Jian'er hummed twice, causing Count Dracula's vest to chill, and almost slapped her head.

Really, is she so confused? During this period, she always looked at Jian'er as kind and uncontested, so why did she forget what happened when they first met? Jian'er didn't have this strength at that time (although her current strength doesn't look very good in her eyes), she was just an ordinary human girl, and the "scent" she emitted was really tempting.

But what's the result? Looking back on his tragic lesson, Satan, my Lord blessed, where those Eastern Soul Cultivators who protected Song were born, it was really terrible. No one knew that at least the strength of his own attack was probably no longer inferior to his father. Even if the rest of the people were not as powerful as that person, they had gathered so much power of soul cultivation. No matter who the representatives of the twelve clans came, they would probably not be able to get this good.

In addition, the noble Lord of Thunder is still following... Count Dracula couldn't help but silently slimly lit a wax for those guys who might not have eyes for death. He was looking forward to a compatriot who was even more miserable than he had encountered at that time! Looking at others as unlucky as him, even more unlucky than himself, it is definitely a thing that makes people feel much more comfortable. It's not me who is unlucky, at least this is a psychological balance.

Wait a minute, no, how could Song know...

Count Dracula finally reacted later, opened his eyes wide and looked at Jian'er in shock.

"Ah, Xuan Yi next to me was a little curious." Jian'er looked calm and sold Xuan Yi directly without any guilt. She didn't remember that people just followed her orders. "But don't worry, although the others are a little more curious like Xuan Yi, they are still quite sensible. They will say what they should say, and their mouths have always been very tight and will not talk nonsense."

What does it mean to say what should be said, and what should be said belong to something that should not be said? Count Dracula wants to go crazy! Dear, can you explain your definition standards in more detail?!

However, although Earl Dracula was not on the surface at this time, she could not help but feel secretly shocked in private. You should know that the people from the twelve clans were all hidden in their bodies, and when they arrived, most of Jian'er had gone out (here to treat our cute little Vinson), but now it seems that all this can't be hidden from this person's eyes.

Satan and my Lord are above. The representatives of these twelve clans are all good at hiding people. If they do not contact them on their own initiative, they may not be able to discover their form. But how did Song discover it? Could it be that when she left, someone else was sent to monitor it? No, it should be impossible. They did not find anything wrong here, and they should not have sent to monitor it.

But if there was no surveillance, how could Song know that the representatives of the twelve clans came together? Song Zhi met by chance? No, it was impossible. After the representatives of the twelve clans arrived, they had been in the room for a moment and never left. It should be impossible to meet Jian'er. But if it weren't for the encounter, how did Song know all this?

She also knew that her father met with the representatives of the twelve clans yesterday, and her father also rejected the unreasonable request of the twelve clans. How did she know this?

Couldn't Song send someone to follow me too?!

No, it is impossible! As soon as this thought arose, Count Dracula couldn't help but knock it down by himself. He was touched so close, but no one (including his father) discovered it... This is absolutely impossible! If this is the truth, if the person was not thinking about eavesdropping on something, but trying to assassinate... The cold sweat instantly soaked Count Dracula's back and didn't dare to think further.

At this time, Count Dracula felt even more sympathetic to those people with bad intentions. He could not say that those guys thought they were secretly planning, just like they were in the sun in front of this person, and everything was already known in detail.

"However, I have another question, which is quite difficult to talk about." Speaking of this, Jian'er slid her temples with some worries.

"What's the problem?" This time it was Dracula's turn to be nervous, afraid that he would hear something from Jian'er that he was not happy to see.

"Well, you know, we have been getting along very happily during this period. Whether it is Prince Donald or you, I believe you will not plot against me." Jian'er smiled slightly.

"That's natural. Although I dare not say that I am a good person, I am not the one who repays grudges with grudges. If you have any questions, please ask." Earl Dracula was sure in his heart. Earl Dracula could be said to be the blood clan who deals with Jane the most. But the more he gets along, the more he discovers that this person is unfathomable. It is not a fun thing to make such a person hate, especially if he misunderstood, he will directly contact the grudges with grudges with grudges. That is definitely an offense to death. As long as it doesn't matter to death, what does it have to do with others' life or death?

"You know, although Prince Donald had many protections in his conversations with the blood clans who came, this person's heart is always the most difficult to understand. Before he hits the south wall, there will always be those who are not very arrogant and want to try their skills and get lucky." Jian'er's words were not sarcastic, but just stated a fact. "There are a few of the people who came here, and I heard from Xuan Yi that there are still some who are quite good at it..."

When he said this, Count Dracula turned red without a trace, and Jian'er's words were a bit emphatic.

"Where do I, you know, although it's easy to talk, it's not the one who's slapped in the left face. Instead, he stretched his right face over to seek a balanced masochist. If there's really a blind eye to come to the door... I'm not polite if you offend me. The fist and legs are sturdy, and the swords are blind. If someone doesn't pay attention and can't stop his hand, you have to be forgiven." Jian'er directly said the ugly words before. He Shin-chan and his judgment, those guys who looked like a little white rabbit under Prince Donald's nose were not so kind when they were afraid of others. She had to give a vaccination for the possible conflict in a while.
Chapter completed!