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Chapter three hundred and eighty second

After Lana spoke, everyone fell into silence at the same time...

"Little girl, since you have heard what I said, it's just right, I'll pass on a word to that old guy Carlos for me..." After a long time, Wang Lin spoke slowly.

"Elder Carros?" Lana nodded slightly to show her understanding. At this time, she did not make the innocent expression she had before. After listening to Wang Lin's words, her expression also returned to nature, "Okay, please say..."

"Tell him, starting from today..." Wang Lin's tone paused, "I don't want to see any guy from the Lesenba clan's blood appear under my nose..."

"Yes, I will tell you..." Lana nodded respectfully. At this time, she fully demonstrated her prince's demeanor...

"Tell him, if I have time, I will visit him..."

"I will."

After saying this, Wang Lin's momentum also slightly subsided and returned to the appearance of an ordinary old man...

Then, he waved his hand gently...

After seeing the old man's actions, Lana also bowed slightly and bowed. In the world view of the blood clan, neither the weak nor the dead deserves sympathy, but the strong are objects worthy of respect...

Next, her body was surrounded by a bloody mist, and then gradually disappeared into the air...

After Lana left, the four great dukes were naturally ready to leave. Standing in front of this old monster, they even felt difficult to breathe...

However, just as they were relieved and about to leave, they found that their bodies could not move at all...

Then……

"Did I say you can leave?" They heard Wang Lin's old and cold voice again: "I think it should be enough for a person to send a message, and now, even if I want to let you go, I can't do it..."

"What does it mean?" After hearing Wang Lin's words, Martilo no longer had the same grace as before...

"Because..." Wang Lin's eyes opened slightly, and a faint cold light flashed out, "The dead can't walk..."

As his words fell, the four blood tribe dukes felt their hearts twitch violently!

"What... what happened?" Feeling life kept passing, Emily's expression was a little distorted...

"Just just now..." Wang Lin seemed slow at this time. "I attacked all of you at the same time, but only that girl sacrificed her wings to block my fatal blow, and you didn't even realize that you had been summoned by the god of death..."

"How...can...this kind of thing happen?" Diop's voice was desperate...

"Forget it." Wang Lin did not answer the blood clan's question, but just shook his head, and then stretched out his thin hand like a chick...

"Enjoy your last life..."

After saying this, his palm slowly clenched...

Then, four crisp bursts also sounded in the bodies of the blood clans, and their pupils began to dissipate...

An ancient castle.

"I didn't expect that in order to deal with a mere Hidden Dragon, the council actually dispatched a prince-level... "A young blood clan showed a puzzled expression on his face. He gently picked up a quilt containing red wine, took a sip gracefully, and then spoke to the old man opposite. "It's really hard to understand, dear elder..."

"Is that? In my opinion..." After hearing the young man's words, the elderly blond, who was an elder, chuckled softly, and a profound light appeared in his eyes, and then he spit out three words lightly. "It's not enough..."

"It's not enough?" If I were just surprised before, the expressions of the young blood clan now were very exciting. "What do you mean is that one can deal with the strongest strength but only a duke-level organization. Is it not enough to send a prince and four dukes?"

"Hmph. The strongest strength is just the duke?" After hearing the words of dealing with it, the elder of the blood clan sneered slightly, "Do you think you really understand Hidden Dragon?"

"Oh?" After listening to the elder's words, the young blond gently put down his wine glass, and his face also showed an interesting expression, "What do you say?"

"In my opinion..." The old man paused, "If the Hidden Dragon's strength was only so simple, it would have been wiped out long ago. Don't forget that in addition to us, werewolf are also the target of their sweeping. They can still stand firm until now, which only shows one thing. Their hidden strength is far more than the surface..."

"You mean..." The young blood clan hesitated, "Will Lana and the others fail this mission?"

"Anyway, the conclusion will come out soon..." The old man nodded, and a smile flashed across his mouth, "No need to wait for a long time..."

"But since you already know they will fail, why not stop it?"

"Stop?" The elderly blood clan chuckled, "Over the years, some recent blood clans in our clan are hunting humans crazy. Such behavior has violated the ancestral teachings. They attempt to provoke wars to improve their own strength, and will only accelerate their own destruction. For these guys who blindly pursue power, it is time to teach them a lesson..."

Wang Lin slowly turned around. When he saw Wang Yu, a faint smile appeared on his face. Then he spit out two words from his mouth, "Not bad."

"But if you want to compare with you, it's still a long way to go, mentor..." Although it was only the first time we met in reality, Wang Yu did not feel unfamiliar when facing this old man. Such a dialogue mode has been performed many times for both of them...

"Stop being self-indulgent, I didn't praise you." After hearing Wang Yu's words, Wang Lin also smiled and shook his head, then gently stroked his head with his hand, and his eyes softened, "I'm talking about this cat..."

"Meow" listened to the old man's praise, and the midnight snack seemed to be quite helpful, and he also responded loudly...

When they heard the conversation between the two, Lei Long and Ye Wu were a little stunned. This was something they could not have thought of killing them. This man who looked not astonishingly looked was actually an old guy's disciple. And judging from their conversation, the relationship between the two seemed to be very good. They had never seen this dictator show such a heartfelt smile...

After listening to Wang Lin's words, Wang Yu was stunned at first, and then laughed: "It's true that he is a mentor, and he can't hide anything from you..." "Cough!" Just as the two of them were talking, Lei Long coughed out a mouthful of blood inappropriately.

"Teacher, it seems that you still have something to do, so I'll take it off first..." Seeing that there were still wounded people present, Wang Yu naturally didn't want to stay for a long time...

"It's good..." Wang Lin nodded slightly.

Wang Yu, who returned home, took a hot shower first. When he was lying in bed again, he found that everything that happened today was too supernatural...

To be honest, Wang Yu was very nervous about the sudden appearance of the game in reality, and he still didn't come back to his senses in a short period of time. He found that he still had many doubts that he needed to class - or Wang Lin in reality to answer...

But even so, from another perspective, today's battle is still very inspiring for Wang Yu. Whether it is Ye Wu's extremely explosive attack method or Wang Lin's overwhelming terrifying strength, it seems like a new door to Wang Yu...

Of course, the biggest gain is to verify the perfect possibility of using the special ability of late-night snacks and sneak attacks...
Chapter completed!
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