Under the night, after landing, the special plane from the Immortal Castle from the Federation landed, after gliding on the ground for a period of time, it steadily docked in the hangar.

With a whoosh.

Catherine, the little cotton jacket, walked out of the cabin first, turned her head toward Lake who was walking out from behind, and said, turning into a small bat, flying towards the direction of the Immortal Castle.

Lake looked at Mason, the second son of the Alpha Wolf clan, pointed to Catherine under the night sky: "If you are anxious, you can..."

The words have not yet fallen.

After a wolf roar, Mason had turned into a silver alpha wolf, stepping out of his limbs and quickly heading towards the immortal castle.

Lake was silent.

Young people today.

Are you so impatient in doing things?

Lake came back to his senses and looked at leading the immortal guards to greet him. Serena was still wearing a black leather jacket, and her lips raised: "My stupid rebel has harassed you again recently. I'll let you kill him, and I won't blame you."

Serena smiled a little on her cold face: "David is okay, but she is a little too active. When he really becomes an adult, I believe he will mature and steady."

"Oh."

Lake laughed, walked out of the hangar, and went directly to the small train that was ready to leave, shook his head: "Is that so, why, I don't believe it?"

Serena lowered her head and said nothing, directing the immortal guards behind her to board the car.

soon.

The train starts.

Lake leaned against the chair and watched Serena who had finally gotten in the car: "Is that troublesome voodoo disciple done it?"

The King of Kings was dragged out of the sewer yesterday, beaten up and stopped the food directly, and was even pulled to the ice warehouse to save. The video of being abused has been posted online.

This is where the kings of all kings of Africa come to an end.

nature……

These black magicians or dark characters who support him behind the King of Kings have been beaten to death and those who are crippled.

When Katherine, the little cotton-padded jacket, received the news from Karen's house and quickly turned around, the immortal blood clan had killed all the forces behind the King of Kings.

Except for a dark wizard who can use voodoo.

Serena nodded: "Yes, but when we solved him, he seemed to have sent a text message out. The Red Queen tracked down the Voodoo base camp through location."

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Haiti?"

Serena nodded.

Lake laughed loudly. Haiti, a poor country that was extremely backward, with almost two-thirds of the people not having jobs.

This small country may be unknown and has no fame in the world of ordinary people.

But Haiti is very famous in the dark world.

Because Haiti is the base camp for dark wizards that use voodoo magic, and their leaders are the same person from the beginning to now, or in other words, the souls are the same person.

Let's say so.

Haiti is based on the presidential system, but what is amazing is that every president works hard before he takes office, which is the hope of the people.

But after taking office, they will become dictators.

Without exception.

Even every president is so familiar, regardless of his behavior or his way of speaking.

Lake waved his hand: "Haidi doesn't have to worry about it. The Federation finally found such a biogas tank, otherwise the Federation would not be Haiti's largest funder."

Many people say that Haiti is the back garden of the Federation, but in fact, Haiti is at best a federal biogas pool. The back garden, such as the back garden, should be a pleasant place like Cuba.

Serena nodded and stopped talking.

A core skill was pointed at the Voodoo Sect on the Resurrection of the Death. What's the use of sending a text message? Even if he shakes the entire Voodoo Sect, he will just come to his door to die.

The train stops at the foot of the Immortal Castle.

Lake glanced at the distance and seemed to see him. Then he waved the black shadow, and the corner of his mouth turned around and looked at Serena: "There are too many men, so there is no need to find such a weak chicken."

After saying that.

Lake nipped his feet and rushed straight towards the immortal castle on the top of the mountain.

Originally, Lake was thinking about finding a rebellious son to raise the waste, and seized the time to cultivate the third generation, but after thinking about it, Lake felt that he was not considering it carefully.

He did not consider the feelings of the other woman Serena.

so……

Lake once told Serena that there is no need to force it. If the rebellious son harasses you and kills you directly, I will not only not blame you, but will even reward you.

But now it seems that Serena doesn't listen.

never mind.

Anyway, I have only been more than a year left. When the rebellious son was twenty-one years old, he would just sweep the floor and go out without seeing him.

As for the little cotton jacket?

As we all know, female vampires are two hundred years old, and their little cotton jacket is still very young now, so they still need to stay at home. The outside world is too risky.

In the Immortal Castle.

Lake hugged Emilia, who was standing at the door of the main hall to greet him.

Emilia said: "David is not cowardly, he is just afraid of you. After all, you want to kill him."

Lake yelled: "I don't even have the courage to face me directly, this is cowardice."

Emilia didn't speak.

My son once faced you directly, but what happened? He broke your son's limbs and even killed him for a while. Anyone who changed him would leave a serious psychological shadow.

"Where is the little cotton jacket?"

"Take the guests to rest first."

Emilia helped Lake take off her coat and smiled and said, "Let's rest too."

Lake: "…"

the next day.

early morning.

Lake stood on the rooftop of the Immortal Castle, sipped the first cup of Bourbon in the morning, and stared at the rising sun in the distance.

"Dadly."

"Um."

The little cotton-padded jacket tiptoed over from behind, stuck out his little tongue, walked to Lake's side, and glanced at Lake's face: "Dad, Justin and the others are all in the restaurant, and the Russells and his wife want to see you too. Don't you go over and meet?"

"Need not."

"ha?"

"They are not qualified to see me yet."

Lake looked at his little cotton jacket: "Let that Justin come here to see me. I will ask a few questions, ask him well, and send them away from the Immortal Castle."

The little cotton jacket seemed a little disbelief: "Really?"

Lake nodded: "Your mother doesn't like it. There are werewolfs in the house. Of course, my mother doesn't like it, and I don't like it either."

Werewolf and human wolf are different races.

Genetically, it's different.

After the werewolf becomes a wolf, it is the kind of furry, with strong hair, and can even be used as a pillow.

And human wolves are the breed that was once said of the night. Even if they change their bodies, they will still walk on both sides.

Werewolf is first of all, but the wolf is human, and the human and wolf are humans and then the wolf!

The difference is still obvious, but since Emilia said that, then she can do it like this. Anyway, it is Lake Edwin, who is really close to the Alpha Wolf clan, not the Black King.

The little cotton-padded jacket reacted from the surprise, and then looked at Lake suspiciously: "Dadly, you won't slap Justin to death, right?"

Lake glanced at the little cotton jacket and said in a faint tone: "If you make me feel that my little cabbage was really stolen, the little cotton jacket will become someone else's. He slapped him to death, this suggestion will return to my consideration table."

The little cotton-padded jacket was slightly stunned, shook his head quickly, and then ran towards the stairs behind: "I'll let him come up to see you."

Lake looked at the little cotton jacket that was running faster than the wind and shook his head.

About half an hour later.

They were thin and tall, with short hair, and they looked a little pretty. Justin, who looked a little panicked, was kicked to the rooftop by a small cotton jacket behind him.

With a bang.

Justin stumbled and was kicked directly from the stairs to the balcony, almost directly facing Lake's back, in a posture of protruding himself.
To be continued...