A group of Shi Shiran left. Expensive leather shoes knocked on the floor that could be seen in the light.
Edward was in no hurry. He slowly strolled through this magnificent church and organized his thoughts again.
In anything, we must constantly check and fill in the gaps, so that we can keep up with the changes in things.
"He didn't do it, one was concerned about his identity. Two... and most importantly, he didn't want to make another enemy when the situation in Philadelphia was so tense."
"Unfortunately... He never dreamed that it was the lord of a country who came."
He smiled and left the church quickly. Called a car directly and drove to Chinatown.
Matthew lives here.
"Tonight... It's a good day to start..." He looked up at the sky, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was already covered with overcast clouds. Presumably, tonight was the night of the dark spirits' favorite rainstorm.
A gift from nature, enough to erase all traces.
… … … … … … …
There was a knock on the door, and in the bed, a figure trembled with fright, and then pulled the quilt to death, screaming in a trembling voice: "Who!!"
"The messenger of the sea and the stars." The voice outside the door was hoarse.
Matthew was stunned, then jumped up immediately and opened the door.
The apartment is not very well lit, but it does get some light. However... At this moment, outside the gate, it was as if entering the middle of the night at twelve o'clock, it was pitch black.
Invisible Yin Qi rolled, and six figures stood in it. All of them were wearing black cloaks, and the leader, with two ghost fires ignited under the cloak, said hoarsely, "The god of death bless you."
Matthew fell down as if he had lost his strength, and then desperately pulled the other side's shirt, almost crying and said, "You guys are here... You are finally here! I knew that the three gods of death would not ignore me!"
The six figures said nothing. directly into the room. A figure looked at the chaotic room and the crumpled sheets, and sneered: "Matthew, are you afraid of this?"
Matthew had already retracted back into the bed, covered himself with the sheets, looked around nervously, and trembled: "He's coming... I can feel it! He's coming!"
"That terrifying being has arrived in this city!! He... he is looking for me! He must be looking for me!!"
"Matthew!" A burly figure snorted coldly and said, "Look at you!"
"You are also a ghost. Although my lord has not fully ascended to the throne of God, and you do not yet have the status of a sinister, it will be sooner or later. You are the one who is throwing my lord! Pay attention to your image!"
Matthew laughed.
He laughed like crying, tilted his head and looked at the crowd: "Hehe... that sounds so nice..."
"Have you ever tried... that feeling of facing the mountains, the sea, and the starry night sky?"
"He is a devil... an unsurpassable being! He even impresses me more than the three Lords!! Can you understand the feeling of being remembered by such a monster! Ah!!"
"I was asked to hide in the Masonic Church before, now!? Now I can only live in Chinatown!! Do you know how unsafe it is here!"
The leading figure pressed the button, and Matthew's roar disappeared instantly. The Yin Qi floated under his feet, his body did not move, he was already close to Matthew, and he said word by word, "Lord Brando, come to the cathedral in person."
"Even so, we have sent six great Caribbean envoys to protect you. One marquis, five earls. In times of crisis, you can send a letter to Lord Brando at any time. What else do you want?"
"Stay quiet. If you weren't Matthew, you'd be blown away just because you dared to yell at the Marquis just now."
He waved and undid the mute. Matthew looked ashen, finally gritted his teeth, got into the sheet and never spoke again.
The room fell silent, and the six figures turned into a yin wind and disappeared. Time passed by minute by minute.
At six o'clock, the bells rang throughout the city. Every corner, whether it is still light or not, the lights are all on.
At eight o'clock, the torrential rain that had been brewing all day poured down.
Nine o'clock, ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock... At the moment when twelve o'clock struck, the TV in the room suddenly turned on.
Matthew Huo Ran sat up from the bed and looked at the TV tremblingly.
I'm coming! The other party is still here!
He, he can't feel the existence of the marquis and earls here? Or... Or is the other party stronger than you imagined
"Don't panic!" In all directions, one after another figure remembered that six pairs of ghost fires appeared out of nowhere, staring at the TV.
The TV is a snow pattern, and soon, it becomes clear.
It was an earthen building.
Under the huge banyan tree, a woman with disheveled hair was playing a pipa, and a very sad voice sounded from her hair: "Lang is in the place of your heart, and when the concubine is in a broken heart, the grievances are full of grievances, and it is not easy to meet and separate easily. …”
With her singing, the temperature in the whole room became lower and lower. And Matthew has been biting the sheet tightly, and his whole body is shaking.
brush! At this moment, the woman in the TV, a scarlet eye suddenly lit up in her hair, and a pale face stretched out under the tangled hair, showing dark teeth, and stretched out a hand in front of the TV: "I ... come... pick you up..."
"What a strong resentment!" In the void, a voice shocked: "And... it turns out to be a ghost of the Chinese kingdom? Why!?"
"Ask for help immediately!!"
A robin flew out suddenly, and at the same time, the windows were all opened, and the strong wind and rain poured in frantically. Just as the robin was about to fly out, it seemed to hit something and screamed and turned to ashes.
"Restriction!" "How could it be possible! We didn't feel at all, where did this restriction come from!?" "When was it set up? A high-level messenger from China arrived? Why didn't we receive a notification?" "Damn it. Protect Matthew!!"
The last sentence woke up all the evil men, and they appeared from the void at the same time. Surprisingly found...
Just when they looked at the TV screen, Matthew's quilt seemed to have life, and he was firmly entangled to death! He couldn't make a sound, he could only struggle to make a muffled groan.
And that bed... was like a bottomless abyss, and Matthew was about to be swallowed!
brush! There was no time to think about it, six whips flew out of the void at the same time, tied Matthew's arm tightly, and desperately lifted him up.
However…
Useless!
"Damn it! What kind of realm is the person here!?" The emissary headed finally couldn't help it, and screamed: "My Marquis's power entered it, and it was completely swallowed up! This, this is definitely not the strength that a Marquis should have. !!"
Kalala! The whip wrapped around Matthew's bones, and he groaned wildly as he was restrained by the sheet. An emissary looked around: "Your Excellency! Do you really want to be enemies with the Caribbean Sea and Freemasonry?!"
no answer.
But the bed completely turned into a huge crack in hell, and countless Yin Qi vines entangled Matthew, pulling him down desperately.
"Sir!! You are provoking the entire America!!" "Let him go! We promise you any request!!" "If you dare to do anything to him, the three gods of death will not let you go!"
Missteps... so missteps!
Brando reminded them and even gave them permission to ask for help. However, he thought that the other party was the Earl at most. After all... Dukes have a lot.
But now... now!
The voice of Kakaka clenched his teeth and sounded from under the cloak of the leading eunuch. The arm bones that exposed the cloak rattled desperately, and the meridians burst out.
No matter how you look at it now, it's all bad people!
And... it turned out to be a high-ranking evil in China! They... As soon as they returned to the world, they were about to intervene in the internal affairs of the new continent
"Your Excellency... are you really disregarding the face of the God of Death in the New World?!" He almost desperately shouted angrily.
"Oh?" At this moment, a leisurely voice sounded from behind all the emissaries.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
After 0.1 second, the heads of all the yin men turned 180 degrees in an instant. I haven't said what I want to say, but I saw... the most gorgeous and final picture in my life.
At some point, a young man was already standing in the void.
Wearing a black dragon robe, his long hair was blown up by the night rain and the strong wind, and a sword was slowly drawn out of his hand.
All the ghosts that shine on the ground have nowhere to hide. It shone so brightly that the ghost fires in their eyes were three meters high, and they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
"Huaguo...Yan Luo..." After half a second, a yin errand fell to the ground and muttered to himself like crazy: "How is it possible... how is it possible?!"
"It's not..."
brush!
A little cold mang, galloping fast!
The six heads flew up in unison, screaming in the air, turning into yin, and collapsing in the room.
"All dead, there is no face."
The next moment, Qin Ye's figure suddenly disappeared, and the bed completely swallowed Matthew. The whole room was empty.
I don't know how long it took. Suddenly there was a dull sound of dong dong dong, the number was probably dozens or hundreds.
These sounds resounded on the roof and walls, like monsters flying over the eaves. After more than ten seconds, there was a clatter, the window was smashed into pieces, and a behemoth suddenly appeared in the room.
That is... a werewolf that is more than three meters tall!
Even in the room, you have to lean down. Its pupils are burning with golden ghost fires, and countless yin qi rolls in its interlaced teeth. The whole body is covered with black setae, and dark red talismans are hidden under the black hair.
By the window, more than a dozen werewolf heads were already looking at the room in horror.
"Lord Brando... This..." A werewolf said in disbelief, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Brando's frantic voice: "Look!!!"
"Find it for me immediately!! Even if Philadelphia is turned over!! Find Matthew's whereabouts!!"
"Also... go to St. Paul's Cathedral immediately!! Don't care what the world thinks! I will be responsible for the affairs of the world! Surround St. Paul's Cathedral and protect the rift of time!! Anyone who dares to approach, no matter who they are, will be killed!!"
A werewolf disappeared in the rainy night.
Brando's huge body reluctantly paced the room, and finally turned into a human form. Gritting his teeth, he looked at the empty space next to him: "Damn it! Did you find it out!?"
Brush la la... Countless overcast winds gathered from all directions, twisting into a figure in a black suit.
A handsome face, about twenty-six or seven years old, pale and blood-red. The blond hair was curled down, and he shook his head gently: "I can't find it."
"It seems... there is still the smell of the Chinese Yama. But you know, it's impossible. We don't have an entry notice from the Chinese Yama. And...the new continent is not taken seriously by them at all. How could it be possible for the Chinese Yama to visit in person."
"I suspect..." He paused and licked his lips: "It was the rebels who made the move... so the suspicion was set up, or... an unwilling god of death made the move and put the blame on China."
Brando gritted his teeth and said, "What now?"
"You made the right choice." The man stroked his long hair: "The person who captured Matthew will soon know the secret that we have buried for hundreds of years. Then... he will definitely go to that place."
"We... just need to wait quietly for him."
Brando's face was gloomy: "Then what?"
"It's best if you can talk. You know I don't like violence." The man's voice was instantly cold: "Can't... kill it on the spot!"
"This is a crucial step, and no one will be disturbed! For this reason, we vampires can stand on the same side as you beasts! Whoever dares to reach out... I will kill anyone!"