Gu Honghuang's eyes lit up: "Yes! If you want to tell who will steal the Blood King's crown, the most likely thing is to suck blood."

The Blood King comes from the Blood Shadow Demon Clan, which is essentially a race that practices with blood. When the Blood Shadow Demon Clan is strong, the Vampire Clan, which is afraid of light and flying, is completely suppressed. It is rumored that the Vampire Clan and the Blood Shadow Demon Clan are inconsistent. Whether it is out of revenge or the psychology of studying secrets, the Vampire Clan has reason to steal the Blood Crown.

Following this line of thought, Wang Lun's words are very correct.

However, Gu Honghuang had a strange expression and said, "The vampire clan has long been extinct. There are no so-called vampires now. The Blood Shadow Demon Clan must also know this."

Although there are many vampires nowadays, and many fantasy novels about vampires and werewolfs, they belong to the ancient times and the orthodox vampires that were once in the same period as the Blood Shadow Demons, have actually become extinct and the incense has been cut off.

The vampires today do not have them in the secular world.

In the cultivation world, there was an extraterritorial vampire clan half a year ago, but it had been eliminated by Wang Lun.

Wang Lun said: "It would be better to put the vampire directly in a very famous place, such as in the British castle that is very popular in the vampire movie."

The worries of the ancient prehistoric world are not unreasonable. Let’s discuss them together and it is best to discuss any details. But some details cannot be compensated, such as the details of where to place the blood crown.

He and Gu Honghuang continued to discuss and finally decided to place the blood crown in North Yorkshire, England.

There is a small seaside town in North Yorkshire called Whitby City, which is where the story takes place in a series of vampire novels.

Whitby itself is a small town with a long history. Until now, there are not many modern buildings. There are churches and castles in the town. Therefore, just choose any ancient castle.

Ancient castles usually have basements, and the Blood Crown is placed in a hidden location in the basement, so it’s enough.

Wang Lun and Gu Honghuang searched for information and found that there were several ancient castles in Whitby that had been preserved for hundreds of years. Although no one lives there, the legend of it has never been broken.

This kind of legend naturally refers to the castle that used to be a place where vampire nobles lived. Every year, tourists from all over the world come to Whitby to travel, and many people choose to visit these castles.

The vampire legend is fake, and people from the Blood Shadow Demon must know it, but there are probably only a few places where the blood crown can be linked to the earth's world. There is a certain reason to choose the origin of the vampire legend.

What Wang Lun and Gu Honghuang wanted was not to make the Blood Shadow Demon clan conclude that the Blood Crown was in Whitby without knowing anything, but would be responsible for inducing the Blood Shadow Demon clan to go to Whitby's castle step by step. When the Blood Shadow Demon clan people found that there was something strange in the castle, they would naturally further investigate.

The place has been confirmed, and the next step is how to set up a specific plan.

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Whitby town, North Yorkshire, England.

There is a small castle in Antons Manor. Among the many ancient castles in the small town, this small castle is nothing, and it cannot be ranked in terms of its size or its magnificence.

But no local old people in Whitby City underestimated this small castle. Only those who are familiar with history know that this small castle was just a vassal fortress in the manor, and was a defensive building. With the decline of the main fort and the manor, it is now only the only one left.

It can be said that this small castle witnessed the glory and decline of Tang Si Manor.

The current owner of Antons Manor is a native of Whitby. He is already very old this year, 85 years old, living alone in the manor. His name is Antons.

But the locals knew that hundreds of years ago, Antonsi Manor was not the name, but Tangsi Manor. The manor at that time was more than hundreds of times larger than the current area!

At that time, the owner of Tang Si Manor was a lord within a radius of 50 kilometers nearby. He owned this 2,500 square kilometers of territory, and everything in the territory belonged to him.

He built Tangsi Manor, which contained a magnificent main fortress, surrounded by defensive vassal fortresses, and the manor was filled with medieval luxury.

Of course, due to the war and its own decline, it became increasingly difficult for the descendants of this lord to operate the territory. In the end, they even lost their territory, leaving only the Tang Si Manor as private property.

And this is not the end. With the continued decline, most of the land in Tangsi Manor was also divided or forced to sell. In addition, there was no money to repair the main fort, and various buildings in the manor gradually collapsed after a long period of disrepair.

In the past twenty years, the area of ​​the manor has been very small, and only this defensive fortress is left inside. Antons transformed the fortress and became the residence of the family.

Maybe I think the manor is so dilapidated. If I call it Tang Si Manor, I am afraid that the coffin boards of my ancestors will not be suppressed. An Dunsi never mentioned the name of Tang Si Manor.

The locals are also used to calling this place Antons Manor.

Today's locals, counting up, their ancestors can be traced back to the time when the Lord lived. The ancestors of the locals were either servants in the Tangsi territory, workers, tenants, or even slaves.

But decline means decline, and no one will mention these again now.

Antonsi is an old man living alone in a small manor and in a small castle. He has a lot of communication with locals. Everyone knows that Antonsi's only son works in finance in the capital London and has a high-end profession that the locals envy.

But Antons is not willing to leave the native place. Otherwise, Antons' son Murray could definitely arrange a place for Antons to retire in a modern metropolis like London.

On the morning of that day, Antonsi walked out of the small castle, held a kettle, and walked slowly to the small garden in front, intending to shower some water for the planted flowers.

Although Antons is old, he is in good health and can take care of himself. He is very satisfied with the quiet and undisturbed life now.

In fact, Whitby Town itself is a small seaside town with a small population and a quiet town. Only during the peak tourist season will the annual tourist season usher in a surge in visiting craze. Even so, life is also peaceful for ordinary residents.

But today, the peaceful days of Antons were broken.

A group of big men got off several off-road vehicles with a fierce look. There were eight people in total. Although they were all in suits and tie, they were completely black and sluts.

The exquisite iron gate at the front of the small manor was opened by the mansion after one of the big men climbed over the wall and then the others broke in.

When Antonsi saw this scene, he was about to walk back to his residence to get a hunting rifle.

He had the right to shoot with a shotgun when he broke into his private residence.

Although I don’t understand why these big men dared to be so bold and forced into his manor in broad daylight, these people were obviously not a good thing. If he had a gun in his hand now, he would have pulled the trigger.

But Antonsi was old and not very agile. He walked from the small garden to the steps leading to the castle and was surrounded by a group of big men.

Before Antonsi could speak, he found himself being carried by several of them and carried directly into the house.

He was placed on the sofa, with big men guarding each side of the sunglasses. The tallest man brought a chair and sat opposite him. On the back of his exposed hands, there were tattoos with a Raptor pattern on the exposed neck, and similar tattoos were also found on the exposed neck.

"Old sir, you are Mr. Murray's father," said the leading man with a smile, looking polite. He then opened a document he carried with him, glanced at him a few times, and continued, "You are Mr. Antonsi, right?"

After Antonsi shouted to let the group go out and leave, but failed, he finally had to ask: "Who are you? You broke into my house like wild animals. Damn it, you are breaking the law when you do this, do you know?"

It was useless to shout, so he had to use these words to remind the big men.

"Mr. Antons, our behavior may be a bit rough, but please understand that we are doing something very important, you can take a look at this first."

The leader of the man handed over the documents in his hand.

An Dunsi took it and glanced a few times, but didn't look closely. The man next to him understood and searched for a while, and then found the reading glasses used by the old man on the coffee table in the living room.

Antonsi put on his glasses and then saw clearly the contents of the document.

The leader explained from the side: "Mr. Antonsi, your son, Mr. Murray, played a big game in the casino run by our boss four days ago. He lost all his money and wanted to pay back the money. He borrowed the casino for 100,000 pounds and lost all of his money. Three days ago, he was unable to repay the 80,000 pounds from the previous loan. He did not want the company and his friends to know about it, nor did he want to sell the house in London. According to him, Mr. Antonsi has some antiques in his home. Today we will verify it."

After the big man finished speaking, An Dunsi almost understood the general contents of the document.

The thing was the same as the other party said. His son Murray did owed a high gambling debt from the casino called Silver Dragon. It contained Murray's handprint and signature. In addition, the attached page of the document also included photos taken by the surveillance agency when Murray borrowed money from the casino.

However, Antonsi suppressed his anger and said to the leader: "I ask to contact my son."
Chapter completed!