The elegant Haiyan came to Yaphisor in a short while, grabbed Yaphisor's chin and pressed him against the tree.

"Kittens are so cute when they're angry," Curtisno chuckled, leaning down and sniffing next to Yaphisore's neck, "Our kittens smell good too."

Yaphisor threw out a high-level light spell, and Curtisno was ejected for a few steps. He laughed helplessly, and Curtisno continued without fear of death: "Our kittens are not only cute, but also a little scary."

Throwing an eye knife at Curtisno, Yaphisor put the cape hat on his head, and his face was instantly hidden in the hood, "So much nonsense, let's go quickly."

"Oh, I'm embarrassed." The hand stretched in along the outer edge of the hood and patted Yaphisor's cheek, Curtisno snapped his fingers, and a spatial crack appeared in front of them.

Opening the door of the space, Curtisno reached out and pinched Yaphisor's chin and raised his head to look at him, "Are you really going to enter the blood race with me? It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out."

Yaphisor scolded hypocrisy in his heart, and pouted, "I said I don't want to, will you let me go?"

Hearing this, Curtisnuo laughed twice and said, "Of course not."

"Then you're talking nonsense." Rolling his eyes, Yaphisor stepped into the blood race first.

Curtisno, who followed him, put his hand on his chin and rubbed it twice and said, "Brave boy, he also stepped into the blood race.

The vampires love the night, and most of the vampires are as dark as night. The entrance to the blood clan is guarded by a team of around thirteen generations of guards.

As soon as Curtisno and Yaphisore stepped into the blood clan, they were found and questioned by the guards.

The guards are just a group of low-level civilians of the thirteenth generation, and the tenth-generation blood clan has already made them breathless, not to mention the second-generation blood clan with pure and strong breath.

Several guards felt the powerful breath from Curtisno, and they all knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "I have seen your lord."

The blood clan headed by him is a ten-generation blood clan. He boldly asked, "I don't know which family member you are, but I don't seem to have seen you before."

Curtisino said in a low voice: "I am the sixth-generation Count Curtisino of the fallen noble family of Vanders in the western region. I have been living in the human world before. It is normal that you have not seen me."

A string of memories poured into the minds of a group of guards, and the headed guard hurriedly said: "Oh, I remember, there is indeed a slightly desolate castle in the west, the name is the Vander family. How offended, please don't take offense to the earl."

Curtisno smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter, you are also doing things fairly, so can I go?"

The guard quickly got up to make way for the two of them, "Lord Count, please walk slowly."

Leaving the guard's visible range, the surrounding is still dark.

Seeing the unfamiliar scene around, Yaphisor asked Curtisno, "How do we go after that? You brought me to the blood clan because the Prince of Wales is in the blood clan?"

Curtisno looked around, shook his head and said, "It may or may not be there, let's go, accompany me back to my home first."

Yaphisor raised his brows, "Didn't you lie to the guards just now? Is your castle really in the west?"

Hearing Yafeisol's question, Curtisno laughed and couldn't help scratching Yafeisol's nose, "How can you say that I lied? I am the head of the Vander family - Curtis. Duke No."

"You are the sixth generation of blood, Duke Curtisno, then what is my identity? Your food?" Yaphisor knocked off Curtisno's restless fingers and asked him.

Curtisno looked at Yaphisore, "Do you have any small containers for liquids there? Small bottles."

Yafeisol didn't know why, but he still took out a small glass bottle from the magic bag and handed it to Curtisno.

Curtisno took the bottle, and with a light stroke of his finger on his wrist, a stream of blood gushed out. He filled the bottle half full, and then handed it to Yaphisor: "Wear it on your body, this is your identity. From now on, you are the seventh-generation blood of the Vander family - Marquis Yaphisor. "

Yaphisor did not immediately finish the bottle, but watched Curtisno twitch slightly in his heart while the **** bottle was still dripping. As soon as he lifted his hat, he was about to habitually use the light spell to heal him, but suddenly he remembered that he was a blood clan, and the light in his hand was retracted again, and changed to take out the bandage from the magic bag.

Taking a step forward, Yaphisor swiftly helped Curtisno to wrap a few laps of bandages on the wound, and complained while wrapping, "It's just a bottle, just bite your fingers, why cut your wrists."

"It's just a few drops of blood, and it won't kill anyone." Curtisno laughed and touched Yaphisor's hair with the other hand hooked on the glass bottle.

Yaphisor was furious, "What is just a few drops of blood, these are all my blood! You drink my blood, and now it is my blood that flows out!"

Seeing the usually indifferent Yaphisor's worried expression, Curtisno's eyes were gentle, and his azure blue eyes smiled as he looked down at the boy who was careful to explode for himself, "My goodness, my arm is fine, don't worry."

Yaphisor tied the bandages, snatched the bottle hooked in Curtisno's hand, and jumped back far away.

He clenched the bottle with one hand and the cross hanging around his neck with the other. He frowned and said angrily, "Who cares about you? Cunning blood clan, my human clan and your blood clan have been incompatible since ancient times, how could I worry about you!"

Obviously worried, Curtisno murmured in a low voice, but raised his hands and chuckled helplessly, "Okay, okay, okay, don't worry, let's go on. Be careful of the glass bottle, it contains your blood. ."

Yaphisor froze all over, coughed twice and blushed slightly before tying the glass bottle filled with blood to his neck.

After putting his hand down, Yaphisor regained his usual indifferent expression and put the hood on his head again. Yaphisor said naturally, "Aren't you a second-generation blood race? Even if you have the ability to attack mentally, give My bottle, you can handle them, I shouldn't be able to handle them?"

"Do you think that only face-to-face attacks can make their spirits attacked?" Curtisno chuckled, "You're still too young. You won't be affected by me, so you won't notice. But I tell You, I don't only control creatures."

"Come, come here," Curtisno beckoned to Yaphisor, and when he saw Yaphisor approaching, he pointed to the stone in front of him and said, "You are a rabbit now."

Yaphisor looked at the stone and opened his eyes slightly. The most ordinary stone that was lying quietly on the ground just now jumped up without warning. The stone really hopped like a rabbit and ran into the distance.

Yaphisor: "…"

Curtisno folded his hands together and looked at Yaphisor, "Can you feel at ease now?"

Yaphisor: "..." Peace of mind? Yeah, over the top with peace of mind. If Curtisno suddenly points to a pile of furniture and shouts "You are a rabbit", "You are a giraffe", "You are a mouse" in the future, wouldn't their home be a mess?

Huh, no! Why did he say "we"?

Yaphisor's heart was turbulent like a vast ocean, but his face was expressionless and calm and said: "...Continue on the road."

Seeing that Yafeisol was unmoved, Curtisno had to shrug, "Okay, let's go."

In the depths of Yaphisor's memory, Curtisno also saw the internal structure and geographical distribution of the blood clan. Although he didn't understand why Yaphisor, who had never entered the blood clan, knew this, he always felt that Yaphisor should be like this in his heart.

Mystery, unknown, temptation.

Are there still few secrets in this young man?

The vampire situation is not eternal darkness, it also has days. It's just not used in the clear sky and sunny days of the human world, the blood race seems to be covered with a thick layer of fog during the day, the sun is hidden under the thick clouds and fog, and the entire blood race is filled with thick fog, all day long. Like a cloudy day.

The two quickly shuttled across the grass, like two graceful and vigorous black panthers in the dark night. After running for about an hour, Curtisno stopped at a desolate mountaintop.

The area around the top of the mountain is deserted and densely foggy, making it impossible to see the scene beyond one meter.

Along the way, there is no place more desolate than here.

There was a dead tree next to the two of them. On the branch of the dead tree, a crow stopped on the dead vine and made two "quack" calls, adding a bit of terror to the surrounding area.

Yaphisor looked at the empty mountain top, "Isn't this where your castle is located?"

Curtisno nodded and smiled: "Congratulations, baby. You're right."

Yaphisor followed behind Curtisino, and saw Curtisino raised his hands, and shouted from the top of the mountain with a blank face: "Appear, my castle!"

When his voice fell, he saw that the thick layer of fog dissipated without wind, and after dissipating, a magnificent and solemn castle appeared on the top of the mountain.

There was a sign inlaid on the huge metal gate of the castle. The words on the sign were ancient characters, but Yaphisor still recognized it. It was the words "Vander".

The crow seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of the castle, quacked twice before flapping its wings and flew into the castle.

"This is your castle?" Yaphisor asked, pointing to the castle.

Strange to say, the mountaintop that was still desolate and terrifying just now changed its appearance after the fog cleared.

The grass on the ground is gone, the gate is clean and shiny, and there is no rust at all. Inside the castle, the lights were brightly lit, and it looked extraordinarily warm. Yaphisor stood outside the gate, feeling like he was coming home.