Chapter 1085 (1/2)

How to find a group of vampires in the dark, vast area and blocked vision?

The answer is - just challenge their bottom line.

No blood clan can be found by hanging, and the failure of smell is not a big deal. Su Ming has many methods, but the simplest method doesn't cost a little.

What the blood clan likes, what they deliberately abuse is good.

As a noble, coupled with a long life, so that most of the blood clan are proud and complacent. Their favorite specialty is not immortality or self-healing ability, but their taste in art.

Oil painting, poetry, opera, these things are basically the whole daily life of vampire aristocrats.

Under such circumstances, Su Ming couldn't find a painting to tear it out to them, and they couldn't see it. If he recited poetry and had less emotion, then he would sing well.

In fact, if he doesn't wear a mask or a voice changer, he can sing well.

However, after being processed by sound changers and loudspeakers, and refracted by the abyss terrain, the song could only be described as ghost calling. Moreover, he chose to imitate the werewolf to sing folk songs, sometimes mixed with a few wolf howls, which was more sharp and harsh for vampires.

But now that the plan is successful, I deliberately sing bad, and the other party can't bear it. He immediately responds with classic opera excerpts, as if he wants to teach himself what to sing.

But does it work? Your position has been exposed...

Su Ming put away the loudspeaker and let it return to the machete state. He plans to talk to the vampires about the conditions. If you really want to deal with domam, it's good to cheat on some durable cannon fodder.

These blood clans are here to fight against the underground race. Su Ming was too lazy to meddle in his own affairs, but now the situation is different. If you can talk, you can kill him if you don't know what to do.

However, just as he was about to fly to the direction of the blood clan, he suddenly heard a song in the dark not far behind him. The voice was generous and heroic, and the tune was very high. It was actually the folk song of Northern Shaanxi called ”sanshilipu village”.

Familiar tone, strange accent, accompanied by the voice of the electric horn, roared: ”bring up a home! Home is famous! I live in Suide! ”Sanshilipu village...”

Su Ming, who was about to take off, came back again. His one eye under the mask had narrowed into a slit. It's unnecessary to think about it. Hearing Chinese here means that the magic spear is coming.

Although Siberia is the territory of the woolly bear, it is sparsely populated. Even if the Tianhuan base is directly driven over, Leviathan may not be able to detect it immediately.

Why don't you just go over and see who's coming. You can't leave it, no matter what the critical moment is.

The new comer was still singing happily, as if he was competing with the vampires. Su Ming followed the song and got close to him.

Not too close, ten meters away, he saw a touch of gold in the dark clouds, the familiar shape let him feel at ease a lot.

He flew over directly and landed beside the comer. He pressed the other party's electric horn helplessly: ”Lao Zheng, you are not interesting enough. How can you follow me?”