In the Harlenwes Private Castle Museum.

As a little light spread, Aldridge immediately disappeared into the light, as if it had never existed.

In the entire secret room, only a coffin that had become dim and faded was left in it.

In the strange world filled with gray fog.

Aberron looked at the figure high above the throne of mist, and his whole body was as if possessed by a demon. He couldn't help but walk to him, lowering his head and dared not look directly.

Then he looked at Viscount Aldridge, who had just turned into a pool of dirty blood, suddenly appeared in the pool of dirty blood that had not yet condensed.

Aldridge looked down at himself, and then looked at the thick fog that seemed to be eternal around him, and suddenly started roaring in disbelief.

"This is impossible. I have obviously destroyed all the traces of my old body, so how could the new body come back?"

As he roared, Aldridge raised his head, looked at the figure high in the throne of mist, and said with a threatening voice, "I am the city chief of the 13th Clan of the Blood Clan..."

However, before he could finish his words, Zhang Jiao, who was sitting on the gray fog, said unquestionably, "Continue to say it, what are you going to call out?"

Viscount Aldridge immediately kept silent.

He stared at the figure in the gray fog in front of him with a gloomy expression. His black and sharp claws grabbed his head, making it clear that he wanted to use the same trick again and would never reveal any news.

Bang!!!

Ten sharp claws immediately pierced into their heads with a whistling sound, and then squeezed into the middle.

Viscount Aldridge's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon crushed by a truck wheel, and the fishy and rich blood splashed around.

Aberron subconsciously touched the dirty blood that splashed on his face, and then he saw Aldridge, who had successfully committed suicide in Guingen, appeared in place again.

On the fog rolling ground, a headless corpse was lying in a pool of dirty blood.

Aberron looked at the scattered blood and the headless corpse on the ground, and then looked at Viscount Aldridge who was standing there. His eyes were confused and he felt something was wrong.

Then he discovered that around the dirty blood and the headless corpse.

Countless limbs and bloody organs quickly emerged from the foggy ground.

In the blink of an eye, Eberon's eyes had turned into a slaughterhouse made of flesh and blood.

He looked around and found that the vast gray mist world in front of him seemed to have been swallowed up by the flesh and blood debris.

He instinctively looked at these wreckages. He found that these remains could be seen vaguely. They all belonged to Viscount Aldridge's body parts.

Whenever Eberon looked at a flesh and blood, a memory immediately emerged in his mind.

"This is the trace left by Viscount Aldridge's seventh suicide."

"This is the trace left by Viscount Aldridge's 31st suicide."

"This is the trace left by Viscount Aldridge's 227th suicide."

......

Countless memories surged out of his mind? Aberron hugged his head in pain? He shook wildly, as if he wanted to throw out the memory that could not tell whether it was true or false.

"Fake? Real?"

"All these are fake? Or are they real?"

He tilted his head? He looked around with a confused look on his face, and then he heard a shrill scream that could not be described in words.

Despair? Fear? Fear...

Aberron swore that he had never heard anyone screaming with so much emotion.

Amid the shrill cry.

Viscount Aldridge looked blankly at the wreckage that appeared around him, as if he had been played with it, and then he knelt down in the dirty blood with a thud? He bowed to the figure that appeared in the air? He spoke in a strange language that Eberron had never heard of before.

"Praise the Three Yangs!!!"

"Praise the Three Yangs!!!"

"Praise the Three Yangs!!!"

Amid the endless prayers, Zhang Jiao stared at the vampire under him with a look of indifferent expression.

A divine man with four arms slowly emerged from behind him with a halo of light.

The three-color blue, white and red light flowed, weaving into a bright talisman? Then, as Viscount Aldridge shouted, it slowly fell into his chest.

An indescribable light immediately burst out from the talisman? It was engraved on his body like a branding iron.

Aberron subconsciously reached out to block the light that burst out in front of him. When the light disappeared, he realized that he was standing in the courtyard of the villa with Jennifer's body in his arms.

The waning moon in the sky is sprinkling with clear moonlight.

Not far away? Qi Mingxing has already poked his face? It is a bright luster.

Aberron looked at the environment in front of him? There were no flesh and blood debris, gray and white mist.

He pinched his face in disbelief and took a deep breath towards the moon. After vaguely realizing that the power of the moon was blessed by him, Eberon breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that the endless fear accumulated in his heart had dissipated a little.

Then, he saw a thin figure with white hair looking at him calmly in front of him.

"you......."

Aberron subconsciously retreated and instinctively wanted to escape, but his legs seemed to have roots, and he could not move on the spot and he could not move.

"Move! Move quickly!"

He kept yelling at him in his heart, but it was useless and could only watch this extremely terrifying figure walk in front of him.

Zhang Jiao looked at the horrified expression on his face and felt a little helpless.

"Really, are you that scary?"

While thinking, he flipped a business card into Aberron's hand and said, "I'll give you two days to handle private matters and rest time. Next Monday, at half past 8:30 next Monday, I'll go to the office to work on time, and the address is on the business card."

Eberon was suddenly confused when he heard the mysterious and terrifying character in front of him.

He asked carefully, "Go to work? I?"

Zhang Jiao responded, and said with a smile, "Yes. Why? You don't want to be huh?"

Aberren suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming from all around him, and he quickly said, "No, I... I may be, inconvenient."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious figure in front of him said, "What's inconvenient? Didn't you say that you are a half-elf vampire who can move in the sun."

Aberren was stunned at once, feeling as if he was standing in front of him naked, without any secrets.

In a trance, his eyes were no longer described as horror when he looked at the figure in front of him, and his mind was constantly recalling what had just happened.

"When? When did I tell him?"

In his struggle and changing face, Zhang Jiao had turned around quietly, and walked out with Viscount Aldridge who had been standing quietly behind him after coming out of the Gray Mist Realm.

In the villa hall filled with all kinds of celebrities and gentlemen, the miniature camera that had been floating in the air photographed suddenly disappeared without a trace, and then appeared in Zhang Jiao's hands.

Just as they had just stepped out of the villa and walked halfway through, a common gray furious suddenly fell from the trees outside the villa, flying around in front of them, looking at Aldridge following him curiously.

Zhang Jiao looked at An Qiushi's figure and said naturally.

"There are still too few people in our office, so I found a housekeeper. What do you think?"

An flapped his wings and made a chirping sound.

"Oh!!! You don't like his appearance! It's okay, wait until he changes his hairstyle and redecorates it. I guarantee you won't let you see what he looks like now..."

As the chatter like a friend, the two and the bird quickly disappeared into the night.

Behind him, Eberon was silent for a long time, then slowly picked up the business card and saw it said.

"William, I will solve all the troubles for you. Address: 36th Floor, Sherman Building, New District, Harlein City. Contact information, phone number: 189xxxxxx; Email: wlsws@."

“The firm?”

He looked at the business card in his hand, looking disbelief.

"Is this a lie?"

"You are so smart, do you believe it?" Jennifer."

Jennifer did not answer his question, but leaned coldly in his arms. A faint smell of stench came from his body, which had been sucked in blood.

Eberon smelled the stench of corpse and immediately threw all the anxiety and questions in his mind behind him, picked up Jennifer's body, turned around and disappeared into this brightly lit and magnificent villa.

Meanwhile, just as Viscount Aldridge shouted "Praise the Three Yangs".

Far from Argoti, the territory of the thirteenth clan of the blood clan, the Haremwas family.

In a cathedral with a history of hundreds of years, three coffins emerged from the ground and quickly from the ground to the church under the gaze of the Supreme Lord.

A female vampire dressed in a black veil, a folding fan, and a palace dress jumped out of the coffin.

Her expression was ferocious, and the two fangs that were protruding from her mouth were faintly shining with metallic luster. A pair of bat wings, nearly two meters in size, broke out from behind her, and a gust of wind was brought out as she fanned.

The lady still didn't know it. She looked at the direction of Harlein City, and her right hand tightly covered her white chest, with a sad expression.

"Aldridge, my child, what's wrong with you?"

Behind her, two other coffins opened and two vampires in court dresses flew out.
To be continued...