Bai Chuwei was slightly stunned, with a smile on her white and flawless face. She turned around gently and brought out a breeze. She smiled and Qianxi looked at the person who came: "I should ask you this? Why are you here?"

Duan Xiuqi was still like in his memory. Although he was about to be forty, his face seemed to have taken preservatives, which made people difficult to tell his age.

Duan Xiuqi stared at her, her eyes fell on the custom ring circle on her left ring finger. Her expression seemed to be filled with thousands of words, but said, "I'm here to be a guest."

Guest?

Bai Chuwei snorted lightly, her eyes became cold for a moment, and her tone became unpleasant: "Are you visiting the Vampire's Lair? Do you really think I'm such a teenage girl so easy to cheat?!"

The old ancestors have seen more routines than the salt he has eaten together in his lifetime!

He has lived in the ancient castle of the Blood Clan as a star these days. What he is thinking about can she not know?

Before Duan Xiuqi could explain, Bai Chuwei walked to the wine rack and pulled out a bottle of red wine of some years and said in a low voice: "The blood clan is not as good as expected. It has longevity and great strength, but it is no longer considered human, and it cannot even be seen by the sun."

Even in Western mythology, the blood clan is a very embarrassing group. They are neither human nor monsters, and are considered to be devilish by Westerners.

Tong Qingyan wants to be a thing that is neither human nor evil, but her ancestors don’t care about it. Whatever she loves is her business.

Tong Qingyan is the heroine of this book, and the halo of the heroine is above her head. Do you, Duan Xiuqi, dare to play with a supporting character in the book? Are you not afraid of your life being played?

Bai Chuwei lowered her eyes and asked Duan Feihan on the other side of the camera: "How is this bottle?"

Duan Feihan: "Well, it's OK."

Through the mainland ocean, Duan Feihan suddenly spoke: "San brother, come back to China."

Duan Xiuqi pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly.

Returning to China?

When I return to China to see her be my sister-in-law? It would be better to wander abroad.

And... his visit to the ancient castle of the Blood Clan was not just that purpose.

Bai Chuwei glanced at Wuming a few times, took off a few bottles of red wine from the wine rack, and said to the other side: "Hanhan, I will return to China in two days."

After hanging up the WeChat video call, Bai Chuwei suddenly grabbed Duan Xiuqi's sleeve and pulled it out.

Wuming stood in front of the wine rack and suddenly showed a faint smile.

Sure enough, any routine that could be seen through in front of her.

It’s useless to play tricks with Bai Chuwei.

Bai Chuwei put the selected bottles of red wine into her space spirit weapon and looked at Duan Xiuqi with a little helplessness: "It is the blood clan castle revealed by the Demon Realm, right?"

Duan Xiuqi nodded after a few seconds of silence.

"The Demon Realm revealed that the blood clan leader's heart is a potion for curing diseases."

Before coming to this castle, he had already thought that he would obtain it even if he paid the price of his life.

Bai Chuwei had two hands behind her back, and the breeze blew her hair, just as smart as Chuchu saw her more than 20 years ago.

Bai Chuwei said, "My heart disease gradually disappeared after Duan Feihan appeared, so go back to China and live for yourself in the future, and don't do it for me anymore."

Just in the past, she thought about getting elixirs all day long, but when she had more and more contact with Duan Feihan, her heart disease gradually disappeared quietly.

In this world, except Duan Feihan, no one can wait for her.
Chapter completed!