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Silence, darkness, surrounded by a manic depression, a candle light lit up, the flames appeared an unknown bright red, and it was like blood burning.

Dada, dada...

The sound of leather shoes echoed in this terrifying space, like a drum, like thunder, stepping on the heart of a person, whimpering... With the sound of footsteps, the sound of flames fluttering, one after another, lit up, forming a path that extends to the darker depths.

Under the bloody flame light, a figure was pulled into a very narrow and long position.

The owner of the figure stopped for a moment, as if he was hesitating, but he/she finally walked forward and entered the depths reflected by the blood candlelight.

"Ancestor..."

A slightly thick, obviously the voice of a middle-aged man, he was the master of the footsteps just now.

He was dressed in a very exquisite white suit, and he had never had a trace of dust. He must have been dressed up for a long time. He bent down, bent deeply, and bowed deeply to a bright red coffin placed in front of him.

“…”

Silence, after a long period of shocking silence, a very hoarse voice that could not be distinguished from men and women sounded. The sound was not loud, but there was a strange magic that filled the entire space.

"Is this the only thing?..."

"Is it the only one you are?"

"Sad, it's a pity that the once Night Clan, the once glorious and arrogant Night Clan, has fallen to this point. Hahahaha... This is really ridiculous. Hahahahaha..."

Disappointment, ridicule, and eventually turn into that kind of madness, which just makes people unable to breathe just by listening.

The laughter is getting louder and louder, filling the space around it. The bright red candlelight shakes wildly, like a dancer who devotes his life to his heart.

Finally, the laughter gradually faded away, and a huge black shadow reflected on the wall in the candlelight, while the human-shaped black shadow had a pair of huge bat wings reflected.

Blood Moon, a pair of blood-moon-like pupils slowly opened. The black shadow looked at the middle-aged man who was bent down deep below and stared quietly, while the middle-aged man did not dare to move at all, maintaining his original movements, his face covered in cold sweat.

"Oh……"

After a long time, a sarcastic chuckle broke through the silence.

"The blood clan bloodline that is less than one thousandth is praised by a bastard."

"Sorry, Lord Ancestor..."

The middle-aged man with a cold sweat on his face bowed respectfully again, looking extremely frightened, but the black shadow shouted coldly.

"Shut up! I don't want to be called an ancestor by a disgusting thing like you."

“…”

Silence, after this sentence of the black shadow, this person shut up. The surroundings fell into silence, only the candlelight was swaying, and cold sweat continued to remain along the middle-aged man's forehead. It gathered on his chin, ticking like the eaves in the rain falling into the water.

Fear, yes, the middle-aged man is scared, feared.

If his flawless and white suit is placed outside, people with eyes and knowledge can recognize it at a glance. It is the world's largest clothing manufacturer that produces only one piece a year. Each one is priced at tens of millions of dollars, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

Such a piece of clothing is enough to show how successful this middle-aged man is in society. However, at this moment, he is scared, yes, from the heart and from the blood.

"Tell me, your name."

In less than five minutes, however, for middle-aged men, it was longer than five years. The black shadow finally spoke. He or she calmed down and asked the middle-aged men's name.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and he couldn't help but relax. However, as soon as he relaxed, his body was still tightly tense. Once again, he bowed deeply.

"Missing Yuki Tsukimura,..."

"Haha, there is still something good at all. At least I didn't throw away the surname Yuecun. Are you the patriarch of the Yuecun clan now?"

"Yes,……"

"Haha, something that was not even cannon fodder a thousand years ago. Such bloodlines could actually become the leader of the Ye clan."

"I disappoint you,..."

"Okay, since fate has allowed me to wake up from my endless sleep, it is to let Yezhi clan reign in the world. Seeing Xiong in Yuecun... Oh, the leader of Yezhi clan will let you take it in front of you. Now tell me about the situation and the situation of the Time and Space Administration."

"Space and Time Administration?"

Middle-aged men, no, at this time, should be called Mitsuo Tsukimura. He showed a puzzled expression, obviously he had never heard of this term.

"Hahaha……"

After laughing, the black shadow smiled again, the strange sound kept echoing, as if an inexplicable power was filled with the sound.

Suddenly, Yuemura saw that Xiong's face turned pale, puff... He vomited a lot of blood, and felt weak all over his body and kneeled on the ground.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

"As the leader of Ye Yi clan, he didn't know the Time and Space Administration, he didn't know the culprit that led to the decline of Ye Yi clan... But forget it, it's probably because he didn't know that he made your bloodline survive until now."

"..., I will try my best to investigate, please rest assured."

"Investigation? No need. Since you don't know, then I guess the Space-Time Administration is hiding deeply in this world. For you who have no power, you are delusional to get in touch with them."

It really was moody, the shadow calmed down again, but the hoarse voice gave people a gentlemanly and convincing feeling.

Charming? Maybe it's right. After this sentence, Mitsuki Tsukimura was like a sinful minister who was forgiven by the monarch in ancient times, kowtowing and bowing one after another.

"Get up, no matter what your bloodline is, you are at least under the title of the patriarch of Ye clan."

"Yes!"

"My awakening, I think everyone who has the bloodline of the Ye Yi clan has already felt it. Just like you, go and call all the members of the Ye Yi clan."

...

Ding bell! The crisp sound of wind chimes.

Zheng Yu pushed the door open and walked into a cafe with very exquisite and elegant decoration.

"Welcome to the Green House."

A woman with long brown hair and exquisite work clothes quickly came out. She was very mature in temperament but looked particularly young.

Takamachi Taozi, the moment she saw her, Zheng Yu recognized her identity. Who made her the protagonist's mother? A dark color flashed deep in her eyes. After looking at Takamachi Taozi, she judged her age, and Zheng Yu almost knew the time point at this moment.

"Give me a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, thank you."

Zheng Yu sat in an empty seat, flipped through the menu handed over by Taozi Takamachi and said.

“I want a strawberry sundae.”

Sitting across from Zheng Yu, Yan Zhiqiao said.

Yan Zhiqiao is in the same group as Zheng Yu, Youling Yameng and Love Cai. Zheng Yu chose such a group. After all, only Zheng Yu and Youling Yameng are familiar with the plot of the Magic Girl.

Youling Yameng and Love Nai were arranged by Zheng Yu to explore the way to attack the chest demon Eight God Qifeng, and he and Yan Zhiqiao came to Cuiwu.

"Sir, it's a new face. It's the first time I've seen it."

Tatsumachi Momoko made records skillfully while chatting with Zheng Yu.

"Yes, the first time I came to Haiming City, I used to study in China."

"Huaxia? Mr. Huaxia is actually from China! So is this lady?"

Although Yan Zhiqiao has a loli-faced and loli-shaped figure, her temperament is different. A mother-like figure like Taoko Takamachi can easily distinguish Yan Zhiqiao's age.

"Well, too, I'm here to accompany this guy to travel! If this guy hadn't been crying and begging me, I wouldn't have come, hum!"

Hey hey hey, this is a setting outside the script!

It’s okay if you are arrogant, don’t talk about anything without it! Zheng Yu glared at Yan Zhiqiao.

Hearing Yan Zhiqiao's words, Takamachi Taozi chuckled and laughed out loud. She looked at Zheng Yu and Yan Zhiqiao.

"The relationship between the two is really good."

"There is no way, who said that this arrogant person is my sister!"

He spread his hands helplessly, Zheng Yu shrugged and answered Takamachi Taozi's words.

"You are the stingy! Your whole family is the stingy! And I am not your sister! Don't recognize relatives!"

"Look..."

"Haha, then please wait a moment, coffee, and strawberry sundae."

"Well... the two are Chinese. Since they are here for traveling in Haiming City, they have come to Cuiwu again. As residents of Haiming City and the store manager of Cuiwu, I have to express my determination to give you two recommended cakes today~"

It is not a very formal cafe, and the clerks are basically their own people, so many things can be decided by themselves. Cuiwu is such a humanized and free cafe. Takamachi Momoko directly decided to say.

"Keye! Ninja! Blue Mountain Coffee, Strawberry Sundae, and a recommended cake in Cuiwu!"

"Okay! Mom."

A young male voice came from the other end of the cafe.

At this moment, a clang, suddenly there was such a sound, as if someone had fallen to the ground.

Tsukimura Ninja, Zheng Yu recognized her identity. Naha's best friend, Tsukimura Suzuka's sister, Sakura's clerk, and the long purple-haired Tsukimura Ninja fell down without warning. All the dishes that were originally holding on her hands fell to the ground and fell into pieces. She looked pale and covered her chest in pain.

"Turn!?Turn! What's wrong with you!"

Kyoya Takamachi and Naha's brother rushed over for a short while (to be continued)
Chapter completed!