The group left with great silence. The expensive leather shoes hit the floor where people can see people's eyes, making a bumpy movement.

Edward was not anxious. He slowly walked through this magnificent and gorgeous church and organized his thoughts again.

In everything, you must constantly check for omissions and fill in the gaps in order to keep up with changes in things.

"He didn't do anything, one was to worry about his identity. The other was... and the most important thing was that he didn't want to make another enemy when the situation in Philadelphia was so tense."

"It's a pity... he never dreamed that the lord of a country came."

He smiled and quickly left the church. He called a car and drove to Chinatown.

Matthew lives here.

"Tonight... is a good day to do something..." He looked up at the sky. It was now three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was covered with clouds. I guess tonight was the night of rain that Yin Ling loved the most.

The gift of nature is enough to erase all traces.

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Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong, knocking on the door sounded, and in the quilt, a figure was so scared that he shook all over. Then he pulled the quilt even more deadly, screaming in a trembling voice: "Who!!"

"The messenger of the sea and the stars." The voice outside the door said hoarsely.

Matthew was stunned for a moment, then jumped up immediately and opened the door.

The light in this apartment is not very good, but it can still be quite bright. However... outside the gate at this moment, it was as if it was entering late at night at twelve o'clock, and it was pitch black.

The invisible yin energy rolled, and six figures stood among them. They were all wearing black cloaks. The leader of the cloak lit two ghost fires under the cloak and said hoarsely: "The God of Death is protecting you."

Matthew fell down as if he was losing his strength, then he tried hard to pull the corner of his clothes and said almost crying: "You are here...you are finally here! I knew that the three gods of death would not ignore me!"

Liudao's figure said nothing and floated into the room directly. A figure looked at the chaotic room and the wrinkled sheets, and sneered: "Matthew, are you afraid of being like this?"

Matthew had retracted himself from the bed, covered himself with a sheet, looked around nervously, and said in a trembling voice: "He is here... I can feel it! He is here!"

"That terrifying existence has arrived in this city!! He...he is looking for me! He must be looking for me!!"

"Matthew!" A burly figure snorted coldly and shouted: "Look at what you look like!"

"You are also a demon. Although my Lord has not yet fully ascended to the throne of God and you have not had a bad identity, it will be sooner or later. You are throwing away my Lord! Pay attention to your image!"

Matthew laughed.

He smiled like crying, and he tilted his head to look at everyone: "Haha... it sounds so nice..."

"Have you tried it... that feeling of facing the mountains, seas, stars and night sky?"

"He is a devil... an insurmountable existence! He even gives me more than three Lords!! Can you understand the feeling of being worried about being such a monster? Ah!!"

"I was asked to hide from the Masonic church before, but now!? Now I can only stay in China Street!! Don't you know how unsafe it is here!"

The figure in the leader pressed, and Matthew's roar disappeared instantly. The yin energy under his feet floated, and his body had not moved. The person had approached Matthew and said word by word: "Sir Brando, come to the Cathedral in person."

"Even so, we have sent six great envoys of the Caribbean to protect you. One marquis and five Counts. You can send a message to Lord Brando at any time in crisis. What else do you want?"

"Stay quietly. If you are not Matthew, just because you dare to roar at the Marquis just now, you will be disheartened."

He waved his hand and unsilenced. Matthew looked as if he was ashen. Finally, he gritted his teeth and crawled into the sheet and never spoke again.

The room became quiet, and the six figures turned into a cold wind and disappeared. Time passed by minute by minute.

At six o'clock, the bell rings throughout the city. Every corner, no

Whether the sky is still bright, all the lights are on.

At eight o'clock, a rainstorm was brewing all day long.

Nine o'clock, ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock... Just as the twelve o'clock ringed, the TV in the room suddenly lit up.

Matthew sat up from the bed and looked at the TV tremblingly.

Here comes... here comes! The other party is still here!

He, he couldn't feel the existence of the Marquis and Earl here? Or... or is the other party stronger than he thought?

"Don't panic!" A series of figures were remembered from all directions, and six pairs of ghost fires appeared out of thin air, staring at the TV.

The TV is made of snowflakes and soon became clear.

It was a dirt building.

Under the huge banyan tree, a woman with disheveled hair was playing a pipa, and a very sad voice sounded from her hair: "When my husband is happy, I am heartbroken, and I am heartbroken, and I am grateful. It is difficult to separate when I meet..."

As she sang, the temperature in the room became lower and lower. Matthew was already biting the bed sheets and his whole body trembled.

Brush! At this moment, the woman on the TV suddenly had a scarlet eye in her hair. Under her messy hair, a pale face stretched out, revealing her black teeth, and stretched out a hand in front of the TV: "I... come... pick you up..."

"What a strong resentment!" A voice in the void said shockingly: "And... it turned out to be a Chinese ghost? Why!?"

“Ask assistance now!!”

A robin flew out suddenly, and at the same time, the windows opened together, and the storm poured in crazily. Just as the robin was about to fly out, it seemed to hit something and screamed and turned into ashes.

"Ban!" "How is it possible! We didn't feel that, where did this come from? " "When was it laid out? A high-level Chinese secretly arrived? Why didn't we receive the notice?" "Damn it! Protect Matthew!!"

The last sentence woke up all the evil people, and they appeared from the void at the same time. Suddenly, they discovered...

Just as they looked at the TV screen, Matthew's quilt seemed to have life, and it actually entangled him to death! He couldn't even make a sound, so he could only struggle and let out a muffled groan.

And that bed... was like a bottomless abyss, and he was about to be swallowed up!

Brush! There was no time to consider. Six whips in the void flew out at the same time, tied Matthew's arm tightly, and lifted him up desperately.

However……

Useless!

"Damn it! What realm is the person coming?" The leader's Yinchao finally couldn't help it and screamed: "My marquis' power entered it and was completely swallowed! This is definitely not the strength that the marquis should have!!"

Kalala! Matthew's bones were ringing, and he was strangled by the covers. A fool looked around and said, "Your Excellency! Do you really want to be enemies with the Caribbean and the Freemasons?!"

No answer.

But the bed completely turned into a huge crack in hell, and countless yin vines tangled Matthew, pulling him down desperately.

"Sir!! You are provoking the entire America!!" "Let him go! We promise you any request!!" "If you dare to attack him, the three gods of death will not let you go!"

A mistake...a mistake!

Brando reminded them and even gave them the right to ask for help. However, he believed that the other party was at most an earl. After all,... the duke had a chance.

But now...now!

The head-in-law's Yinchao's teeth were gritting, and the sound of Kakaka's skeletons exposed to the cloak were heard. The arms and bones that exposed the cloak were clattering desperately, and the meridians burst.

No matter how you look at it now, it’s all bad people!

And... it was actually a high-level Chinese secret mess! They... As soon as they returned to the world, they were about to interfere in the internal affairs of the New World?

"Your Excellency... are you really disregarding the face of the God of Death in the New World?!" He shouted angrily almost desperately.

"oh

?”At this moment, a leisurely voice sounded behind all the Yin Cadres.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

After 0:00 a second, all the evil heads turned 180 degrees in an instant. Before I could say anything, I saw... the most brilliant and final picture in my life.

At some point, a young man was already standing in the void.

Wearing a black dragon robe, her long hair was raised by the strong wind in the night rain and wind. She slowly pulled out a sword from her hand, and the sword light shone like autumn water, shining the entire room.

It also shines on the ground that all the ghosts have nowhere to hide. The ghost fires in their eyes rush up three meters high, and they look at the picture in front of them in disbelief.

"China...Yan Luo..." Half a second later, a secret mismatch fell to the ground like a force, muttering to himself like crazy: "How is it possible...How is it possible?!"

"This is not..."

brush!

A little cold light, the wind and lightning!

Six heads flew up together, screaming in the air and turning into yin energy, scattering in the room.

"All dead, there is no face."

The next moment, Qin Ye's figure suddenly disappeared, and the bed completely devoured Matthew. The whole room was empty.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly there was a dull sound of dongdong dong outside. The number was so large that it was probably dozens or hundreds.

These sounds resounded across the roof and walls, like monsters flying over the eaves and walls. After more than ten seconds, the window was smashed to pieces and a giant suddenly appeared in the room.

That is... a werewolf more than three meters tall!

Even in the room, you must bend down. Its pupils were burning with golden ghost fires, and countless yin energy rolled in the teeth of the intertwined canines. The whole body was covered with black bristles, and dark red talismans were hidden under the black hair.

By the window, the heads of more than a dozen werewolfs were already looking at the room in horror.

"Master Brando...this..." A werewolf spoke in disbelief. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Brando's crazy voice: "Look for!!!"

"Look for it now! Even if you turn Philadelphia over!! You will find Matthew's whereabouts!"

"Also... go to St. Paul's Cathedral immediately!! Don't worry about the world's view! I will take responsibility for the matters in the world! Surround St. Paul's Cathedral and protect the cracks of time!! If you dare to get close, no matter who it is, you will kill it!"
To be continued...