Chapter 52: Vampire Father and Son, Butchers of the Swine

From the perspective of Qiao Jia, the human corpse, the man Yu Ji discovered... was likely a male bloodkin, and his appearance was truly exceptional.

He possessed a striking, otherworldly handsomeness, the kind that could astonish gods and move ghosts to tears.

Black hair, crimson eyes, pale and beautiful features, cold and aloof demeanor, mysterious and noble.

These were not Qiao Jia’s words, but Yu Ji’s, who was currently rhapsodizing about the bloodkin with wild admiration.

It turned out Yu Ji was quite the admirer of good looks.

Unlike the ugliness commonly associated with vampires, those of higher rank among their kind lived within ancient families. The life in these houses was exceedingly complicated, far less glamorous than outsiders imagined.

In the mortal world, Li Wei felt he had gathered all that was needed. Though he lacked the Grand Yan Divine Lord’s Grand Yan Divine Technique, most things that could be acquired had already been collected. With the addition of the two types of ice flames, Li Wei believed he could finally return.

This matter had little to do with Chen Li; if there was any connection, it was merely that she had been used. Zhang Jie understood perfectly— even if Chen Li had not been involved, they would have found another way to vex him. So whether she stayed or left made no real difference.

Faced with such a retort, the domestic experts were momentarily stunned, wondering if their reaction had been excessive. Perhaps the country’s instrument factories already possessed better equipment, but they were simply unaware, or perhaps the research institutes had not made the purchase.

Yet she could never have imagined that Mu Feng was actually from one of the top-tier aristocratic families— the Duanmu family— and was a direct descendant.

Su Cheng questioned, “If that’s so, why install temperature control?” Picking faults was just looking for trouble; Father Qin’s words seemed reasonable, but a simple query revealed their flaws.

If all domestic Type 59 tanks were modified in this way, it would mean instantly possessing tens of thousands of quasi-third-generation tanks. With so many advanced tanks, they could face the Soviet steel tide head-on, possessing both the strength and endurance to fight.

The five-colored roulette gave a shake, extracting the divine souls of Liu Dao Zhengshan, Fipros, and Chen Winter.

A retired jersey is a recognition of a player’s professional career. In the long history of the BA, those who are honored with a statue outside the arena are exceedingly rare.

At this point, Zhu Tianpeng waved to collect his Star Domain, then quickly took action again, selecting the descendants of those he was familiar with and gathering them all into his domain.

Blood bloomed in offering, and the beast soul of the strange creature shattered without resistance. Its massive body stiffened as the power of time and space encircling it gradually dissipated. It fell from midair and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Wright let out a long breath. Thankfully, the Fire Blue Priest had no real close-combat ability; trapped in the spell of darkness, he could only suffer a one-sided beating. Otherwise, given Wright’s current physical state, he might not have been able to win.

With Gu Su She Tian’s temperament, if he were lurking in the shadows, he would surely find every possible way to seek revenge against Lin Chen.

Yue’er ran from dawn to noon, and from noon until nightfall. Her body had gone through countless extremes, and as the sun neared the horizon, she felt as if her legs had lost all feeling, moving forward mechanically. The soles of her deerskin boots were worn perfectly smooth.

The Hallmaster of the Walking Dead began with “three thousand pieces of Chaos Source Stones,” for he truly did not wish to fall out with Xu Ming.

Chopin watched as Allen broke past him again and again, his body growing ever more rigid.

Suddenly confronted by this kind of venom, I had no idea how to counter it. Most frustrating of all, Young Master Butterfly had already escaped far away.

From start to finish, everyone racked their brains, making countless guesses, but no one thought to consider the fourth beast in the Water Seven Divine Wheel.

“Wood…” Gu Xiangyi looked at him in surprise as he approached. Wood was actually Mr. Wood’s surname; Jacques was his given name. Gu Xiangyi was so used to it, she couldn’t adjust for the moment, so she simply kept it as it was.