Chapter 390 Throne Forged by Blood

Fan Mengxue took a deep breath and stared at the man with a wretched smile.

"Mr. President, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Miss Fan, you have debuted for so many years. I believe you should understand this. As long as you accompany me once, I guarantee that the grand prize this time will be yours, and I can use all my resources to help you!"

The man had a determined look on his face.

In his opinion, Fan Mengxue had no reason to refuse.

Fan Mengxue's eyes turned cold when she heard the words, she stood up slowly, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, Mr. President, I think you have found the wrong person! Goodbye!"

Fan Mengxue didn't want to be entangled with this kind of person anymore.

Isn't it just a movie award? It's a big deal.

Fan Mengxue's on-the-spot refusal stunned the man, and then he said sullenly: "Miss Fan, I hope you better think clearly, if I say something, your movie will never be shown in Europe again! Do you understand?"

Fan Mengxue turned around abruptly, staring at the proud man with a black light in her eyes.

She just tried to resolve this matter in a peaceful way, but there was always someone who wanted to die by herself.

"Aging!" Fan Mengxue shouted coldly.

A gray light fell on the man.

At first, the man was a little disapproving, "Miss Fan, I never believed in these so-called..."

But before the words fell, the man felt a sharp pain all over his body. When he raised his hand, he found that the skin on his arm had become dry and wrinkled, just like an old man who was dying.

He let out a terrified roar, "What did you do to me? No…."

The man felt that something was falling from his face, but when he touched it with his hand, he found that it was actually a large piece of dead skin.

But at this moment, he couldn't even utter an angry roar, and could only look at Fan Mengxue in horror with a pair of cloudy old eyes, and then continued to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

soon!

He became a skinny skeleton, and then died in pain.

Fan Mengxue stood blankly.

Anastasia walked in slowly, with a look of approval on her face, "You did a good job! But I think next time you can stop talking nonsense and deal with this kind of person, just do it directly!"

But before Anastasia finished speaking, Fan Mengxue couldn't control it anymore.

She only felt a convulsion in her stomach, and when she squatted down, she felt a violent retching.

This is the first time she has killed someone with her own hands.

And it still uses dark witchcraft.

This impact on her is not insignificant.

Anastasia looked at Fan Mengxue who was squatting on the ground with pity, and said lightly, "This is the first time you kill someone, just get used to it! Believe me, you will like this feeling sooner or later!"

Fan Mengxue looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"I will never like the feeling of killing!"

Anastasia chuckled and said softly: "Hundreds of years ago, I killed someone for the first time. It was a young priest who was attacked by me with black magic and died in pain in front of me. I still remember his terrified and hateful eyes, my reaction was bigger than yours at the beginning, but I still insisted on coming over!"

As she spoke, Anastasia's expression gradually became serious.

"Remember, you are walking a dark path, and you are different from others. You are destined to ascend the throne of the Dark Witch, but this throne was forged with blood and death! You have no choice!"

Fan Mengxue lowered her head, something gradually disappeared from her eyes, and then something more appeared.

"This chairman is considered a celebrity, so how will he deal with the aftermath after his death?" Fan Mengxue asked.

Anastasia nodded approvingly, "Very good, a qualified dark witch should have this kind of calmness!"

Then she glanced at the skeleton on the sofa with disdain.

"In Europe, apart from the group of damned bright locusts and blood bats, no one is an opponent of the Dark Parliament! The president of a mere association,

I have notified the people who dealt with the aftermath, and since then, it will be as if he never existed, and no one will pursue this matter. "

Anastasia was right. After hundreds of years of operation, the Dark Parliament has become a giant in the underground world of Europe.

Dealing with a small guild leader is naturally no problem.

country s.

Among the hotels.

Quintina swallowed the marquis blood bead that Xue An gave her.

The stagnant cultivation began to rise rapidly again.

finally.

With a loud bang.

The wings behind Quentina completely spread out. The previous two and a half pairs of wings have now turned into three pairs.

Then she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of bright red, and after a while, she gradually returned to normal.

And Benedict was already prostrating on the ground excitedly, "Honorable Quintina, congratulations on finally entering the position of Marquis!"

That's right, Blood Marquis!

Quintina finally made it to this level.

Quintina nodded slightly, got up and went to the room where Xue An lived.

"My lord!" Quentina said respectfully.

Xue An and An Yan were sitting on the ground playing games. After Quentina came in, Xue An turned his head and smiled.

"Breakthrough to Marquis?"

"Yes! It's all because of the cultivation and help of the adults!" Quentina said very respectfully.

Xue An didn't speak, but pressed the handle fiercely, and had a great fight with An Yan.

After finally losing to An Yan, Xue An stood up and said calmly, "How many days are left before the opening of Blood Mountain?"

"Tomorrow is the night of the full moon!"

"Very good!" Xue An nodded in satisfaction.

"My lord, there is one more thing I want to tell you!"

"Um?"

"Among the blood clan, after becoming a marquis, you have the qualification to enter the blood mountain to attend the blood clan council. At that time, we can use this reason to go in openly!"

Xue An frowned slightly, "Does it need to be so troublesome? Wouldn't it be better to just kill him?"

"Uh..." Quintina was startled by Xue An's words.

Then Xue An smiled slightly, "Just kidding, well, then we will pretend to be your blood slaves, and go into the Blood Mountain together to see what this Holy Land of blood clan looks like!"

Although Xue An said so, Quentina looked at the excitement on Xue An's face, and couldn't help but have a thought in her heart that she thought was absurd.

My lord...do you really want to go directly to the Blood Mountain?

the next day.

When the moonlight just fell on the ground at night.

Over the capital of country s, there was a faint stirring of wind and cloud, and the center of the wind and cloud was completely red.

Quentina pointed at the strange bright red, "My lord, that is the entrance to the Blood Mountain!"

Xue An nodded, "Very good, let's go now!"

Quentina nodded, turning into blood and rushing forward, Xue An followed closely behind with An Yan in her arms, and went straight to the cloud layer.