Looking at the manor in front of him, Tang Yan felt the defensive rigor, the combination of light and dark, and did not know how many people were ambushed. (8) (1) Δ┡文网WwW. 81.Zw. COM

"This manor uses the most advanced infrared detection technology, and no living thing can sneak into it quietly. Over the years, those who dare to venture into it have died in the end." Ding Liang introduced in awe.

"Infrared." Tang Yan glanced at it, and there was nothing unusual, but it was obviously undetectable by the human eye.

"Are you sure you want to go in?" Ding Liang asked worriedly.

Don Juan nodded and nodded, said solemnly: "You are waiting for me outside, if there is any danger, you will leave immediately."

Ding Liang asked in surprise: "How can we do that, don't we go in together?"

Don Juan shook his head: "It is enough for you to bring me here. The next adventure is me alone."

"I..." Ding Liang still wants to argue, but looking at Tang Yan's firm eyes, he swallowed his words back and solemnly said: "Then you must be careful."

Tang Hao quietly blended into the night, running the whole body and reducing the temperature of the body to a minimum, no different from the flowers and trees next to it.

When he turned over the first bush, he didn't hear the alarm, his heart suddenly put into his stomach, it seems that the way to avoid infrared rays is feasible.

In front of it is a tall courtyard wall, he is preparing to look through the past, but heard a footstep, busy cats in the bushes, I saw a team of people armed to the teeth walked forward.

Patrol!

Tang Hao calmed his breath, did not make a sound, almost perfectly integrated with the outside environment, and escaped the patrol.

Seeing the patrol walking away, Tang Yucai silently flipped through the courtyard wall and came to the interior of the manor.

Looking into the distance, this turned out to be a magnificent castle, revealing the vicissitudes of history. And, there are more patrols here, step by step.

But this still does not stump Tang Yan, he is like a ghost, God sneaked into the castle without knowing it.

The structure inside the castle is complicated, and there are many rooms. Don Juan has nowhere to start. It happens that he saw a person coming over and plunged the other into the darkness, forcing the whereabouts of Fang Shishi.

The other party looked at Tang Yan with horror, apparently did not expect that there were still people who dared to sneak into the Rockefeller family estate.

Seeing that he did not die, Tang Yan did not talk nonsense, directly using Soul Soul, to search the information in his mind.

Huh?

There are no related messages about poetry and poetry, but there are many news about the castle and the Rockefeller family.

"Isn't poetry being sent here?"

Tang Yan frowned.

"No, since the Rockefeller family is so painstakingly catching her, it should be brought back here." Tang Yan firmly believed, twisting the other's neck and then meditating.

"There is a dungeon dedicated to the detainee in this castle. Maybe there will be clues." Tang Yan’s eyes flashed, and after he handled the body, he went straight to his destination.

This manor is a defensive strategy with a tight outer squad. There are countless patrols outside. There are fewer people in the castle and the defensive power is very weak.

Perhaps, the Rockefeller family doesn't think anyone can sneak through the layers of defense outside.

The dungeon, dark and deep, is a black cell in the eyes of Tang Yan, and I don’t know who I used to be.

Tang Hao looked for a circle, and did not find a trace of clues, even a ghost did not see.

He was disappointed, preparing to leave the dungeon, his nose slamming, and a faint **** smell was introduced into his nostrils.

"How come **** smell?"

Tang Yan looked up and saw no trace of blood. This dungeon seems to have been abandoned for many years, and there is such a fresh **** smell in the abandoned dungeon.

There must be a demon when things go wrong.

He didn't rush to leave, but he followed the **** smell. After a while, he locked a wall, and the **** smell was transmitted from the wall.

His palms were placed on the wall, and a cold feeling came straight from the palm of his hand, causing a chill involuntarily.

"There must be a situation behind the wall."

He listened to his ears and did not have any sound.

"There is no information about the back of the wall in the mind of the person. This suggests that it may be a very secret place. Will the poetry be brought in?"

Tang Zhen could not be sure, there was a glimmer of hope, and he would not give up, so he had a golden light in his palm and slammed into the brick gap of the wall.

Just like cutting tofu, without any hindrance, he directly buckled a brick, and a trace of light extended from the hole, accompanied by a more intense **** smell.

Looking through the hole, it is a very empty place, standing with many huge glass containers, can't see what it is.

Without seeing the enemy, Tang Yan quickly removed a few bricks and then drilled in.

Looking up, this is a huge room with only a few glass containers and no guards.

Tang Yan sighed and walked to the front of the glass container. When he looked up at the glass container, he couldn't help but be scared back a few steps and almost screamed.

He breathed quickly and stared at the glass container: "What is this..."

I saw that the glass container turned out to be a young woman with a tube filled with blood. The blood flowed out of the tube a little bit, and finally flowed out of the container, along a special pipe, where I didn't know where to go.

The young woman’s eyes are closed and her brows are tight. It seems that there is not much consciousness, but she is still alive.

Tang Hao hurriedly ran to other glass containers. Suddenly, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of gas. These glass containers were all young girls, and they were filled with tubes to extract their blood.

"It's no wonder that even if it is separated by a wall, I can smell a faint **** smell. Is this still a matter of doing things? It is actually taking a living blood."

The Rockefeller family is a vampire. It is necessary to rely on human blood to maintain life and strength. These extracted human blood must be supplied to the Rockefeller family.

Tang Hao was angry and the sky was almost spurting out of the fire.

"It’s really a group of beasts. They really should go to the 18th floor of hell." Tang said.

He really wants to save these people, but it is completely exposed as such, and these people may not be able to survive.

"First find poetry and come back to save them."

Tang Yan pushed the door open and drilled out. The light outside was very dark. After a while, Tang Hao adapted to this darkness.

But he immediately widened his eyes and saw that the house was full of stone sarcophagus.

“Is it a grave here?” Tang Yiran lost color. There are a total of nine stone sarcophagi in this room, that is, there are nine people.

"Is the Rockefeller family not self-destructive? How can there be stone?"

He was puzzled and was about to leave the room, but now there was a pipe on the ground, and the blood of the red blood flowed into the stone sarcophagus along these pipes.

Tang Zhen’s movement was shocked: “These sarcophagi are vampires. It turned out that this is not a grave.”

The thought just flashed, and with a bang, a stone cover flew up and ran straight into Tang.

He immediately sneaked away and the sarcophagus cover hit the wall, making a loud bang.

When it was timed, it seemed as if a drop of water fell into the hot oil, and there was a reaction immediately. The other stone shovel immediately slammed the sound, and the stone scorpion cover was pushed away from the inside.

"Rely, so many vampires, it seems to be a big kill." Tang Yi arm stunned, the soul of the sword is held in the hands, first man, directly jumped on a stone.

A white hand was explored from the stone sarcophagus and directly grabbed the neck of Tang Yan.

puff!

Tang Hao shot like a power, the soul of the sword directly smashed the arm, and then, the sword light flashed, the soul of the sword pierced the heart of the vampire who tried to climb out, the real fire spread directly from the sword of war Arrived on his body.

In an instant, the other party became a fire group, screaming in tears and struggling to climb out of the stone.

The fire light illuminates the surroundings, allowing Tang Yan to see the surrounding environment. Only the remaining eight vampires have climbed out of the stone sarcophagus. A pair of cold eyes are staring at Tang Yan.

"Who are you? Dare to come here?" asked a vampire murderously.

Tang Yan snorted, too lazy to talk nonsense with each other, only to fight, the wrists shook, and rolled up a dazzling sword flower, the fierce sword stroke attacked the group of vampires.

The vampire is not a vain name, the action is very fast, and it is fascinating, and with a very tacit understanding, in an instant, the two sides fought together, it is difficult to understand.

Tang Yan’s heart was a little anxious, such a big movement, and I don’t know if other people are present.

"No, you must fight."

He took a deep breath, and the attack suddenly became more fierce, and the real fire was burning on the sword of the soul. When the vampire was touched, the fire of the stars immediately turned into a smashing force, turning the other party into a fire.

Three vampires were refining into real ash by the real fire. The remaining five vampires saw each other and looked at each other with apparent horror.

This oriental person has such a strong strength at a young age. Even if they occupy the number advantage and continue to stalemate, they will definitely not benefit.

"Notify the first ancestor." A vampire shouted, and suddenly the vampire immediately opened the door and drilled it out.

"Stand up!" Tang Yan screamed a bad thing, wanted to block, but could do nothing, was stopped by other vampires.

He doesn't know who the ancestor is. Just think about the blood ancestor and know that the first ancestor is definitely a more advanced vampire, and his strength is stronger.

If you let the other party come, then the chance to find a poem is even more embarrassing.