Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 698 My Blood Hunter Brother 23
His eyes froze immediately, and his tone became low and dangerous: "Are you blood hunters?"

Man Luo clapped his hands in feigned admiration: "Have you finally realized it? I'm really curious how a dull vampire like you has survived until now."

During the conversation between Manro and Rice, Gu Xinghui quietly pulled out the short blade from under the tray, and struck directly at the back of Rice.

However, the next moment, his wrist was firmly held by Rice: "Good skill, it is indeed enough to hunt and kill ordinary blood, but it is a pity that you chose the wrong target."

Les raised his head arrogantly, and said in a proud tone, "I'm not one of those ordinary vampires."

He gradually tightened his hands, ready to admire the boy's expression of pain and begging for mercy.

There was a flash of light in the air, and a dagger slashed across Rice's wrist without a sound. At some point, Manro had already come behind him.

Seeing that if he didn't stop, the dagger might cut off his arm, so Les quickly let go and took a step back to avoid it.

But even so, there was still a bloodstain on his hand, and the severe pain caused by the erosion of silver products came. Les put away the smile on his face, and his blood-red eyes were stained with violent and murderous anger. Glaring at Man Luo: "Little girl, I originally wanted to save your life for the sake of your deliciousness, but now I regret it! You all have to die here today!"

After saying that, he showed his sharp claws and fangs, and attacked the two of them straight. Judging by the speed and strength, it was obvious that Rice was not going to hold back this time.

The short blade collided with the sharp claws of the blood clan, making a piercing sound, feeling the increasing strength in Rice's hand, Gu Xinghui frowned slightly, and turned to look at Man Luo.

Manro understood, picked up the wine bottle on the tray and threw it at Rice.

The blood race has a special physique, and ordinary objects can hardly hurt them, so how could Les be afraid of a mere wine bottle.Even though he knew that Manro was hitting him with a wine bottle, the conceited Rice had no intention of dodging.

He pressed down on Gu Xinghui's short blade with one hand, and punched out suddenly with the other hand. The moment the wine bottle touched Les' fist, it exploded, and the "wine liquid" inside was instantly splashed.

Manro dodges quickly, looking at Rice gloatingly.

When the "wine" touched Rice's skin, his eyes widened suddenly.

Wherever the "wine liquid" was contaminated, it instantly became scorched black, and the blackness spread like poison, covering his entire arm in an instant, followed by his shoulders, neck, and head...

"It's holy water! You actually use holy water!"

Les yelled in disbelief.

There was a mournful howl in the whole box.

Gu Xinghui slowly retracted the short blade, turned around and covered Man Luo's ears.

It wasn't until Les turned into black sand that Gu Xinghui slowly withdrew his hand. When he looked down and saw the girl's attire, he frowned unconsciously: "Xingran, why are you dressed like this?"

Man Luo was stunned, followed his gaze to look down at himself, looked at his ordinary white dress, and looked at Gu Xinghui with a rather innocent expression: "I'm dressed normally?"

Hearing the girl's answer, Gu Xinghui's face darkened again.

Three years had passed, and although the girl had grown taller, she was still petite. Standing in front of her, Gu Xinghui was more than half taller than her.

From this angle, Gu Xinghui could just see the girl's delicate and beautiful collarbone, and further down, he could even see the loose neckline of the white dress, as well as the greenness.

(End of this chapter)