A Drop in the Bucket!

"Oh my god… These villagers died too tragically. How did they die?!"

Chu Yanran could not help but exclaim.

Yang Luo frowned and said, "There are no wounds on these villagers, but there's not a single drop of blood left in their bodies. Their deaths are really strange."

Chu Yanran gulped and said, "Could there be a vampire?!"

"Vampire?"

Yang Luo was stunned for a moment, and his heart could not help but skip a beat.

Speaking of vampires, he thought of the Blood Race.

Could this be related to the Blood Race?

Thinking of this, Yang Luo shook his head repeatedly.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

He had interacted with the Blood Race many times.

The members of the Blood Race were all very kind and not as evil as in the movies.

Moreover, those members of the Blood Clan had their own cultivation methods. They would not suck blood at all.