He licked the blood stains on his mouth little by little. The vampire looked at Fernan below and raised his chin: "So this time, you still couldn't kill me in the weak period."

Its accent is very authentic, with only a few words with a hint of accent.

Hearing this sentence, Fenan was stunned, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Is it another problem left behind by backtracking?

How long has that guy in a windbreaker been in this world?

"The wind is so strong, aren't you cold on it?"

He shook the steel pipe in his hand and asked at him with a smile. Fei Nan secretly spread his mind.

"You still don't like this unequal way of conversation."

The vampire slowly fell down and stood in front of Fei Nan, with an elegant posture.

With a casual wave, the dean's body on the side instantly turned into ashes and drifted away in the wind.

"So, how do you plan to seal me this time?"

It spread its hands and looked at Fernan with interest.

"Why can't it be killing you?"

Fernan asked back, and at the same time realized that this guy was sealed here by the guy in a windbreaker.

“Because you’ve tried it many times.”

The vampire's hands were closed and placed at her waist. If it weren't for the fangs at her mouth and the blood on her body, it would be like a clergyman when she looked at her holy posture in the priest's robe.

But under the shadow of the church, its eyes were scarlet and bloody, and it looked quite a sense of dislocation of light and evil intertwined.

"Why do you remember me?"

While asking about it, Fernan used the skill of using it to steal chickens.

But the result is obvious, he failed.

“For eternal life is a curse.”

The vampire answered him: "It makes me float towards a fallen leaf, floating in the long river of time, unable to escape, and can only go with the flow and enjoy endless torture."

"Isn't this quite awesome?"

Fenan smiled and quietly used the skill of observing words and expressions.

This time it was successful, but he unexpectedly discovered that the vampire on the other side did not want to kill him.

"If you like it, I can help you own it."

The vampire smiled, revealing two sharp canine teeth.

“No need.”

Fernan shook his head, then asked curiously: "Why don't you want to kill me?"

"Because I can't kill it."

It looked at Fernan's neck, sighed and shook his head: "I haven't tried it, but aren't you standing in front of me yet?"

It turns out that I don’t want to kill, but I can’t kill it!

Fernan nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, when you have a return stone, as long as you cannot kill him in a flash, he can start over through time back to avoid danger.

But the consequences are also very serious, that is, they fall into the vortex of time and space and cannot escape.

He himself couldn't explain which one was more important.

It is not good to die, but it seems that the virtue of a man who is trapped in a vortex of time and space mixed into a windbreaker is of no sense.

"So, this time, what are you going to do?"

The vampire looked at him and curled the corner of her mouth: "She has been killed by me. Is there any way you can reseal me?"

Fernan was silent, his heart was heavy.

When this guy hadn't recovered from his state before, he had no choice but to deal with him. Now that he has recovered from his state, how can he fight?

Do you still have to go back?

While thinking, Fernan threw out the last skill to try his luck.

However, the next second, he was stunned.

bite!

The stole master has successfully used his skill skills and has stolen his natal skills - withered.

A prompt came from the system interface, and his skills of stealing skills were actually successful!

Natal skill? What is this?

Looking closely, Fenan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Withering (native skill): The natal skill of the vampire Count Ruth, which can exert multiple debuffs on the target after use.

Effect: 1, reduce the target all attributes by 10%, and continue to reduce to 80% within the next 21 minutes.

2. Make the target in a vulnerable state. When it is in a vulnerable state, all damage effects taken by the target will be increased by 10%, and will continue to increase to 80% within the next 21 minutes.

3. Increase the target aging rate by 10%, and increase the aging rate by 10% every 30 minutes thereafter.

Skill Duration: 72 hours.

Skill cooldown: 365 days.

Warm reminder: Please do not use it on yourself in any special circumstances.

...

Damn it!

A magical skill!

Is this the natal skill?

No wonder the man in the windbreaker tried so many times and couldn't kill this vampire.

With this skill in hand, who can beat it?

Is this a terrifying effect?

The cooling time is a bit long.

However, if such a perverted skill has a shorter cooling time, wouldn’t it be invincible?

It can actually accelerate aging, it’s just a matter of killing anyone!

But then again, the man in the windbreaker was able to seal this guy with this skill, which was indeed terrifying!

The vampire count named Ruth did not realize that his proud natal skills were stolen. He still looked at Fernan calmly, wanting to appreciate his appearance that he could not kill him but could not kill him.

But Fernan looked strange and his expression changed, making it a little confused.

"call!"

Fei Nan breathed a sigh of relief, "Seal you? Forget it, it's too troublesome. This time, I'll kill you directly."

With a smile, Ruth wanted to say something, but suddenly her expression changed suddenly!

The familiar feeling of weakness made him instantly understand what state he was in.

"roar!"

It roared in an instant, and its sharp fangs burst out and rushed towards Fernan directly.

"Why do you wither?!Why?!"

It was shocked and angry, and its body was as fast as lightning, and it rushed to Fei Nan in an instant.

Having prepared for a long time, Fernan had already added a can of holy water in his hand, which was sent to his mouth, took a big mouthful, and squirted it out, hitting the face of Earl Ruth.

"ah!!"

It was like a hot molten iron sprayed on its face, and countless black spots appeared on its face instantly and began to rot.

All the gain skills are fully opened, and Fei Nan instantly piles up the attributes to the limit, uses the magical movements to change, and quickly retreats.

With pierced eyelids, Count Ruth stared at Fernan's figure and stretched out his right hand.

withered!

It was like being shackled in an instant. Fei Nan's foot was slow and he felt that he was carrying hundreds of pounds of heavy objects on his body, which was very uncomfortable.

Swish!

Earl Ruth quickly chased behind him, and clutched his claws to the back of his neck.

Whoosh!

A red line flew out from the side at the critical moment, instantly wrapped around Fenan's waist, and the other end was held in the hand of the Taoist Master Yimei who was rushing to the scene.

With a forceful pull, Fernan flew to the right and barely avoided the grab.

"roar!"

Earl Rus landed on the ground, roared angrily, changed direction directly, and rushed over to Fernan.

"ah!"

Ahao held a wooden stick and shouted and rushed towards Count Ruth.

"Don't!"

In the air, Fei Nan moved the eighteen palms of the dragon taking off and landing. He slapped out with a move of the dragon with regret. The real dragon energy surged out and hit Ah Hao's chest.

But he didn't spit out, but just took Ah Hao aside.

With the strength of Count Ruth, Ah Hao came up and just died.
Chapter completed!