981: C981 Moth Man

C981 Moth Man

Ostrov was truly shocked. Insect Emperor was actually on good terms with Dark the Holy See and werewolf forces, it seemed like their relationship wasn't ordinary.2

He was glad that Yumian stopped him. Otherwise, even if he could kill all these people, there wouldn't be a lot of vampires left.

Although he was not afraid of the werewolves and dark forces, but these two forces working together? If they were to stick together, it could still inflict heavy damage to the vampires.

"Cough, cough!" Ostrov coughed. This wasn't a market, they couldn't use it for small talk.

Sure enough, his coughing attracted most of the people's attention.

"Insect Emperor, you can take away the Vermilion Bird, but you must promise me one condition."

Wendu was slightly surprised, he nodded and said, "You can state your conditions first."

He thought that he could ask the Lord of Blood Clan to state his conditions first, but whether he agreed to it or not was his own business.

If he said that it was impossible for him to do so, he could only forcefully take away the Vermillion Bird.

"I want two drops of Mothman's blood." After Ostrov finished his sentence, he looked at Wendu with a serious expression.

Swan man! What the hell was that? Could a swan become a human too? If that was the case, then it was really too interesting.

"Mothman!" If you want him to go find the Swan Man, you might as well let him eat shit! " Before Wendu could say anything, the old man shouted loudly.

Upon hearing these words, Wen Zhou's complexion instantly turned ashen.

That old man actually told him to go and eat sh * t. That shameless old man, Wendu really wanted to scold him again.

However, from the meaning behind the old man's words, it seemed that he knew about Mothman. Wendu could only swallow his anger.

Ostrov smiled evilly. He glanced at the old man and said, "Old man, from what you're saying, it seems like you know about Mothman?"

"Old man, who are you calling an old man?!" The old man pretended to be very fierce and walked forward two steps. He pointed at Ostrov's nose: "Are you blind!? "This old man is only in his 60s, but you call me old man!"

Wendu was immediately confused. Was this old man's personality completely different from before?

He turned around and saw Wine Taoist Priest covering his face. It was probably because he felt that the old man had lost face.

Wendu immediately confirmed one thing in his heart. This old man had always been lacking in the bearing of an expert.

Ostrov's face darkened. He felt that there was no need to argue with this unreasonable old man.

So he asked straightforwardly: "I'm asking you, do you know anything about Mothman?"

"Ugh …" The old man felt that he could not hide it anymore and took a step back. He shook his head and said shamelessly, "I don't know."

Actually, he was just trying to take advantage of Wendu. He never thought that the people standing here would actually believe him.

"You …" Wendu clenched his teeth and clenched his fist. He wished that he could go up and give the old man a good beating right now.

"You what you!" The old man twitched his mouth proudly at Wendu: "Brat, I just don't like you, so what!" You can't beat me anyway. "

Wendu gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Towards such a shameless old man, he had no other choice.

"Humph!" Curling his lips, Ostrov coldly snorted. He felt that Chinese liked to do these kind of meaningless things.

"Do you guys still want to tell me!?" He said in a cold voice.

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