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Ying Zheng guesses

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    Zhao Xuan frowned tightly, and lowered her eyes to think about the key.  Inexplicably, she felt that there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands slowly gathering towards Ying Zheng.

    Yingzheng seems to have become the opponent's hunting target.

    After the female vampire revealed the purpose of the attack, the atmosphere in the house fell into a strange silence.

    Both Jin Dadu and Zhao Yu knew who the "politics" the vampires were talking about.  Neither of them dared to breathe, for fear of interrupting Zhao Xuan's thoughts.

    An abnormal fluctuation came, Zhao Xuan came back to her senses, and looked at the door.

    She raised her eyebrows, lightly waved her slender arms, and opened a door under the barrier, so that people outside who touched the barrier could come in.

    For a moment, Ying Zheng's tall figure appeared in everyone's sight.

    Zhao Yu: "Uncle Zheng!"

    Jin Duo: "Your Majesty!"

    Ying Zheng gave a faint "hmm".  Closed the door, put the key on the shoe cabinet at the door, looked around the room with deep eyes, paused for a moment on the golden coffin in the center of the living room, then looked at Zhao Xuan and said, "How, did you find out anything?"

    After receiving Zhao Xuan's call, Ying Zheng hurried back after dealing with the matter at hand.

    Zhao Xuan's attack caused a crack in Yingzheng's calm state of mind. Although he knew that there were very few people in the world who could hurt her, but

    Zhao Xuan's frowning brows immediately relaxed when she saw Ying Zheng. This matter must depend on Ying Zheng himself.

    She has always been good at plotting, and not very good at playing tricks. In dealing with this kind of matter, she thinks she has lost to Ying Zheng.

    "The question came out, and it was directed at you."

    Zhao Xuan got up, walked slowly to the kitchen, poured a glass of water for herself, stood in front of the glass door of the kitchen, took a sip from the glass, and said with a sneer, "That vampire said that someone made a deal with her and threatened you by arresting me."  .¡±

    "Threat me?" Ying Zheng tensed slightly, doubts flashing across his eyes.

    "Well, I suspect that your identity has been exposed! Because the other party knows who you are." Zhao Xuan approached the sofa with a cup in her hand, and when she passed the golden coffin, she took a deep look in her beautiful eyes.

    "Let her out, I'll ask her." Ying Zheng frowned slightly.

    There are only a few people in the world who know his identity, and it is impossible for these people to threaten him by arresting Zhao Xuan.  After all, those who know of his existence also know of Zhao Xuan's strength, only strangers who are not familiar with Zhao Xuan will make such a plan.

    Zhao Xuan nodded: "I'll get rid of the taboos in her body first, you can ask again!"

    Zhao Xuan put down the water glass and started to work while talking.

    She just isolated the vampire from all ties with the outside world, but did not completely remove the taboo in her body. She originally wanted to use this taboo to restrain the vampire so that she could not act rashly

    The contract made by the blood prince himself is indeed very domineering.

    However, these crooked things are nothing in the eyes of an orthodox fairy like Zhao Daxian.

    Soon, Zhao Xuan figured out what was going on with the contract in the vampire's body. She opened her eyes and pinched off the invisible blood threads in the air, completely breaking off the bondage of the power of the contract on the vampire in the coffin.

    After pinching the last thread of blood, Zhao Xuan lifted the coffin board and pulled out the female vampire lying inside.

    The female vampire Annie has been quietly listening to the movement outside the coffin. When she heard a male voice suddenly sounded inside the house, her body in the coffin tensed and she was drenched in cold sweat.

    This feeling is too familiar, it is the innate deterrence of the high blood race to the low blood race.

    Although this coercion is different from that of a blood prince, it inspired her sincere heart engraved in her blood.

    Annie was horrified, and wanted to resist this somewhat familiar but unfamiliar coercion, but foundshe couldn't resist at all!

    This let Anne know that the man outside is an existence that is not overwhelmed by the prince.

    Yingzheng was in full swing, and the corpse emperor was like a Mount Tai, pressing down Annie who had just come out of the coffin.

    She lay prone on the ground, not daring to move.

    Yingzheng's eyes were blank, and he stared at the foreign alien on the ground: "What's your name, and who is the person you are dealing with? Besides wanting to catch people, what other deals does that person have with you?"

    There was no ups and downs in the voice, but Anne was more terrified than Jin Da's torture just now. It seemed that she would be destroyed as long as the other party looked at her.

    Annie was terrified, and now she couldn't raise any resistance at all.

    After Ying Zheng finished asking, she tremblingly vomited out everything she knew.

    Anne is Bruce??As inviolable and noble as the nobles of the Middle Ages.

    He was holding a tall glass in his hand, which contained a small half of a bright red liquid.

    The man held the glass and shook it slightly, and the crimson liquid also rolled, exuding an indescribably strange atmosphere.

    He looked into the distance, and after a while, he turned around and said to the closed door: "Witter, go and ask Mr. Fu to come over."

    "Yes!" A respectful voice sounded immediately outside the door.

    The man raised his eyes and stared at the closed door. There was no warmth in his dark blue eyes, as if everything in the world was dead, with a shocking indifference.

    There was a "squeak" sound, the closed wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a slender figure walked in slowly from outside the door.

    "Mr. Fu, please be seated, would you like a drink?" He toasted the visitor in a gentlemanly manner.

    "No, Prince, you can do whatever you want." Fu Xu smiled.

    "Mr. Fu, your transaction seems to be much more difficult than what you said" The red-haired man sat down gracefully on the wooden chair, picked up the goblet, and took a sip of the sweet liquid.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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