Chapter 1182 (1/2)

The gate of Youhe looks just like usual if it is not closed. Below it, a secret door was opened, and the two figures fell one after another on the suspension bridge of the river, moving forward against the spray of the water below.

Walking in the back, wearing gray robes, hoods in the wind can not stop shaking, but is not lifted, as if there is an invisible force to stop this happening.

The people who walk in front have gray hair. Judging from the color of their hair, it is already old age. His face is also true, the gullied face and the hand holding the drawbridge silently tell the vicissitudes he has experienced.

The one who walked in the back was cheese, while the one in the front was Jung. In fact, the mage was also surprised when he saw the change of the latter. The vampire can adjust his appearance details, such as hair color and pupil color. This is not strange news.

The real anecdote is that, out of their aversion to death, the blood clan often does not let their appearance appear old-fashioned. Aging means dilapidated, which will arouse the palpitation of the passing away. But Jung did this, he did not shy away from his appearance into an old man in his twilight years, and in action also showed a posture consistent with his appearance. Although that's mostly because he's walking on top of the water.

One of the real bloodthirsty ancestors of the river can't be killed by the real bloodthirsty people in the river. Therefore, being thrown into the sea is a cruel torture in the blood clan than exposed to the sun, because it means eternal darkness and loneliness and cold.

However, for the sake of recovering the blood of the true ancestor, there are few blood families who have been subjected to this kind of torture throughout the history of the twelve blood lineages. In the whole blood clan law, such punishment has never been regarded as the result of sentencing, because even the author himself is afraid of it.

Fear, is a subtle thing, it is a bit like wine, the first taste is very strong, will choke cough, drink the right will vomit, will lose consciousness. There are always people who swear never to drink again, and then when night comes, they fill their glasses again. So was fear. The water splashed on his skin. The cold water reminded Jung of wet soil, which would fill his nose, his lungs and his whole body. It was a feeling of death.

But since he made this cableway as a spare passage, it was not used to commit suicide. He knew that although the water here reminded him of death, it could not really bring him back to the ground.

So fear fermented into a more subtle emotion, became the most powerful stimulant, walking behind the cheese can not see Jung's smile now how distorted. The twisted smile didn't disappear until they reached the end of the drawbridge and climbed a ladder.

When they climbed up to the floor, the mage found that it should be a slave dealer's storehouse. A large number of cages covered with cloth curtains were piled up here. Some were empty, some were making unknown sounds. Both blood clan and grey robe have the ability to see things in the dark, so they can easily walk through the cages in the dark without tripping over.