After Taken as a Prisoner of War, the Vampire Queen Turned Me Into a Vampire and Made Me Her Daughte

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Seeing the girl's appearance, Bai Ji sighed, wondering if she should be glad that she didn't lose her memory like the one in front of her during the travel process.

Looking back at the guards in front of the gate, the two stood quietly on both sides of the aisle. If they hadn't sensed the vague aura, they would have been recognized as two inanimate sculptures.

Seeing that the two of them didn't stop him from entering the city, Bai Ji and the girl carefully moved into it.

There are two worlds inside and outside the central city where the caster is unknown.

The moment before, it seemed that he was still in the ultimate darkness, which was beyond redemption, and the next second, there was a kind of intimacy of returning home.

There are buildings of varying heights, bazaars with one after another, pedestrians wearing luxurious clothes, and occasionally a few drunkards who are drunk on the side of the road.

This intoxicating atmosphere was very much like an underground casino in a certain great empire in Balland. At the same time, Bai Ji even thought that she had returned home.

Bai Ji, who entered the city, pondered over the meaning of the city's establishment and the identity of the city's creator.

Because in this plane area that is completely insulated from mortal xing, the appearance of this city is too contrary.

Looking at the snack bars and drink shops on the street, Bai Ji wondered why such a mortal town would appear in a world that was meant to prevent mortals.

This is simply a city-state based on various mortal worlds, although Bai Ji, who has lived in Balland all her life and has never seen anything in the world, does not know what city-states in other planes look like.

If you can't get rid of mortal xing completely, you can't completely ask Yuwang, so this scene in front of you will appear.

Seeing the drunken man with a satisfied look on the side of the street after being drunk, Bai Ji thought so.

Suddenly, she remembered the robbers who robbed them halfway before.

Bai Ji always felt that something was wrong.

Compared to the battle in the arena, it is too easy to win.

It was only later that it was discovered that that person was not the one who entered the venue, and that Bai Ji had no way to devour him, not even the hope of engulfing him.

There are indigenous people in this world, which also explains the existence of this city-state very well. So, are the "people" living in this town all indigenous people? Soon Bai Ji came to the answer.

After opening the panel, the dense data flashed so much that Bai Ji's eyes were dizzy.

Bai Ji's pupils were slightly widened, and non-entrants would not show these data, that is to say, most of the residents of this town were visitors.

For example, the drunken man who got drunk on the street, the tavern door looking around, and the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man who was full of ghosts at first sight, or even the lean man who pulled the carriage for the fat-headed and big-eared rich man, they are all. The entrants are also the devourers.

However, the work they are doing now is far from the word "devourer", which is very inconsistent with Bai Ji's impression of the vicious and all-evil entrants.

The most incomprehensible point is that they maintain a very harmonious way of getting along with each other, and there is no sense of offensiveness between them.

The Devourer's meeting has always been a life-and-death struggle, and the battle will not end until one party is completely dead. The appearance in the town is shocking, and it can't help but remind people of a group of tyrannical criminals who have found their conscience to be reformed.

Is this possible? Is it realistic?

Instead of looking at this and that, looking like a village girl in the city, what Bai Ji cared about was the residents who lived in the town.

The Devourers who watched this series of bewildering behaviors were like beasts with their fangs pulled out, indifferent to the passing prey.

Bai Ji walked in front of the Devourer passers-by more than once. The latter, like a normal person, seemed to have no interest in Bai Ji at all. There were even a few people who caught sight of the tattered clothes on Bai Ji's body. Balland's class despised.

Compared with the devourers outside who have both attack and aggression, these devourers are like domestic animals raised in captivity and have lost the wild animals they should have.

It is easy to handle without attacking xing.

Bai Ji, who narrowed her eyes, pondered carefully, seeing that there were so many devourers in the city, she couldn't hold it any longer. In her eyes, these devourers were no different from bags of rations.

So she pulled out the delusion.

"Do what?"

"What are we going to do, needless to say?" Bai Ji rubbed her cherry red lips. "The wolf has become a lamb to be slaughtered. If you don't do it now, when will you wait?"

Without hesitation, she slashed towards a drunk man on the street.

There was no blood splattering as expected, and even no scars were caused. It would be better to say that he didn't hit him at all.

The sword passed through his body like a projection.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with the town.

Bai Ji stepped on the ground and slept like a dead pig, confirming that the people in the town were tangible and real.

Bai Ji slapped the drunken man at Chuo's feet again, but if she used a sword instead, she couldn't reach the other party no matter what.

That is to say, attacking sex is not desirable in this city, it is a forbidden concept, which is probably why the order of this city can be maintained so well.

After trying to no avail, Bai Ji put away her sword and led the girl who was looking around like a curious baby into the depths of the town.

On the street where there was an endless stream of comings and goings, I found a queue of elders, winding and twisting, and was even about to line up to the city gate.

Open the panel to view, it is a string of devourers, and there is hardly a native in the queue.

Bai Ji was curious about what this shop was for, and why so many Devourers gathered in front of the shop.

"Relief shop?" Approaching the front of the line, the shop has these big words written on it.

The few people at the front stole a vigilant look at him, as if he would steal something precious from them.

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Looking around, Bai Ji could clearly feel the abnormality of these people in line.

His eyes were dull, his face was dull, and he was full of depravity and decadence.

This feeling is very familiar to Bai Ji, similar to some of Balland's addicted people, those who have lost everything, or have been addicted to gambling or have been addicted to gambling as a pillar to support their lives. This is very similar.

Bai Ji saw the whole process clearly.

The existence like a shop owner gave the person who was at the front end of his turn some scattered copper coins, and the latter, if he got the treasure, his eyes were straight, and he stared at the copper coins in his hand, for fear that the coins would disappear in the next second. .

After getting the coin with negligible purchasing power, the man xingfèn's hands trembled, he hurriedly put it in his tattered pocket, and left happily, as if he was still muttering something.

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