In the dungeon of Dracula's castle.

Brother Liu was a little dazed.

The scene just now echoed in my mind.

After hearing Brother Liu reveal his family background, the iron-faced man was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, attracting all the nobles to watch.

Then, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand and said, "What a good Sir Cummings! Imprison him for me. When the moon is full, I will execute him myself!"

"Yes! Grand Duke of Wallachia!"

Then, more than a dozen guards rushed out, controlled Liu Di, and took him to this dungeon.

“.”

“That’s not right.”

"I have already made my judgment."

"The Grand Duke of Wallachia, also known as Dracula, is a historical figure."

“His story is recorded in many churches.”

“It also includes several portraits of him.”

"Although it is a little abstract, what is certain is that he is not wearing an iron mask, his body is not burly, and he has black hair."

"Why."

The corners of Liu Di's eyes trembled slightly.

Looking around at the gloomy environment, there was a foul stench in the air, dried blood at the feet, and even a few white bones.

He made himself so embarrassed.

But fortunately, no one here knows me.

Ding ding ding.

I heard someone knocking on the railing overhead.

Brother Liu raised his head slightly and saw a very small ventilation window on the wall of the dungeon.

Della, still wearing women's clothes, leaned on the window, grabbed a small stone and knocked on the railing.

He said seriously, "My friend, you are truly an Asahel, the leader of the thirty mighty warriors in the Bible. I will always remember you!"

Liu Di's mouth twitched, "What Asahel? I came here specially to give you a heads up."

Della laughed, "Don't worry, my dear Duchess, she will get you out soon!"

As the sun set in the west, a slender figure wearing a huge cloak slowly walked towards me.

Brother Liu immediately stepped on the bed and squinted his eyes to look through the skylight.

The figure was getting closer.

The outline of the face under the hood became clearer.

She has a fair, oval face, a small cherry mouth, and a pair of long eyes like autumn water.

Brother Liu's heart trembled, Gu Fan!

But then his heart fell to the bottom. It was really Gu Fan! How could she... Dela looked at Liu Di and said with a proud smile: "My friend, thanks to you, I also ask you to witness our meeting. I believe that with your sincere blessing, the Duchess and I will definitely get a happy result!"

The woman in the cloak slowly came to Liu Di's skylight, stretched out her white arm, and handed over a sheepskin wine jug.

However, her hand was grabbed by Liu Di! The Duchess leaned forward! Della's smile froze, "Friend, you..."

However, in Liu Di's eyes, there was only that beautiful woman at this moment, staring at him through the railings with longing eyes.

But the next moment.

Liu Di also found something wrong. The woman's face was 90% similar to Gu Fan's, but she had a mole at the corner of her eye, blonde hair, and blue pupils.

The most important thing is that the woman's seductive look gives people a timid and shy feeling.

It's totally different from Gu Fan's elegant, pure and lovely temperament.

Brother Liu loosened his hand subconsciously.

She is not Gu Fan!

But are there really people in the world who look so similar?

And it's of foreign blood? The Duchess blushed slightly, handed over the wine jug and said, "You take a rest first, I will arrange a prisoner to replace you later."

Liu Di's mind was a little confused. He took the kettle and nodded subconsciously.

"I said this couldn't be Gu Fan!"

The demon boy's voice came, "There is a strange phenomenon in the world. At a certain point in time in the past, we can always find some people who look strikingly similar to some people in the present. Some people say that this is because God used the same template to create humans. In my eyes, it is just the accidental repetitiveness of the code!"

Brother Liu was stunned.

This woman who lived more than 600 years ago looked almost exactly like Gu Fan.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Gu Fan herself seemed to have discovered this. She went in and out at this time point just like looking in a mirror, watching this interesting scene! What a curious heart, it almost made me lose my soul.

Della looked at Liu Di defensively and dragged the Duchess to a tree not far away.

Dracula's castle covers a large area, but no one pays attention to this remote area.

The sky gradually darkened.

A full moon slowly emerged.

Della and the Duchess sat side by side under the tree, and there was a feeling of innocence and childhood sweethearts.

A few meters away, Liu Di inside the small window also had a playful look on his face. He shook his head to himself, feeling that this trip was as up and down as a roller coaster.

He slowly sat down in the dungeon, opened the sheepskin wine jug in his hand and smelled it, and it turned out to be the finest grape wine.

Medieval Europe was unique in winemaking technology.

Dela sighed and said slowly, "Madam, from now on, we may not be able to be together. We can't have a tryst under the moon like this."

The Duchess was slightly startled, "Why?"

"I want to join the army."

Della looked into the distance, "The Ottoman Empire is wantonly invading our territory. Countless compatriots are brutally killed every day. The young forces are also betrayed by the nobles. There is also a plague raging on the earth."

“Our people are in dire straits.”

"The royal aristocracy only cares about pleasure and swallows their anger."

"I know that my strength is very weak, and I may not be able to cause any waves if I am thrown into the battlefield."

"Perhaps, it just adds another nameless corpse on the battlefield."

"but."

"I don't want to live like a coward."

"I want to kill the enemy."

"Ottoman soldiers are the real devils. Kill one to balance my sins. Kill ten and I will no longer be abandoned. Kill a hundred and the gates of heaven will open for me."

"Do you support me?"

After Della finished speaking, he looked at the beauty beside him with a different look.

The Duchess' eyes sparkled and she was stunned for a moment.

And Brother Liu in the dungeon also heard these words carefully.

He slowly took a sip of the wine in the jug. It tasted sweet at first, then bitter, but none of that could suppress the fierce and unyielding taste of alcohol.

Brother Liu nodded, raised the wine pot over the skylight, and pointed it at the bright moon. "Good wine, good spirit."