Chapter One: Attacked on a Moonlit Night

  The blue star of the Silver Sea Galaxy, a day in early summer of 3568.

  The night is deep and the stars are twinkling.

  Beside a forest on the outskirts of Chonghai City, there stands a villa nestled against the mountains and beside the water.

  At this moment, Murong Feihong, the owner of the villa with purple hair and a ponytail, is leaning against the long sofa in the hall, holding a cup of "Scarlet Mary" cocktail in his right hand and savoring it slowly.

  On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there are today's newspapers piled up. He picked up one at random and glanced at it a few times.

  The entire piece is almost all about the disputes and conflicts that occurred between the pure and inclusive factions of the bloodline in this city as they fought for seats in the parliament. He has had enough.

  Fei Hong pursed his lips and threw the newspaper in his hand aside directly.

  Although he was the eldest son and heir of the family of Count Murong Cheng, the leader of the Purity Sect, he had no interest in these power struggles.

  The reason is quite simple. Murong Feihong is not a vampire on this foreign planet. He was merely a human youth who had been spiritually transported from Earth due to an unexpected accident of falling objects from a height.

  Looking down at his current body, he was over 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned and upright figure, and a handsome and resolute face with a hint of pale complexion.

  Hehe... The standard configuration for purebred bloodlines.

  However, since he has come, he should make the best of it. Murong Feihong understood this principle. Not to mention that this body and identity are both quite good.

  Although this was not a Earth he was familiar with, through nearly two months of understanding, he had basically adapted to the life here and his status as a bloodline noble.

  Young Master, what would you like to eat tonight? "Old slave, please prepare in advance for you."

  An old man in a black butler's uniform bowed to Murong Feihong and asked.

  "Uncle Bao, don't be in a hurry. Tonight, I promised Cousin Miao Wu that when she comes, we'll go out for dinner."

  Fei Hong casually waved his hand and said, "The usual mealtime for the vampires is midnight. I'm really not used to it."

  Yes, that old servant has taken his leave first. When Miss Biao comes, I'll bring her here.

  Uncle Leopard, the butler, turned and left, revealing a curly leopard tail behind him.

  After watching the old butler of the Leopard People leave, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Fei Hong's mouth.

  During the two months I've been here, I'm really grateful for the meticulous care of this old man.

  He repeatedly asked Uncle Bao not to call himself an old servant anymore, but he just adhered to the identity of a loyal servant and refused to overstep it in the slightest. In response to this, Murong Feihong was also at a loss.

  Looking at the big pendulum clock on the fireplace, it was almost ten o 'clock. At this time of year, the Miao Dance should have arrived long ago.

  "Jingle jingle..."

  Suddenly, a doorbell rang. Uncle Bao outside the living room hurriedly walked towards the iron door.

  "Ah!"

  "Ow..."

  A shrill scream, accompanied by a sharp howl of a Wolf, pierced the silent night sky.

  "Uncle Leopard!"

  In the living room, Murong Feihong leaped up from the sofa, drew the two cross-shaped short swords behind him, and in an instant teleportation, he came to the door.

  It was seen that the old butler, Uncle Bao, had a very long gash torn in his chest, and blood was gushing out with a puffing sound.

  And he was using his seriously injured body to tightly protect the terrified Spirit Cat girl Miao Wu.

  "Ow..." Oh... "Oh..."

  After several howls, as many as eight huge wolves, with bloodshot eyes, surrounded them step by step.

  Seeing that Uncle Bao and Miao Wu had no way out, a huge Wolf in front of them pounced on them first.

  "Woo..."

  The expected bloody scene did not occur because Murong Feihong had already stood in front of Uncle Bao and the others, and thrust his short sword fiercely into the neck of this vicious Wolf.

  "Humble werewolf, go to death!"

  With a roar, Fei Hong's short swords in both hands twisted and turned, directly plucking off this ugly Wolf head.

  However, the matter was not over. The other seven fierce wolves also pounced with bared teeth and claws.

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  "Swoosh swoosh..."

  After several consecutive teleportation attempts, Murong Feihong's figure was no longer visible at this moment. The only thing that could be seen were the lingering shadows surrounding Uncle Bao and Miao Wu.

  "Woo, woo, woo..."

  Three more fierce wolves were quickly killed, and the remaining few wolves, bared their sharp teeth, were kicked out one by one by Murong Feihong.

  "Ow..."

  Another shrill howl of a Wolf emerged, and five more fierce wolves darted out from the dark woods. The leading one was exactly twice the size of the other wolves.

  Damn it! These despicable mongrel werewolves actually dare to surround me and hurt people.

  Murong Feihong bared the sharp teeth of the bloodline, his gaze solemn as he stared at the several fierce wolves before him.

  At this moment, there was only one short sword left in his hand. The other one had already been left in the werewolf's corpse during the previous fight and was not yet ready to be retrieved.

  Young master, you... Please quickly take Miss Biao and retreat into the villa. Let... Let the old slave block their attack.

  The seriously injured Uncle Leopard, panting for breath, pleaded with the young master Fei Hong to leave this dangerous situation as soon as possible.

  "Hehe..." Uncle Bao, are you always joking? I really don't take these few Wolf cubs seriously.

  Why don't you take my cousin Miao Wu away first? That way, I can go all out and kill to my heart's content! "Sih..."

  Fei Hong bared his sharp fangs, glared at the huge head Wolf and said disdainfully.

  "Ow..."

  Unexpectedly, the lone Wolf let out a long howl towards the moon, stood up upright, shed its Wolf skin and took on a human form.

  Standing just over two meters tall, he twisted his neck and relaxed his muscles and bones. He shouted loudly to Murong Feihong with a menacing look:

  "Little brat of the Murong family, you killed a few of my brothers. I won't hold it against you." But today you must come with us. Our boss wants to have a good talk with you.

  "Hehe..." "Phew!" Am I talking about you, the hell? If you don't hold it against me, I won't let you off the hook. It turns out you came well-prepared specifically to catch me. So you must have this ability too!

  Murong Feihong looked at the burly werewolf in front of him and smiled disdainfully.

  Since you offered a toast but didn't eat it, you should eat the penalty drink instead. Just don't blame us for being ruthless. "Brothers, kill everyone except the boy from the Murong family."

  Hardly had the words been spoken when the naked man rolled around on the spot and returned to the form of a huge Wolf. And the several fierce wolves that were circling around the target on the side pounced frantically again.

  "Swoosh swoosh..." "Pop pop pop..."

  "Woo woo woo..."

  One after another, seven or eight teleportation kicks followed, and Murong Feihong killed three more evil wolves. And his back was also scratched with several claw marks by the werewolf who attacked him from behind.

  The remaining six werewolves were clearly out of patience. Under the lead of the head Wolf, they gradually approached Fei Hong.

  "Ow..."

  Just as the lead Wolf was sending out the signal of attack again.

  Only heard: "Bang bang bang..." Three gunshots rang out. The three wolves that were lagging behind were instantly knocked to the ground by bullets. Lying on the ground, with stinky blood blisters all over, he kept convulsing and sobbing.

  The leading werewolf, upon seeing the situation was not good, immediately turned and darted into the nearby woods.

  "Bang bang bang..."

  Three more gunshots rang out. The remaining two werewolves were knocked to the ground before they could react.

  At the same time, a remnant shadow in the distance quickly darted into the woods.

  "Bang bang bang..." Several more shots were fired in succession.

  After ten breaths, a young man with broken golden hair and holding two guns emerged from the woods.

  He walked up to Murong Feihong with a smile and said:

  "Haha..." Sorry, buddy, you caught up a step too late. Let that Wolf cub escape. "Miao Wu girl, did you not scare you?"

  After saying that, the blond young man inserted the two guns in his hand into the gun holsters on both sides of the tight leather pants.

  Brother Jiuyou, why are you so late? The baby was scared to death just now.

  The beautiful girl of the Spirit Cat tribe, Senyu Miaomi, who had been hiding behind Uncle Leopard all along, came out. Coquettishly speaking to the blond young man...