Chapter 638： Embrace Bi's crime

The corner of Qin Xuan's mouth was lightly raised. He looked at Qin Ling, and suddenly lightly picked his finger. Suddenly, a light red blood flew out of Qin Ling's body like a tiny snake. It can be seen that this blood energy is made up of countless small runes, which are torn out by a few strands of evergreen power.

Qin Xuan's fingers gently pinched that Ruo Snake's constantly twisting and struggling blood, couldn't help but smile indifferently.

Qin Yan'er's complexion changed slightly, and she whispered: "Pure soul, among the bible of the Holy See of the Bright, is the favorite thing of the devil. It seems that it has been noticed by some unruly people!"

This blood is a spell used to track prey, but this spell is different. It is composed of the power of the blood monk and the spell of the black wizard. It is countless times stronger than the ordinary tracking spell. It is the first one ever. Holy Cavalry, Qin Yan'er had naturally distinguished it at a glance.

Qin Xuan pinched this trace of blood, and said lightly: "You protect her!"

He pressed his fingers slightly, and in an instant, the blood was crushed and annihilated into nothingness.

He said lightly: "If someone seeks death, I don't mind..."

Qin Xuan held his hand and turned to look at the entire Chaideros family manor, "Blood flowed into a river!"

When the words fell, Qin Yan'er's heart was shocked, and a chill rose in his heart.

...

At this moment, in a hidden place outside the manor, an old woman suddenly opened her eyes.

She was draped in a black robe, showing old wrinkles.

A pair of eyes, there is no difference between pupils and whites of eyes, the whole body is black, like the pupil of a demon.

At this moment, her eyes were cold.

"Someone broke the Curse of Kleth!?"

She seemed a little surprised. This spell had been hidden in the Chaidroes family for many years, and it had been safe and sound. Now, it was broken open by someone abruptly.

A little spell, she can't talk about backlash, but she is aware of it after all.

She murmured in her mouth, and her low speech exit turned into a ray of dark light and rushed out of the window, becoming invisible.

More than ten minutes later, the door in the room was slightly different, and then, a middle-aged man in a blood-red cloak appeared in the room.

"Natasha, what is so urgent?" The middle-aged man smiled and saw white teeth.

"Dear Duke Argyll, how could I call you if it wasn't an urgent matter?" The old woman smiled, but in the wrinkled and dark eyes, she looked even more terrifying, like a **** evil spirit.

Argyle changed slightly and wailed in his heart.

He, who has always liked beauty and power, hates contact with the lunatics of the Dark Wizard the most.

He resisted the disgust in his heart and smirked: "Respected Natasha, the **** of plague, don't be polite to me!"

"The curse on Princess Chaideros has been broken!" Natasha's smile narrowed and she let out a cold snort, and Argyle was stunned by the rapid change of her face.

"Is the spell broken?" Argyll frowned. As a world-destroying existence, the Grand Duke of the Blood Cultivator, he also felt a little trouble at this moment.

"Isn't it discovered by the Chaidroes family?"

Natasha slowly shook her head, and said coldly: "How could the idiot of the Chaideros family find out? Unless...Of course, that person can't repent of existence, after all, this is a major event for the Chaideros family in his power. "

Argyle groaned, "Where's Mitty? Elle? The big event is just around the corner. The three big wizard gods of the Dark Wizard, aren't they here yet?"

"This time, my alliance with your dark wizards is not going to be an enemy of the Zaderoth family. This is not in my interest!"

"You black wizards want to use the soul of that little guy to carry the soul of the Desperate Sorcerer God, so that it can be reborn. I just want to savor the blood of that pure soul. Even if the spell is destroyed, it is impossible that you want me to go personally. Catch that little guy?"

Argyle was a little dissatisfied, "If it weren't for the fact that you black wizards agreed to alliance with me and help me take charge of the ancestor tree, I would never be involved in this matter."

Natasha couldn't help but snorted, "Argyll, there are several dukes in the blood clan, and you are not the only one who wants to control the ancestor tree of the blood monk."

"What's more, I don't need you to be an enemy of the Childros family. I call you here, just to ask, are you ready? After all, the princess of the Childros family will eventually be in the coming-of-age ceremony. It doesn’t matter if there is no incantation."

"You know, what you have is the most important thing."

"It's coming to the celebration of the Chaidroes family soon. In case there is a little negligence and delays the major event of the Desperate Sorcerer God, I will be the first to forgive you."

Argyle changed slightly and didn't feel angry. Instead, he smiled: "Naturally, I have been searching for many years, how could I not be ready?"

"Trust me, dear ally, the stronger the black wizard, the stronger the help I get, naturally, you have to believe me!"

"I hope so!" Before Natasha spoke, a cold voice was already heard.

The door, I don't know when it has been opened, and a girl-like person is dead, and those eyes seem to be enough to seduce the deepest hatred in people's hearts.

Argyll turned his head, as if he had noticed it a long time ago, without any surprise, but with a chuckle, "Miti, haven't you recovered yet?"

He likes the nemesis Mitty better than the wrinkled ugly old witch. Although the nemesis is too weak, she has been shrunk in a coffin for hundreds of years. He has not cultivated until now, and is only comparable in strength. At disaster level.

Moreover, he was hit hard by the Qing Emperor of China not long ago, and it seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Mitty looked cold, "Do you want to try?"

Argyll shook his head immediately, "Dear Mitty, you are still the same, I am your friend."

Mitty ignored it, she looked at Natasha faintly.

"Ready?"

"Ok!"

"The Desperate Sorcerer, if you want to resurrect the most powerful Dark Sorcerer in a thousand years, you must not make any mistakes!" Mitty said indifferently, she fell in a corner with just one glance, and then took her eyes back.

"Naturally, Mitty, you don't need to remind me!" Natasha seemed a little annoyed.

Argyle chuckled, "Respected two shamans, you talk, I'll take a step."

He turned around, the shadow disappeared in a flash, and his smile gradually dissipated on the opposite street corner.

"These lunatics." Argyll said with a cold face.

Afterwards, he showed a gentle smile and walked to a woman, "Dear madam, can I invite you to dinner..."

In the room, after Argyll walked out, a figure in the corner seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Honorable Dark Wizard!" Mitty and Natasha both turned around and saluted respectfully.

The first wizard **** among the dark wizards, the heir of the desperate wizard god.

This is a woman, gorgeous and enchanting. She smiled lightly, "Thank you two, when my mother is resurrected, I think that the benefits of the two wizard gods will never be lost."

Mitty and Natasha looked at each other, and smiled suddenly, and the grinning laughter gradually diffused.

Among the Chaidroes family, at this moment, they are preparing for this grand ceremony.

In a villa, Qin Xuan was wearing white clothes and practicing quietly, as if everything outside of him had nothing to do with him.