MTL - Lovers Always on the Counterattack-Chapter 210

When I saw the pale face, the white satin knew that this was indeed her sister. Although unable to share the deep feelings of the original brothers and sisters, White Satin couldn't help but pity this tortured blood girl.

The prison door made by that Mithril was the nemesis of the blood race, and even the white satin didn't dare to move arbitrarily. But if they ca n’t open the door, they can get around—although digging the wall or something, it feels a bit low, sorry for the tall image of the blood race.

However, saving people is imminent. The white satin raised his hand and grasped the wall, and the black mist at the fingertips instantly corroded the solid stone wall, leaving a large deep depression.

Seeing the action of white satin, other blood races also realized instantly. Together, they quickly dug a passage that bypassed the Mithril prison door and reached the inside.

When the white satin and others worked hard, the blood girl in the prison kept staring at them silently, but did not show any joy and excitement. The numb appearance made the heart of the white satin lifted high-the original owner His desire is not only to rescue Avril, but also to take care of each other and make him happy. If Aweier's mind is completely destroyed, his performance this time will be greatly reduced.

With such anxiety, the action of white satin became more urgent. He didn't care to deal with the dirt and gravel falling on his body, walked quickly into the dark dungeon, and squatted carefully beside Avril: "Avril, Avril? I'm my brother, I'm here to save you ! "

Aiweier raised her pale face but could hardly conceal her beautiful face, and stared straight at the white satin. After a short while, a pair of blood-like eyes finally flashed a sparkling wave of light.

"... Brother ... Brother?" Avril opened his mouth, his voice dry.

"Yes, it's me, it's my brother!" White satin tentatively touched Avril's shoulder and patted it twice, with a gentle appeasement. "Sorry, my brother is late."

Speaking, White Satin could not help but regret, how much pain the original sister had suffered-if it was Guan Wu ... he would probably be able to rescue Avril faster and better, and the situation of Avril Not so bad.

For the first time to perform the task, White Satin's experience is unavoidable, and he can only act by instinct and imagination. Although he had watched how Guan Wu avenged his original counterattack in more than a dozen previous worlds, in most cases he was blinded by the other party and could not understand the real situation at all.

In addition to lack of experience, the white satin who entered the mission for the first time was also difficult to share the anger of the original body. He knew that he wanted to rescue the original sister as soon as possible, but did not feel the eager anxiety. After entering the world, even though White Satin has been working for the ultimate purpose, it is inevitable that a lot of time was wasted in other messy things-such as "talking about love with lovers"-slowing down the whole Pace and rhythm.

Silently reflecting in his heart, White Satin took Avril into her arms and called her name softly over and over again. Finally, there was a slight change in Avril Muran's expression. Her body twitched and gave out a small twitch, two lines of tears slowly flowing down her face.

Seeing Ai Weier crying, Bai Sang sighed a little, and he used his arms to hug the original sister horizontally, then nodded to the blood around him, "Let's go."

Several young blood races looked at the little princess in the arms of white satin, and their expressions were full of worry and anger. Listening to Bai Sang saying this, they quickly nodded and turned to leave the dark and damp dungeon.

Vampires are not afraid of the sun, but they don't like this dazzling light, so they prefer to be active at night.

But it is clear that because she has been locked in the dungeon that does not see the sun, Avril already has a fear of darkness-of course, she is not afraid of the darkness itself, but what she once tasted in the darkness Lonely, stingy, and hopeless.

When she came to the sun, Avril's stiff body was only slightly relieved. She raised her arms, held her brother's neck tightly, and buried her head in the other's neck. The blood race was cold, without breathing or even heartbeat, but in such a cold embrace, Avril felt an indescribable peace of mind.

"Don't be afraid, we will be home soon." Feeling Avril's movement, White Satin lowered his head and said softly.

Avril lifted his eyes, glanced at his brother's handsome face, and finally relaxed his body like relief, and delivered everything to his only loved one. He passed out safely.

The blood and blood are very powerful, and pure blood is a leader. Looking at Aiweier, who knows nothing at this moment, no one will doubt how much she has been tortured.

"This group of **** hunters! It's really heartbreaking to do such a kind to the kind and gentle Miss Avril!" A young blood race cursed in a low voice, and stole a hunter's corpse next to her, and directly Stomping the corpse's belly into mud, "Looks like we're too light! Let them die so neatly!"

White satin frowned at the corpse's venting of the corpse, and was a bit uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything to stop it. After all, he is now playing as Avril's brother. He should feel the most about his sister's encounter anger.

"Have you found anything suspicious? Did a vampire hunter run away?" White Satin asked in a deep voice, diverting the attention of the blood races.

"There are so many weird things here, we don't know what to look for, they just smashed all together. Please be assured, absolutely ruined and clean!" The other blood race calmed down and replied, " As for the hunters ... a few escaped, we didn't catch up, sorry. "

"So many hunters, it's normal for a few fish to miss the net, no need to blame." White satin nodded slightly. The so-called "secret experiment" was originally nonsense, and White Satin did not think that any "evidence" could be found. Now that the town has been smashed, it is naturally the most advantageous for him, because it also cannot prove that he is lying-as for the vampire hunter even if he denies that he has done any experiments, the blood race will certainly not believe it.

With a secret self-satisfaction in mind, White Satin looked around and remembered another thing: "Yes, the young hunter who talked to me before, who did you see? Was it running or dead?"

"Dead, I killed it." Soon, someone responded to Bai Sang's inquiry. "That kid is pretty good. I'm quite impressed. I can't die anymore." Hesitating for a moment, he asked back. "What's so special about this person?"

"It's nothing special, but there was a little bit of grudges with me." Bai Sang heard the news of the death of "Love Rival". It wasn't regretful or easy to say. "But it's not a big problem, just die." "

The words did not fall, a vampire bat flapped its wings and landed on the shoulder of the white satin, crooked his head and squeaked a few words.

The blood race domesticated vampire bats. Although they can't really understand each other's language, they can also understand what these little things want to express from the pitch frequency of the bat's barking.

White satin frowned slightly: "The escaped hunters passed the news of the attack. Now, more hunters are coming here, let's leave first."

"What to leave!" Retorts a dissatisfaction of a pure-blooded clan who is no less good than White Satin. He is militant by nature, and this time he was stirred up with anger, and he was anxious to continue fighting, "These **** have bullied Aweier so miserably, I haven't vented enough! Oh, how many ants are here? I'm not afraid! "

The words of the pure-blooded kin have won the support of many people, and White Satin is quite helpless: "I naturally know that you are not afraid, but this is not the time to cause trouble. We attacked the town this time to rescue Avril, which is reasonable. But if Further clashes with the vampire hunters and expansion of the situation, the Presbyterian Church can't afford it-after all, the contract between us and the hunters still exists on the surface. "He paused and saw that the blood races were still a little bit angry, White Satin's tone added a little anxiety, "What's more, Avril's condition is very bad, and I want to take her back to the bloodline for treatment and rehabilitation as soon as possible."

When it comes to Avril, the boiling blood of the young blood races calms down a little bit—yes, the vampire hunter can kill anytime, but if the blood princess of the blood race goes wrong, it will be troublesome. The urgent task was to return Aiweierping to the clan safely.

After moving out of Avril, the young blood races converged, obediently obeying the command of the white satin, and left as quietly as they arrived-and when many vampire hunters arrived, they only saw The mess and the corpse everywhere.

Since the target of the blood race is only a vampire hunter, the civilians hiding in the house are lucky to survive-as for those who died, they were unfortunately caught in the fish when the blood race was destroyed.

Although the blood race has left, the survivors still dare not show up, until the vampire hunters arrived, and then they appeared in the rubble.

Looking around the scabbled head, the hunter headed with an iron complexion and a clenched teeth, he quickly instructed his subordinates to divide into two batches, one to deal with the injuries for the survivors, and the other began to converge on the bones of his companions.

"Why do these blood races suddenly attack the town, do you know?" Although he was anxious to kill all the blood races, the leader still behaved calmly and asked the surviving villagers in a deep voice.

A villager hesitated for a moment and replied softly: "I heard ... I heard that a hunter in the town had kidnapped a vampire's sister. They came to rescue the girl ..."

"The sister of the vampire was taken away ?!" The leader was not a leader of the radicals, and he had never heard of it, and he was surprised. "Is this true ?!"

"It seems, it seems ..." The villagers nodded, "They did find a little girl, and the condition of that man does not look like ..."

The leader pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his leg and collapsed a wall that was already crumbling: "What a death!"

"Boss, the blood race is so abominable, we must discuss it!" The vampire hunter on his side wiped his wet eyes and gritted his teeth.

"... Ask for sure, but it turned out ..." The leader closed his eyes and sighed.