C1206 (2/2)

Fang Yang controls his speed, but the decline is not very fast. And it's very stable. It doesn't make too much noise.

It's a long passage that goes straight down to the underground area. When he finally landed on his feet, he found himself in an open hall.

The whole hall is about 300 square meters. There are no other decorations except three coffins in the middle.

Look around the wall, there are countless bats hanging on the uneven wall! The eyes gave off a terrible green light, which made people shiver.

Below, the contact on Fang Yang's wrist began to flash, indicating that brother Shiwu was nearby!

Fang Yang just stood up, and before he could see the situation around him, he saw that the bats on the wall seemed to have received some instructions and rushed to Fang Yang!

For these little guys who don't have too strong attack power, Fang Yang doesn't pay attention to them except for disgusting.

Hands like flying, each palm hit, there are dozens of bats were flying. In less than half a minute, all the bats were wiped out, and the lights in the hall suddenly lit up!

Fang Yang, who was used to the darkness, was blind when he was shaken by the light. He almost subconsciously took two steps to the left and back.

”Hu ~ Hu ~” obviously felt the cool wind in front of him. Fang Yang couldn't help changing his position and slightly opened his eyes.In the dark hall, four men in formal evening dress cooperate with each other to attack Fang Yang.

Behind the four, three golden nanmu coffins were opened. Two men and one woman appeared in front of the coffin and looked at themselves without expression.

Fang Yang shook his opponent back and asked in a loud voice, ”who are you?”

The middle-aged man looked at him funny: ”are you teasing me? Come into my castle and ask who we are? Is this your Eastern etiquette? ”

Fang Yang was stunned: ”can you speak Mandarin?”

The middle-aged man said with pride, ”Great Duke Eric, what language can't you speak? The long years have been a perfect display of my talent. ”

”Duke Eric?” Fang Yang looked up and down: ”are you the legendary blood Duke?”

Eric said, ”you know the blood clan. It's kind of insightful. But if you break into my private domain and hurt my followers, you want to give me an explanation! ”

Fang Yang looked at several vampires lying on the floor: ”are these your followers? I just hurt them, and you are so angry,

then if you catch my friend, do you want to give me an explanation? If it wasn't for this, I would have come all the way to you? ”

”Your friend?”

Eric frowned, obviously unable to understand what Fang Yang said. A woman next to him said a few words in his ear, and then he suddenly realized:

”Oh, you mean the two thieves who came down from Guangming holy mountain? I think you misunderstood. I didn't mean to embarrass them. ”

”Thief?” Although Fang Yang felt that this word was not very nice, he really had no way to refute it: ”what do you say is what? I don't want to embarrass them. Why are they locked up? ”

Eric said seriously, ”I just want to know what they stole from the holy mountain of light.”

Fang Yang's arms encircle the chest: ”it's so simple? Do you think I'll believe it? ”

Eric shrugged. ”Well, well, I admit I didn't tell the truth. Actually, I want them to do me a favor. To be exact, I want them to steal something for me. ”