
The figure has the same appearance as Ulika, but the complexion of the skin is as black as ink, and it is only one meter two or three in height, with sticky pus flowing on the surface of the body.
As soon as he came out, he rushed to the stairs at an exaggerated speed, entered the basement, opened the secret passage prepared in advance, and ran forward.
In just ten seconds, the narrow black version of Ulika saw the exit and hope.
He was not careless, and gently held his right hand, and seven or eight transparent and illusory figures emerged from his body.
They look strange, like distortions that blend the characteristics of humans, plants or certain animals. Some dragged Ulika's arms, and some lifted his legs to take him to fly wildly.
Immediately afterwards, the mechanism button was deep, the gears creaked, and the exit door suddenly opened, revealing a corner of the quiet and dark street outside.
Further forward are roads that can be overlooked, houses on both sides of the road, and seas with red moonlight.
Urika was about to fly out of the secret passage with the help of the spirit and mix into other areas of Gulain City, when a lake shrouded in mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The lake water sparkled with a quiet beauty. The ripples in the center spread out in circles, and a beautiful and illusory figure slowly floated up.
This is a powerful spirit, which is often named as the goddess in the lake in human legends!
The strength of the Necromancer is often determined by which deceased and natural spirits they can find and drive. This is the same for the Spirit Witch, except that the Necromancer is more inclined to the Dead, while the Spirit Witch is better at driving natural spirits.
At this time, the transparent and strange figures around Ulika made a terrifying and monotonous sound, throwing away the arms and legs that were being held in his hands, and crawling into the dark and thin body like the wind.
With a plop, Ulika fell to the ground, but she didn't feel the pain, because the strong sleepiness came out of thin air, and waves came, causing him to enter the dream without realizing it.
At the exit, Daly Simone, wearing a psychic robe and wearing blue eyeshadow and blush, walked out from somewhere. Looking at the pitch-black Urika, which was only 1.2.3 meters tall, she spoke directly:
His fused necromancer is strange, and if there is no living human body as a ‘house’ it will soon wither and dissipate.
We must hurry up and get information.
In the shadow next to him, Leonard Mitchell walked out and looked at Daly Simone with a little surprise and said:
Are you not a necromancer? How can you drive the "Goddess in the Lake"?
Are you not a poet, why don’t you write poetry?Daly responded angrily.
…………
On the other side of the street, on the not too steep cliff, a figure grabbed the protruding place and moved down quickly, quickly falling into the dark corner of Chin Street.
His skin was lighter, his eyes were blue, his hair was black and thick, and he was slightly curled up. He was Enzo, who had just visited Ulika's home at No. 13 Tartar Street, Lower Lip District.
Enzo is not a member of the Spiritual Cult, but belongs to the group of people who defected from the Life School under the instigation of the Rose School.
Moreover, he is not the extraordinary person who can become a vampire through the pharmacist, nor does he worship the primitive moon. He just simply does not want to accept the various rules set by teachers and teachers, hoping to live a life as he pleases, and hopes to make full use of his own winner's advantages.
This mentality made him highly recognize the concept of the Rose School's indulgence system. He didn't take long to officially join them and satisfy all kinds of desires.
This time, he came to Gulain on behalf of the Rose School to contact the Spiritual Cult to discuss some possible cooperation in matters, but unexpectedly, the dark deceased Ulika actually encountered a high-standard attack from the Dark Church!
Fortunately, I am good at anti-divination. The people of the Dark Church did not know in advance that I was in Ulika and did not pay enough attention to me. I regarded me as Ulika's subordinate, which allowed me to find an opportunity to escape from the central area. Moreover, the "sunlight" mainly purifies things with death, evil or filthy power, and did not harm me too much... It should be a demigod-level attack... Enzo walked in the shadow on the side of the street, and could not curb the recollection of what had just happened.
After escaping for a long distance, he turned around and looked behind, and found that no one was chasing him. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and shouted:
The ‘winner’ is the ‘winner’, and always the ‘winner’!
Enzo regained his usual confidence, walked to somewhere on the street with a smile, then turned to the left and went down the stairs quickly.
It was a steep and long staircase connecting several floors of road up and down.
…………
Near Fang Street, Soster suddenly opened his eyes and said to Leonard and Daly Simone:
Just now, there was a man named Enzo in Urika's family. He was a member of the Rose School, and his sequence was not low and his position should be more important.
You search the surroundings as soon as possible to see if you can find traces, and strive to successfully capture them without leaving any problems.
As for other red gloves and auxiliary local night watchers, they are either catching the rest of the spiritual sect members or are already trapped in their dreams, hoping to obtain first-hand information as soon as possible, while the remaining few are responsible for guarding against accidents and protecting their companions.
Yes, Captain Souther.Leonard agreed without hesitation.
Dai Li grabbed it in the wind, put her hand in her ears, listened for two or three seconds:
The little guys nearby told me that someone did escape from the cliff.
Ulika, who has a fat body, dark brown and smaller eyes, sat on the sofa, wrapped nearly ten kinds of herbs and spices of the Southern Mainland specialty with dried tobacco leaves, and cut them into strips.
Then, he took the homemade Dongbailang cigarette in his hand, put it under his hands and lit the matches close to him, and watched the front part turn black and curly, appearing bright red.
After biting the tail end and taking a deep breath, Ulika slowly exhaled a little light blue white smoke, and said to the visitor on the single sofa next to him:
This is called cigarettes, real cigarettes.
Those in the Northern Mainland are only suitable for children!
The visitor on the single sofa was a man in his forties. He had a high nose bridge, a nearly blue eye color, a soft facial features, thick and slightly curly black hair, and a not-deep skin color, but it was not white. It seemed that he was a mixed race between the Ruenren and the Bailang people.
He smiled and responded in a frank way:
Unfortunately, I am not interested in any kind of cigarette.
Enzo, you will not enjoy life at all... Before Urika finished speaking, the powerful spirituality from his own path gave him a little premonition of danger.
This came so suddenly and urgently, Ulika instantly determined that the problem was quite a big deal.
Before he could escape from his original position, he saw darkness in front of him, as if he had seen the late night outside, and felt a strong sleepiness, and he felt peace from the bottom of his heart.
The entire Spiroot Street, whether it was the lights on or the houses that had turned off, became extremely quiet at this moment, as if there were no living creatures in it, or they all went to sleep in the same second.
At this moment, the snoring sounded, and Ulika, whose body was crooked and soft, suddenly jumped up, and her eyes were confused and the strangeness of Qingming.
Behind him, a little girl with a pale skin color was covered with almost illusory!
The little girl's eyes were blue, her lips were dark, her eyes were staring at the side, and her pale and transparent hands and feet were penetrated into Ulika's body, as if she could not get rid of it.
Her existence brought coldness from the spiritual body, allowing Ulika to barely resist the abnormal sleepiness and forcibly break free from the influence of the nightmare.
Before Urika fully recovered from his awakening, she instinctively rushed to the entrance of the stairs, stretched out her palms, and pushed forward with force, as if pushing open a door that did not exist.
In a blink of an eye, a bronze door covered with mysterious patterns that could not be described specifically appeared in front of Ulika, shaking and creaking, and a gap was cracked.
In the gap, there was no way to see the darkness at the end, and there were indescribable eyes looking at the outside world.
At the same time, in the gap, there are a large number of squirming strange things that are still not visible for the time being are approaching madly.
Ulika was about to continue to exert force and actively opened the door, allowing the terrifying world behind to descend on the Spiky Fang Street. Suddenly, a pair of translucent pale palms leaped out of thin air, penetrated the deep darkness and pressed on the crack of the door on the inside.
These palms have no source, do not connect to the body, and their wrists are bloody, and I don’t know who has cut them off!
Both sides exerted force at the same time, and the mysterious bronze door stopped there, neither could close nor open.
Over the house No. 13, Soster, who had become a spirit witch, stood there half floating and half floating, holding a gold-cast corona in both hands, slowly lifting it to the heights.
When the golden corona finally surpassed Soster's head, a brilliant light suddenly flowed out, quickly outlining and gathering into one.
Suddenly, it seemed as if a sun had jumped out of the void in the air, sprinkling all the light and heat towards the house at No. 13, Tart Street.
They penetrated the building without causing any damage, landed on the bronze gate, covering Ulika right in front of the door.
Ulika's expression suddenly became extremely painful. The pale and transparent little girl behind him suddenly let out a shrill scream, but was blocked by the sun and flooded.
She twisted and evaporated quickly, and a trace of black gas overflowed and melted into the ocean of light.
There is no more dark place in this house!
When the sun faded, the indescribable bronze gate had disappeared, and a corpse with a black and bulging appearance with light butter stains lying on the ground.
With a sting, the corpse cracked and a thin figure jumped out from inside.
The figure has the same appearance as Ulika, but the complexion of the skin is as black as ink, and it is only one meter two or three in height, with sticky pus flowing on the surface of the body.
As soon as he came out, he rushed to the stairs at an exaggerated speed, entered the basement, opened the secret passage prepared in advance, and ran forward.
In just ten seconds, the narrow black version of Ulika saw the exit and hope.
He was not careless, and gently held his right hand, and seven or eight transparent and illusory figures emerged from his body.
They look strange, like distortions that blend the characteristics of humans, plants or certain animals. Some dragged Ulika's arms, and some lifted his legs to take him to fly wildly.
Immediately afterwards, the mechanism button was deep, the gears creaked, and the exit door suddenly opened, revealing a corner of the quiet and dark street outside.
Further forward are roads that can be overlooked, houses on both sides of the road, and seas with red moonlight.
Urika was about to fly out of the secret passage with the help of the spirit and mix into other areas of Gulain City, when a lake shrouded in mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The lake water sparkled with a quiet beauty. The ripples in the center spread out in circles, and a beautiful and illusory figure slowly floated up.
This is a powerful spirit, which is often named as the goddess in the lake in human legends!
The strength of the Necromancer is often determined by which deceased and natural spirits they can find and drive. This is the same for the Spirit Witch, except that the Necromancer is more inclined to the Dead, while the Spirit Witch is better at driving natural spirits.
At this time, the transparent and strange figures around Ulika made a terrifying and monotonous sound, throwing away the arms and legs that were being held in his hands, and crawling into the dark and thin body like the wind.
With a plop, Ulika fell to the ground, but she didn't feel the pain, because the strong sleepiness came out of thin air, and waves came, causing him to enter the dream without realizing it.
At the exit, Daly Simone, wearing a psychic robe and wearing blue eyeshadow and blush, walked out from somewhere. Looking at the pitch-black Urika, which was only 1.2.3 meters tall, she spoke directly:
His fused necromancer is strange, and if there is no living human body as a ‘house’ it will soon wither and dissipate.
We must hurry up and get information.
In the shadow next to him, Leonard Mitchell walked out and looked at Daly Simone with a little surprise and said:
Are you not a necromancer? How can you drive the "Goddess in the Lake"?
Are you not a poet, why don’t you write poetry?Daly responded angrily.
…………
On the other side of the street, on the not too steep cliff, a figure grabbed the protruding place and moved down quickly, quickly falling into the dark corner of Chin Street.
His skin was lighter, his eyes were blue, his hair was black and thick, and he was slightly curled up. He was Enzo, who had just visited Ulika's home at No. 13 Tartar Street, Lower Lip District.
Enzo is not a member of the Spiritual Cult, but belongs to the group of people who defected from the Life School under the instigation of the Rose School.
Moreover, he is not the extraordinary person who can become a vampire through the pharmacist, nor does he worship the primitive moon. He just simply does not want to accept the various rules set by teachers and teachers, hoping to live a life as he pleases, and hopes to make full use of his own winner's advantages.
This mentality made him highly recognize the concept of the Rose School's indulgence system. He didn't take long to officially join them and satisfy all kinds of desires.
This time, he came to Gulain on behalf of the Rose School to contact the Spiritual Cult to discuss some possible cooperation in matters, but unexpectedly, the dark deceased Ulika actually encountered a high-standard attack from the Dark Church!
Fortunately, I am good at anti-divination. The people of the Dark Church did not know in advance that I was in Ulika and did not pay enough attention to me. I regarded me as Ulika's subordinate, which allowed me to find an opportunity to escape from the central area. Moreover, the "sunlight" mainly purifies things with death, evil or filthy power, and did not harm me too much... It should be a demigod-level attack... Enzo walked in the shadow on the side of the street, and could not curb the recollection of what had just happened.
After escaping for a long distance, he turned around and looked behind, and found that no one was chasing him. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and shouted:
The ‘winner’ is the ‘winner’, and always the ‘winner’!
Enzo regained his usual confidence, walked to somewhere on the street with a smile, then turned to the left and went down the stairs quickly.
It was a steep and long staircase connecting several floors of road up and down.
…………
Near Fang Street, Soster suddenly opened his eyes and said to Leonard and Daly Simone:
Just now, there was a man named Enzo in Urika's family. He was a member of the Rose School, and his sequence was not low and his position should be more important.
You search the surroundings as soon as possible to see if you can find traces, and strive to successfully capture them without leaving any problems.
As for other red gloves and auxiliary local night watchers, they are either catching the rest of the spiritual sect members or are already trapped in their dreams, hoping to obtain first-hand information as soon as possible, while the remaining few are responsible for guarding against accidents and protecting their companions.
Yes, Captain Souther.Leonard agreed without hesitation.
Dai Li grabbed it in the wind, put her hand in her ears, listened for two or three seconds:
The little guys nearby told me that someone did escape from the cliff.
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