Two figures revisited the old city of Edinburgh.
It was sunny today. The sun shone in the old city, giving the ancient scenery a special charm. A lot of people were walking here. Some of them were residents and some were tourists.
Although it was an ancient city, time could only make it more beautiful. Sometimes, people preferred to pursue the ancient atmosphere of tranquility after they saw many modern buildings.
"We hardly ever go out in the daytime. The foreign style is nice sometimes. The music on the street is also very melodious. Sure enough, music is the best thing in the world."
Walking in the street, Chu He couldn't help but sigh about all the exotic things and his favorite musical elements.
"This is the Scottish bagpipe. The music it plays really makes people feel comfortable and has a real exotic color." Wang Bugui replied with a smile.
"Yes, such country music is the best way to wash your
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The Big Ben rang slowly. It seemed these ancient and deep bell sounds came from one day in the 17th century, which was the day when it was built. At any time, there were always the most people under the Big Ben. Why? Because it carried a moving story. Who was the fashion queen of the 1920s? The answer was only Coco Chanel. Her design that transcended the limits of life and style of free and random collocation liberated women from the contorted clumsy clothes. Emphasizing elegance, simplicity and easy wearing became the revolutionary pioneer of modern women's clothing. Chanel once said, "We must get rid of women from head to toe." She wanted to "create a young image". Chanel's clothing was frank and free. Her skirts reached the knee, and her jackets were loose and straight. She no longer emphasized the curves of the chest and hips. Her three-quarters-length woolen
At ten o'clock in the evening, many people were making wishes and praying here. It was said that this was a phenomenon because of the builder of Big Ben and the touching story. When the handles pointed this way, it was a symbol representing the testimony of that moving love. So, people regarded this time as the best time to make a wish. Wang Bugui and his members waited for the people of the Black Tower under the Big Ben, which had attracted many people to stop and watch. People all loved beauty and liked to pursue beautiful things and people. And Wang Bugui and his friends were all more beautiful than the world-famous stars. All of the men and women in their group could almost meet all kinds of aesthetic requirements. Wang Bugui was like an elegant gentleman. His suit was especially handmade by H-huntsman. Both the fabric and the manufacturing technology were of the top level. Every step was carefully hand-made.
"Caw, caw!" Several crows were on the branches of the dead old trees, making hoarse noises. They flew to the corpse on the ground the next moment, tore a piece of bloody carrion down with its beak and sent the carrion to its stomach. Their eyes were infinitely scarlet. They looked far away, through the dark forest, at the huge ancient castle. So big, the castle was just like a city. It stood at the top of the mountain with its peak surrounded by a lot of clouds. The surrounding air was gloomy with murky grey, so was the sky, as if the doomsday were coming. On a throne in the castle sat a beautiful woman. Dressed in red like fire and blood, she shook the red wine cup in her hand. But what in the cup was not red wine but blood. She took a sip of the blood from the cup and smiled with satisfaction. Coupled with her beautiful face and misted eyes, it seemed that she could turn the whole world upside down with a single
"Wang Bugui whom you mentioned is the son of that man?" asked Augustus. "He's my opponent. Don't steal my prey." Field replied coldly. "Field, you know the strength of that man. We can't let his son grow up smoothly, or he will be the second Wang Xuanming!" Nattiavelle looked very serious. "I said he's my opponent. I must have a fair fight with Wang Bugui. Whoever dares to fight him in advance is against me." Field said in a cold voice. As his voice faded away, he released a terrible aura around him. A fierce killing intention swept through the hall instantly, which pressed the hearts of the Infantes. This was the strength of the first Infante who had no other match except Dracula. Now his strength was complete, even as powerful as Wang Xuanming with a kind of forbidden art. Barnard put down his fear and said, "I feel that if Wang Bugui grows up this way, he will be more dangerous than Wang Xuanming.
The Blood Hunter Manor seemed to be empty these days. Although Elsa was accompanied by the members of the Blood Moon Hunters in return every day, she never saw them gather together again. After talking with the Black Tower that night under the Big Ben, they began to work on various plans to stop the vampires. They ran around every day to collect all kinds of information. During the period of time, they had fought against the vampires several times. The vampire side even sent out several Infantes. Unable to defeat the Infantes, the two-man group of the Blood Moon Hunters came back with serious injuries several times. "Brothers, sisters, do you hurt?" Sitting on Catherine's lap, Elsa touched Catherine's face and asked. "No, I'm a superwoman!" Catherine grinned and even made the superwoman gesture. But the pain conquered her the next second. The bandage on her right hand was torn, so were
Leng Yueyan and Ning Zhe also returned to the Blood Hunter Manor. Even if they were the most talented people except Wang Bugui, they still came back with serious injuries. Because they had encountered Nattiavelle, a powerful existence among the Infantes only second to Field. If it were not for the fact that one of them possessed the ancient Taoism body and the other was the reincarnation of a powerful ancient Buddha, they would have died. In front of that absolutely powerful force, the will of Taoism, the extremely exquisite mystical skills, the 30 Foot Golden Body Manifestation and the Three Thousand Buddhist Countries were all broken by the opponent mercilessly. Fortunately, the two of them also had magic weapons in their hands, plus their strength was close to that of the Greater Powers, so they escaped the deadly pursuit smoothly. In this battle, Leng Yueyan's Divine Needle of the Heavenly Girl almost broke. A
On the grass outside the main hall of the Blood Hunter Manor sat a group of people. Kamikawa Hiko was in the center silently looking at Meiqing who was in front of him, which had lasted for half an hour. "Er!" Finally, Meiqing on the ground moved her eyes. She slightly knitted her blackened eyebrows and then spread them. Her blurred vision gradually became clear, and she could see the flowers and trees around her slowly. Then, she felt a pain on her head. Covering her head, she asked, "Where am I?" "You finally wake up. This is the Blood Hunter Manor." A familiar voice attracted Meiqing's eyes. Kamikawa Hiko was looking at her with gentle eyes. The distance between them was only a few centimeters. "Am I still alive?" Meiqing couldn't believe it. She clearly felt her life was exhausted before she fainted. But now, her vitality was recovered, and so were the wounds on her bo
The members of the Blood Moon Hunters gathered at the rear of the Blood Hunter Manor to meditate and feel the battles. Even Misawa Chihiro was forced by Feng Tianming to meditate. Kamikawa Hiko was studying his Onmyōdō. From time to time, he would watch the others cultivate. After all, the Onmyōdō originated from the East, and the cultivation martial art was very helpful to him. Although the three thousand Taoist roads were all different, they all led to the supreme Taoism at the end of cultivation. "Edward, Catherine, have you kept in mind the martial arts I taught you?" asked Wang Bugui. "Yes, we've already memorized it!" "Yes!" Edward and Catherine nodded hard, but then Wang Bugui knocked them on their foreheads. "Ouch!" The couple held their heads and wailed with tears in their eyes. "Who told you to memorize? I told you to understand!" Wang Bugui scolded