Chapter 905:

This hall is very large, covering more than 1,000 square meters. At this time, in the hall, there are loud voices - there are clowns spraying flames, there are also girls with masks performing cartilage exercises, and even - there are many more The graceful ladies wearing masks wanted to come and hook up with this handsome young man Zhou Ye.

But the hands they stretched out were all blocked by Zhou Ye without a trace... Zhou Ye didn't have much interest in these female vampires who were very messy. His goal tonight was to sit like puppets. The most prominent beauties at the ball, those three beauties who are about to become vampire brides.

Chapter 1274

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In the center of the stage, a group of musicians were playing fast-paced music. The music seemed gloomy and weird, but in this brightly lit hall, it was unexpectedly in tune.

"Gentlemen, ladies..." Dracula wore a red dress and stood in the center of the stage - as he spoke, the sound of the musicians behind him became almost silent, and all the guests in the hall were chatting They all stopped their actions and faced the pig's feet at the dance today, Count Dracula.

"Today, I will marry Miss Verona of the Ivana family, Miss Allera of the Albernashu family, and Miss Mariska of the Ceauses family..." After Dracula finished saying this, After a pause, he said sarcastically: "Of course, given our special status, I won't invite priests who claim to be servants of God to officiate my wedding... Because I'm afraid those guys have just come here, I can't stop peeing my pants..."

"Hahaha…"

"Lord Count is so funny..."

"I don't think those guys would ever officiate a vampire wedding..."

"Hahaha... That's right, those hypocritical guys..."

"How dare they come here??"

For a time, the whole hall was full of laughter and mockery, as if a group of demons were dancing wildly—

The three beautiful girls who were about to become vampire brides sitting in front of the stage couldn't help trembling all over...

Especially Verona, as the daughter of a small nobleman, although her beautiful name has spread all over Romania, but now this beauty has brought her unimaginable bad luck...

She still can't believe what happened that day...

It is because of her beauty that her family has benefited a lot. Many young nobles who claim to be the handsome man of the Romanian Principality have fallen under her beauty. Verona originally thought that she would choose a satisfactory husband. , and live happily ever after.

But, at her bar mitzvah, everything changed...

On that day, Dracula's men, armed with swords, snatched her from the bar mitzvah...

On weekdays, those young and handsome men who claim to protect her and love her all their lives are shaking like grass chickens. In the face of Count Dracula's subordinates, no one dares to stand up, even, even. I dare not say a word to stop...

It was not until she was brought to the castle by Count Dracula's men, and after meeting the other two sisters, that Verona learned through conversation that the three of them had almost similar experiences. Because of the strict family education, even the first words are still preserved, that is to say, they are all first daughters through and through—

To tell the truth, at that time-Verona was really terrified, because in the legend, the vampire's favorite thing is the blood of the first daughter...

This guess made the three girls look pale with fright.

Until - at night, after being subjected to witchcraft, they were carried to the stage in this hall...

Originally—they thought they would be sucked dry by the legendary vampire... But now—Dracula's remarks made them all slightly relieved, at least they held on to their lives...

Don't blame them for being cowardly - after all, with their three weak skills, it is not easy to hold their lives in the hands of vampires. Compared with life, other things are not impossible to give up...

But what is a common saying? Get Longwangshu - get some, want more...

Although, now Verona is sure that his life safety has been guaranteed, but—if there is another man to save him at this time, it will be even better... Just like in fairy tales, when the princess is in distress, there is always someone The prince saves each other - they also want to hope that there is a prince who can save them.

Leaving aside these three girls who are waiting for the prince to save them... just Count Dracula.

He watched with satisfaction as the guests under the stage mocked the church and cursed God... To him, it was like the most beautiful music in the world.

However, if he continues to listen, I am afraid that his wedding will have to be postponed... Thinking of this, Count Dracula gently raised his left hand and made a stop motion...

Immediately—the guests who attended the banquet under the stage stopped their words. In the entire hall, apart from the faint music on the stage, almost no other sound could be heard...

Count Dracula nodded with satisfaction, "Although I can't ask those god's lackeys to preside over my wedding, but-the wedding process that should be there is still necessary..."

Having said this, Count Dracula glanced at the guests under the stage and shouted, "Today, I am marrying these three beautiful girls. Does anyone in the audience have any objection??"

In the eyes of Count Dracula, asking this sentence is purely a formality... Under the stage, almost all of his descendants are descendants. How could anyone disagree? How dare they? ?

However, something unexpected happened to Count Dracula—

"I—have an objection!"

The loud voice stunned Count Dracula...

As the voice sounded - the crowd in the hall automatically separated to the left and right, revealing a tall figure... It was none other than Zhou Ye.

Those separated vampires were not afraid of Zhou Ye, but of Count Dracula. They were afraid that they would be implicated by this voice...

"Who are you??" Count Dracula asked with a solemn expression, looking at the handsome young man walking slowly towards him.

"Well - who am I?? That's a good question..." Zhou Ye walked with a smile and replied, "Some people call me an executioner, some people say I'm a devil, and some people just want to curse me to hell. …Of course, some people love me, some call me a saint who walks in the world, and some people say that I am Jehovah’s agent on earth. Of course, I don’t recognize these titles—because—I am who I am, I am No...cough...Zhou Ye!"

Damn, I almost gave [different fireworks] out of my mouth... Ma Dan's, jokes hurt people...

Zhou Ye touched his chin in embarrassment...

"Sheng Ye - Your Majesty...???" Count Dracula was stunned when he heard Zhou Ye's name...

He still remembered that when he was still a devout Christian, he had heard the deeds of this crowned prince.

This kind of holy relic made the young man's heart surge, and he wanted to leave everything in the family behind and go to France for a pilgrimage... However, in the end, because of the opening of the holy war, he had to go to the front line, and the pilgrimage to France had to stop there...

Today, he finally witnessed the holy face of this saint, but—in the case that he has turned his back on God... This has to be said, it is too ironic. "Your Majesty - are you here to destroy me??"

Chapter 1275

"Destroy you? Why destroy you? Did you offend me??" Zhou Ye asked curiously when he heard Dracula's words.

"Your honor..." Count Dracula asked cautiously—"Why are you here?"

Of course he knew that if anyone came out and claimed that he was Zhou Ye, he acted so cowardly, and he really lost his identity. But, he really didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't dare to gamble that the Zhou Ye in front of him was fake. of…

You know, according to rumors, this saint walking on the ground is not a good-tempered person. Above his title of saint, he bears tens of thousands of wronged souls of the French army... It can be said that Zhou Ye's title of saint is not because of how he is. Humble, how kindly he does things - his title is all about killing.

No matter how conceited Count Dracula is, he doesn't think he can kill tens of thousands of French troops alone, let alone tens of thousands of French troops, thousands of French troops are enough...

"Oh... I'm here for these three beautiful young ladies..." Zhou Ye said as he pointed at the three girls who were sitting in front of the stage like puppets and dressed in costumes. Suddenly, the three girls felt their limbs. Once you are conscious again, you can listen to your brain's commands again.

As soon as the three girls regained their mobility, they hurriedly rushed in front of Zhou Ye, knelt down in unison, hugged Zhou Ye by one leg, and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty, please save us..."

The black-haired Verona Ivana had no legs to hug because she moved a step too slowly, so she had to hug Zhou Ye's left hand, begging with a mournful expression: "Your Majesty... we don't want to. To be his bride... please, save us..."

"Don't worry... I'm here to take you all..." Zhou Ye said with a smile while enjoying a full range of ball massage.

I have to say, these three vampire brides are really predictable... In other words, is it really so powerful for different races? Zhou Ye felt as if he had never encountered a ball below D in Europe. Europe is such a good place...