Chapter 361

Although the level does not seem high.

But the Teigu used in conjunction with them can exert even greater combat power.

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PS: The picture shows Esdeath! .

Chapter 268 Heitong likes the doll given to her very much, the air is filled with the smell of salt! (Asking for monthly votes, evaluation votes, flowers)

"Lord Crowley!!!"

Chitong and others have just arrived.

Two more uninvited guests rushed over.

Two door women.

A short blue-purple hair.

A big golden wave.

Their eyes were blood red and their ferocious fangs were exposed. They were obviously not human.

【Name】：Qisbel

[Level]: Level 20

[Ability]: Vampire Ancestor

【Name】: Von Schruder

[Level]: Level 20

[Ability]: Vampire Ancestor

Not only a vampire, but also the ancestor of vampires.

If Ling Qing remembers correctly, both of them are the seventeenth ancestors and are Crowley's followers.

These two guys might be of some use.

"You killed Lord Crowley! I'm going to kill you!!!"

The two men rushed towards Ling Qing with ferocious faces.

"whispering sound."

Esdeath was ready to kill them.

"Don't do it."

But Ling Qing stopped him.

He just stood there and watched the two of them approach at extremely fast speeds with physical abilities that were difficult for humans to display.

"Crack!"

Until Ling Qing snapped his fingers.

null!

The two of them stopped in mid-air not far away from him.

"They are vampires."

Hiiragi Shinoa, who thought Ling Qing was planning to do something, reminded him.

"I know."

Of course Ling Qing doesn't like things that have been used by others.

"Heitong, kill them." He said.

"!!!"

The black pupils lit up.

He instantly understood what Ling Qing meant.

He immediately took out his Teigu Death Marching Room 8.

Bafusa's ability is to control those he kills.

"laugh!!!"

The black-eyed Bafang pierced both of their hearts without hesitation.

moment.

Ling Qing solved the time causal interference.

Snap.

"Woo..."

Two sluggish bodies vomiting blood fell to the ground.

Their dull eyes were full of confusion and unwillingness.

Soon he died out of reluctance and was completely cold.

"Get up." Heitong shouted.

"..."

The two corpses stood up slowly and walked blankly in front of Heitong.

Her face was filled with surprise: "Brother Ling Qing, I like these two dolls very much."

The quality of these two dolls was completely superior to any of her other dolls, so she threw away the other dolls on the spot.

"As long as you like it."

This is where Ling Qing thinks they are useful.

Although level 20 is rubbish for him, making a doll for Heitong is also a big help.

Chitong I stepped forward: "Ling Qing, what do we need to do?"

"You go and clean out all the vampires in the school now."

He brought a few people here because they were all killers before and could handle them neatly.

"Esdeath, just have fun first, and then I'll take you to have some fun."

Except for the ancestor, there is nothing here that can last for a second in her hands at level 36.

"Oh? Then I'm really looking forward to it."

Esdeath's eyes were bright.

Then several people set off in different directions of the school.

"I can fight now too."

Hiiragi Shinoa took out the Four Scythes boy and prepared to listen to Ling Qing's arrangements.

It's a pity that Ling Qing has no arrangements for her.

"Let's go see a show."

His eyes looked in one direction with interest.

…

There is an empty space in the school.

"Ferid, you damn guy!!!"

Hyakuya Yuichiro, who was covered in blood, shouted with a ferocious expression.

His eyes were as red as a vampire's, but those were just his eyes that were bloodshot and blinded by rage.

Just because there is a person in front of him, the person who makes him surge with anger and hatred.

"Ah~ Yuu-kun, I didn't expect you to be so attractive when we meet again~"

He was obviously a man, but he made an uncomfortable feminine voice.

Silver hair, elegant dress, fair skin, red pupils.

A very traditional vampire noble.

"Ferid!!!"

Yuichiro Hyakuya's limbs were pierced by steel pipes and inserted into the ground.

He couldn't move.

He could only stare at him with eyes that were selective and devouring, and roars of hatred came out of his blood-flowing mouth.

He could never forget this damn, sinister, despicable vampire in front of him!

That's him!

Deceived him and his family with conspiracy!

It’s him too!

Killed his entire family in front of him!

It's him!

In the end, Michael was given the opportunity to rent a house by himself, the vampire aristocrat Fred Barit!

"Oh my, it seems that Yujun still remembers me, I'm really happy..."

Ferid walked up to him gracefully, lifted his chin with a white glove and looked at him with unusual difficulty.

It was as if the pained and hateful look in his eyes made him enjoy it.

But he felt it wasn't enough.

A sinister smile appeared on Ferid's lips, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Youjun, do you know how Michael is doing now?"

"!!!"

Michael!

Hearing this nostalgic name, Yuichiro Hyakuya opened his eyes wide.

"Michael, is he not dead?!"

Yuichiro Hyakuya, who had always thought that Mikael was dead, had a glimmer of hope because of Ferid's words.

"Ah, Mikael has become the best blood bag for the nobles."

"!!!"

Hearing such an answer.

Yuichiro Hyakuya was only happy for a moment that Mikael was still alive, but was soon covered by endless anger.

"Damn vampires! I must kill you!"

"Hahaha, Yu-kun, your anger is still not delicious enough."

Ferid was still not satisfied.

He further said: "I'm telling you, what I just said was a lie. Mikael was sucked into a shriveled corpse by a group of vampires on the day you left."

"What, what..."

Yuichiro Hyakuya's heart stopped suddenly, and he stared at Ferid with a dull look.

"Oh, Yu-kun, you may not know that when Mikael was bitten through the flesh and blood by a group of vampires, his pale lips opened and closed and called out your name."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, your relationship is really enviable."

Ferid continued as if recalling the past.

He did not notice the changes in Yuichiro Hyakuya who was heartbroken.

The death of Mikael was like a layer of eternal haze that could not be dispelled.

Grief, anger, hatred, disgust... countless negative emotions invaded his brain.