Chapter 646 Are you provoking me?

   "There are still two distinguished guests on the way, and they may arrive tomorrow."

Dracula explained something to Fang Cheng, and then looked at the four of them: "Everyone, everyone must have known Mr. Fang, and he has often seen his name on the news recently, but let me introduce it to you again. , the Blood Emperor Fang Cheng, who defeated the Blood Queen Isis and the annoying Death Knight, is the rising star of our undead clan."

  The vampires below cheered bursts of cheers as if they were cooperating, shouting Fang Cheng's name and nickname.

  Watching this lively scene, Fang Cheng had a humble expression on his face.

  Hey guy, are you kidding me?

  Of the four distinguished guests, only Joyce the werewolf smiled and applauded lightly. The other three didn't move, and he didn't feel embarrassed.

  Dracula raised his hands slightly, and the cheers disappeared immediately: "Since all the distinguished guests are here, let's start the banquet."

  Fang Cheng saw that there was nothing in the hall except vampires. Do you want the vampires to perform a mutual bite to add to the fun?

  He was curious when he saw Dracula raised his hands and patted them lightly.

   "Crack!"

  Accompanied by the sound, everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and the whole castle turned.

  Fang Cheng was keenly aware of the change in the space, but did not react in a hurry.

   When the line of sight returned to normal, Fang Cheng found that everyone appeared in a spacious viewing platform.

  In front of him was a round table, which was already filled with steaming food.

  Except for Dracula, the four distinguished guests, and the pair of young vampires behind him, the other vampires are no longer firm.

  Fang Cheng turned his head to look outside the viewing platform.

  Outside is a theater, and in the middle is a stage with a hanging curtain. The circular space is filled with large and small viewing platforms. The vampires in the original hall have all been scattered and sitting in it.

  Dracula greeted with a smile on his face: "Sit down, everyone, this is the food I carefully prepared for you, please taste it to see if it suits your taste."

  Fang Cheng and Peng Jie were sitting next to each other. Chinese food was served in front of them, and chopsticks were thoughtfully prepared.

   In front of Dracula and Joyce was western food, and in front of Apollonius was a bowl and bowl that was emitting white mist, and what was inside was unknown.

   It was even simpler in front of Aziz, the king of ghouls, a pile of **** human flesh.

   "Daisy."

  Dracula smiled and said: "It's been a long time since I heard you sing, let's use your special repertoire today to add a little fun to the banquet."

  The female vampire standing behind him bowed slightly: "As you wish, father."

   This female vampire named Daisy landed in the center of the stage outside in a flash.

  The curtain opened, and inside was a band that was already on standby.

  The music sounded, and Daisy began to sing, singing in soprano, the tune was a Romanian classic song that has been passed down for a long time.

  The vampires below were fascinated by what they heard, but Fang Cheng, who was a jackass, couldn't appreciate it.

  During the banquet, Dracula was enjoying Daisy's singing while communicating softly with Joyce.

  Fang Cheng heard that the content of their exchange was classical music.

  A vampire, a werewolf, get together to exchange music, I always feel that this scene is a bit funny.

  The lich wearing a skull mask was sitting on a chair, probably closing his eyes and meditating, but the white mist emerging from the bowl was slowly flowing under his mask.

  This white mist may also be a kind of food for liches?

   On the other side, the king of ghouls is still feasting, his mouth is full of blood.

   "Mr. Fang."

Peng Jie, who was sitting by the side, suddenly spoke up, and picked up a piece of fat and thin sliced ​​garlic minced pork with his chopsticks: "Don't you want to eat some? I think the taste is quite authentic, at least we didn't serve us a plate of General Tso's Chicken or Li Hongzhang's Offal. "

  I am not as big-hearted as you, and I am still interested in eating.

  Fang Cheng looked at him in surprise, and couldn't help asking: "You are a zombie, can you eat?"

   Now it was Peng Jie's turn to be surprised: "You knew me before?"

   "Meet you for the first time."

   "Then how do you know I'm a zombie?"

  Peng Jie thinks that he has cultivated to the point where he is no different from a living person, and he doesn't smell like a corpse at all.

   And he just came out of the mountain, and he has no reputation at all.

  Fang Cheng sold his teammates calmly: "Li Yu told me."

  Peng Jie said oh, he has heard of the wealth-spreading dragon girl, and she is one of the high-level managers in their group of heterogeneous organizations.

  I heard that I like to skip work to catch fish, and I am very unreliable in terms of money, but I didn't expect that it is also unreliable in terms of confidentiality.

   "Although I am a zombie, I am almost like a living person. It is normal to have a little appetite."

  Peng Jie chuckled and stuffed the minced garlic slices into his mouth.

   Just as Dracula looked over, Peng Jie gave him a thumbs up while chewing, indicating that the food was good.

  Dracula also smiled.

  Fang Cheng asked in a low voice: "What type of zombie are you? If you mind, just pretend I didn't ask."

  Peng Jie still cared a lot, but since Fang Cheng asked, he had nothing to hide.

   "I am Flying Zombie, that is, Ba, have you heard of Hanba?"

  Peng Jie also wanted to explain to Fang Cheng, an 'overseas Chinese'.

  Of course Fang Cheng has heard of it. Among the many legends at the headquarters of the Human Revolutionary Federation, Hanba is also very famous.

  Zombie is a kind of resurrected corpse in ancient folklore. It has white hair, jumps and walks, and has great strength. It is recorded in classics such as "Zibuyu" and "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes".

   "Zibuyu" divides zombies into nine types, and flying zombies are the highest among them.

  After cultivating into a demon, a zombie becomes a demon. Because it can fly, it is also called a flying zombie. It can kill immortals and swallow gods, and walk like the wind.

  Fang Cheng asked strangely: "I remember that Han Ba ​​was not a woman? The one who was cheated by the Yellow Emperor?"

  Peng Jie didn't expect this "overseas Chinese" to understand this, so he smiled: "We are not the same thing."

  Hanba comes from three sources: the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, the Goddess who was cheated by the Yellow Emperor, and the monster cultivated by zombies.

  The last theory is widely circulated, and the Hanba that appears is naturally a monster.

  Fang Cheng was about to continue discussing with Peng Jie, but Dracula suddenly said: "Mr. Fang, don't these foods suit your taste?"

   "It's okay, quite authentic."

   “Then why not eat it?”

   "Sorry, I was full before I came."

"I see."

  Dracula smiled and said: "But even Daisy's singing can't interest you. This is a failure of the banquet."

  Fang Cheng smiled and said nothing. He originally thought that the eternal life banquet that Dracula was going to hold should be very tall and full of style.

   After learning about it, I found out that the old gentleman Dracula often holds night banquets and dances, and he also likes to take a tall name.

  For example, the banquet of eternal life and the dance of the undead are actually ordinary banquets and dances, which are smashed to pieces.

  Fang Cheng is about to let Dracula talk about the evil **** and his mother, and stop playing with these fancy things.

  Dracula said softly: "As the host, we must not let the distinguished guests get bored, why don't we change the way of entertainment."

   Without waiting for Fang Cheng to refuse, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

   Daisy, who was singing below, stopped abruptly, and the whole stage slowly turned, and soon changed from a theater to an amphitheatre.

  A tall male vampire appears in the arena.

  He bares his upper body, and has a muscular body that is completely different from ordinary vampires.

   "Lucas!"

   "Lucas!"

  Many vampires started chanting his name.

   Daisy has returned to Dracula's back.

   "Good singing."

  Dracula praised her, and then Fang Cheng said: "Lucas is a child I like very much. He can always please me in various ways, such as fighting in the arena."

  Fang Cheng said boredly: "I didn't expect Mr. Earl to like watching elementary school students fight, but I don't like it very much."

  The Lucas below is an ace-level vampire, but for a group of big guys like them, the ace is already equivalent to a primary school student.

  Dracula didn't mind the sarcasm in Fang Cheng's tone, and said with a smile: "When Lucas' opponent appears, I believe Mr. Fang will be interested."

  Fang Cheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

  In the arena below, a dark hole was opened on the ground, and then, a boxy iron cage rose from the hole.

   There is a person imprisoned in an iron cage.

  Fang Cheng's bad premonition was confirmed, and the person in the iron cage was Selina.

  She was chained to her limbs and neck, and her whole body was covered in cuts and bruises, with no intact skin at all.

  In the observation deck, the vampires hissed one after another and threw all kinds of debris towards the iron cage.

   "Traitor!"

   "Trash!"

   "Go to hell."

  Sarina originally lowered her head, silently enduring these verbal abuse and ridicule.

  But she seemed to feel a different gaze, and raised her head subconsciously.

  When she saw Fang Cheng's face, Selina, who was originally lifeless, immediately became excited and rushed to the side of the iron cage, and Fang Cheng shouted.

  Although her voice was drowned out by the many abuses, Fang Cheng could still hear what she was saying.

  She's apologizing, mission failed.

  Fang Cheng looked back at Dracula slowly: "Are you provoking me?"

  The aura he had been restraining all this time was finally released at this moment.

  The air instantly became extremely oppressive and heavy, and a terrifying sense of suffocation enveloped everyone.

   Standing behind Dracula, Daisy and Rowell were horrified, their hearts seemed to be clenched by a big hand, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.

  They didn't expect that Fang Cheng, who seemed to have no momentum before, would become so terrifying at this moment.

  The smiling face of the werewolf Joyce froze, and the lich Apollonius also tensed up.

   Even the king of ghouls, who had been burying his head in eating, subconsciously stopped eating and raised his head.

  Peng Jie also stopped his chopsticks, even if Fang Cheng didn't target him, he started to feel uncomfortable.

  This guy has such a terrifying aura!

  Fang Cheng's aura spread out, and the wave of cheering and cursing outside gradually disappeared.

  All the vampires became trembling, like small animals that smelled the breath of natural enemies, and none of them dared to make a sound.

  Fang Cheng's aura continued to spread outward, and the other vampires who were holding a dinner party outside felt weak all over and fell to the ground directly.

  At this moment, the entire castle became dead silent.

  (end of this chapter)