Chapter 112 Blood Clan Breeding Manual 18

Seeing that something was obviously wrong with Villroya, Lucien didn't know what was going on. While passing the message to Cain, he kept an eye on Villroya's movements.

But I didn't expect that Virroya would turn around and leave.

Lucien's intuition told him that the disappearance of the Star Sword was related to Vilroya, so he followed Vilroya and chased after him.

"Your Highness..."

Xingjian's forehead was pressed against the cold wooden floor, and he heard intermittent calls in his ears. He tried to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't do it. After drinking the cup of blood left by Virroya, he fell into a deep sleep.

Even though the man had helped himself up, Xingjian's body still showed no signs of waking up.

The familiar voice rang in Xingjian's ears over and over again, and his confused mind realized that the person calling his name was Isabella.

"Isabella..." Xingjian's lips trembled slightly, and he spoke intermittently. Then he felt some cold liquid dripping on his cheeks. Those were Isabella's tears. He wanted to tell Isabella that he was living well here, but his tired body prevented him from saying it.

After obtaining the Star Sword from Greystone Town and being taken away by the people from the Holy Church, Isabella arrived at the City of the Covenant first. The number of magic circles set up by Villroya in this small attic soon attracted Isabella's attention. After confirming that the Son of God had left, Isabella found an opportunity to enter the small building.

Night is the time when vampires are active, but after entering the small building, Isabella did not hear any movement.

Her nose twitched, and the smell of blood came from the house, but the smell of blood seemed to be mixed with something else.

Walking quietly to the second floor, Isabella saw the Star Sword lying on the ground. The ground was covered with broken glass pieces. The smell of blood became stronger. She finally smelled what was mixed in it. It was holy blood, blood mixed with divine power.

Being induced to inhale the divine blood, even the little prince's excessive divine power would destroy Star Sword's body. Looking at the extremely weak Star Sword in front of her, Isabella put the Star Sword into the magic weapon she carried with her. She must see Lord Cain immediately so that her little prince can be saved.

The moment Isabella took the Star Sword away from the small building, Villroya, who was far away in Greystone Town, felt a sudden shock in his heart and immediately sensed something unusual.

But before he could react, Virroya was blocked by another more powerful force.

The thick dark power was ten thousand times stronger than the one he encountered from Montero. Even though he was the Son of God, Villroya was oppressed by this dark power and could not move.

It was the Vampire King. Even though he had never seen the Vampire King, Villroya felt that only the awakened King of the Blood Clan could possess such a strong dark power.

The man's scarlet eyes and long black hair fell in front of Virroya. Only then did he see clearly that the man looked exactly like him.

"Interesting, interesting, my clone, where did you hide my little star?" The man's voice was low and hoarse, but Vilora did not recover from his words.

His clone? The Vampire King's clone?

Wasn't he Xiaoxing's lover? Was he just his lover's clone?

So the time I spent with Xiaoxing was just stolen from the vampire in front of me?

Just when Cain frowned and wanted to take back his clone, he didn't expect that Virroya would quickly attack him. The divine power on his body was no less than the dark power on Cain.

The two were fighting fiercely in the sky above Greystone Town, but Lucien, who was standing still, received a message from Isabella at this time.

"The young prince is injured, return quickly."

Lucien looked at the lines of words that suddenly appeared in front of him, and without paying attention to the two people fighting in the sky, he walked towards the castle.

After countless fights, Cain suddenly seemed to sense something. Without using his divine power, he grabbed Villroya's collar and pressed him against the stone pillar, demanding viciously, "Did you let Xiaoxing drink your blood?"

Not understanding the sudden question from the vampire king in front of him, Vilroya nodded and acknowledged it, and then was thrown out by Cain with a wave of his hand.

"Do you know that your blood contains divine power? Any vampire who comes into contact with your blood will be reduced to ashes." Cain didn't want to see his stupid clone again. When Vilora heard Cain's words, he sat on the ground in a daze. The violent collision just now made the dormant memories in his mind gradually awaken.

He remembered that he was not the Son of God of the Holy Church, he was the prince's steward. Villroya's eyes were full of despair and pain, he wanted to kill his little prince.

When Xingjian woke up completely, he stared at the familiar wooden board for a long time. How could he be lying in the coffin again? Moreover, the wooden board in front of him looked particularly familiar, as if it was the same board he saw when he first came to this world.

Xing Jian felt as if he had no strength left. He stretched out his hand and pushed the wooden board in front of him several times, but the board seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. After pushing for a long time, it still did not move at all. He had no choice but to give up and lie in this soft and narrow place. Xing Jian felt sleepiness coming over him again, and he fell asleep again in a daze.

I don’t know how long I slept before Xingjian opened his eyes again. This time, he did not wake up in the narrow coffin. What came into his sight was the familiar ceiling. He was indeed back in his castle.

He sat up and looked down at his body. The gems he had been wearing were gone, and he was wearing his familiar nightgown.

The pair of bright white feet were placed on the dark red carpet. Xingjian tried several times before he stood up steadily. He held onto the wall and moved slowly, trying to walk towards the door.

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. Xingjian looked at the person standing at the door. It was Virroya with short hair. If it weren't for the scar on his forehead, Xingjian would have thought that there was a confusion in time and space and he had returned to the past.

But behind the familiar red-haired man stood another man who looked exactly like him. There was a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes revealed an unfathomable depth.

Looking at the two people in front of him who looked exactly the same, Xing Jian was a little confused. His intuition told him that there must be a secret relationship between the two people in front of him that he didn't know about.