The black cat guessed correctly. Qu Nan suddenly felt that even if there was no IQ drop caused by the upgrade of the spiritual eye, his brain was not as fast as this cat that had lived for more than three hundred years.

The black cat looked at his surprised gaze, glanced at him disdainfully, and stretched out his paws to open the next page of the diary: "You don't have to worship me, because the habit of sucking blood from the Red Door is similar to that of vampires, and I have been studying vampires since decades ago. It said with palpitations: "I just didn't expect to think about it for decades and want to find a vampire to study it, but I was so unlucky that I met a lord for the first time!" It's so bad that the cat master has even used the turtle breath technique that he hasn't used for a hundred years, why doesn't he give me a prince! ”

Qu Nan smiled dumbly, and one person and one cat continued to read the diary below.

January 7, 2045

Today I finally couldn't help it and went to buy plasma.

I guess I didn't recognize anyone, right? I put a mustache on my face, put fake eyebrows, painted my face with brown oil paint used by my makeup artist, and looked in the mirror so that I could barely recognize myself, and then I went to buy plasma.

But this kind of thing can never be repeated, today I lied that it was for experiments, how will I explain it next time? The middle-aged woman in the blood center seemed to be paying attention to me, did she recognize me?

What to do?

The incomparable thirst for blood has burned my head and boiled my blood, and I really want to draw my own blood out and drink it!!

Yes!!!!

January 10, 2045

Despite only taking a small sip every day, this bag of plasma has quickly bottomed out, so what to do next?

What to do?!!

I thought about death......

If you're dead, you're gone......

Go to the pharmacy and buy some sleeping pills?

Or commit suicide by slitting your wrists? If you cut your wrists, so much blood will be shed in vain, what a pity, can't you drink it?

What's wrong with me??!!

……

……

"He, he's not dead, is he?" Qu Nan turned the page and casually discussed.

The black robe said with disdain: "Brother Nan, your IQ is really not enough, if he dies, will he still be now?" It wagged its tail impatiently: "Don't talk about those useless ones, read the diary first, why did this little white face become blood-sucking?" ”

January 14, 2045

I've been bleeding for three days. I'm looking forward to taking a bloodsucking shot today, but the facts disappointed me again, I used to be most afraid of taking bloodsucking shots, but there were them every day, and now I'm looking forward to it, but it's not coming again.

Today's day is all emotional dramas, and there are no blood-sucking scenes.

I felt like a fish hanging out in the sun, dying.

There was not blood flowing in my veins, but red magma, which burned me to the point of coma, and my body was soft, and the almost superhuman state of the past was completely gone, and even a child of seven or eight years old could easily defeat me now.

Fortunately, I filmed an emotional scene today, otherwise, I would have to invite that stand-in back from Hong Kong.

Let's hope tomorrow will be better!

January 15, 2045

I'm on leave today.

I was as weak as a newborn baby.

My mind was groggy and I felt like I was dying.

Die, die!

It's really better to live by sucking other people's blood than to die.

……

……

The black cat's fluffy cat face couldn't see any expression, but his eyes were very solemn: "Brother Nan, something is wrong!" ”

Qu Nan glanced at it: "Nonsense! Even now, when I'm less than sixty, I know something is wrong! ”

The black cat was not annoyed: "I mean, his symptoms are like cultivating the exercises of the Red Eating Gate?" Back then, Grandma Liu's master, that fake Taoist priest was like this, speaking of which, his spiritual power was not bad, and his kung fu on his legs and feet was also very good, the only weakness was that he would be as weak as a baby if he didn't suck blood for a few days, Yuanyu's symptoms were very similar to him? ”

Qu Nan noticed that the black cat called Yuanyu's full name for the first time this time, instead of replacing it with something like "little white face" and "little star".

was reminded by the black cat, Qu Nan also felt that there was something strange about this matter.

Looking at this diary, Yuanyu had already had this symptom four or five months ago,

The vampire "lazy to death" only began to want to suck Yuanyu's blood more than ten days ago. This unlucky guy was disturbed by himself twice, and he should have not sucked Yuanyu's blood. The conversation between the two in the VIP room of the Starlight Building that day also confirmed this.

Then this symptom of Yuanyu is very suspicious - he only craves blood, but he is able to walk freely in the sun. According to the description in his diary, he is not afraid of the nemesis of vampires such as garlic, silver and crosses, so he really cultivated the practice of the Red Gate?

"However, how can anyone practice the evil sect exercises without knowing it?" Qu Nan asked in a low voice, he didn't know who he was asking, in short, he felt that this matter was very unreliable.

The black cat's gaze glanced at Qu Nan faintly: "Brother Nan, when the spiritual eye first came to you, did you believe in its existence?" Do you believe in the existence of the Spirit Pupil Gate? ”

"Excuse me, I can interview, are you really a cat?"

Qu Nan sometimes really suspects that the body of this cat hides the soul of a person, and it is very likely that some extremely intelligent person in history has crossed over......

……

……

A man and a cat are studious and tireless to find the cause of Yuanyu's symptoms, when the vampire lord Rand in their mouth meets the great. Troublesome.

The Lanyu Tower is one of the tallest buildings in the city. Overlooking the night view of the city from the rooftop of the Lanyu Building, it is refreshing and open-minded.

Standing on the stainless steel fence of the rooftop with one foot in the air, the black cloak was blown by the night wind, the boundless lights of the city were under his feet, and the stars above his head seemed particularly close and bright.

The vampire lord Rance looked up at the starry sky above his head and chanted in a rambling voice: "Nine summers welcome the sun, three winters hug the snow and sleep, my move to swing the lotus leaves, compared to the old immortal of the iron-footed fairy king, how is it better?" ”

A faint clear voice came from behind him: "How is it good?" You are a barbarian who can't even speak Mandarin well, and you deserve to be compared with my Chinese Taoist sect master? ”

The voice was slow, but the attack was extremely fast, almost a sneak attack - a powerful spiritual power had already come from behind Lanster, and when it was about to reach Lanster's vicinity, the spiritual power suddenly condensed into a thin line and hit Lanster's ankle accurately.

With a whoosh, the vampire lord fell without a word.

On the rooftop, a bald and thick-lipped, punk-style young man, with a Bluetooth headset in his ear, lazily raised his mobile phone, looked at the photos in the phone, his thick lips squirmed, and while chewing gum, he muttered to himself indistinctly: "Don't say it, this vampire is really handsome enough, just looking at the photos, I am only a little worse than the master." But there is no wifi in this place, and the traffic this month is not enough, is it so difficult to post a circle of friends? ”

Looking at his situation, he actually posted the photo of Lanster just now to the WeChat circle of friends?

The young man raised his phone again, pointed at the direction where the vampire had just fallen, and smiled at the phone: "Let's take another one, right?" I guess he should come up too, why is it so slow? Is it easy for me to take a selfie with a vampire? ”

Sure enough, as the young man expected, the angry vampire lord appeared on the edge of the rooftop with his wings flapped, his wings spread out for more than ten meters, and two blood-colored flames appeared in his eyes: "Get ready to fight, the despicable villain is you, Lanster, villain, fight!" ”

The vampire lord had just finished shouting this challenge angrily, when he suddenly found that the young man opposite was holding his phone with his back to him, and the image of himself was in the high-pixel large-screen phone.

With the brilliant starry sky as the backdrop. Jing, with his wings outstretched, his face handsome and evil, and a blood-colored flame tumbling behind him—it was the monstrous anger of his own.

The young man didn't look back: "Don't move, laugh, let's make a good shot!" ”

Ranster involuntarily showed a smile that he thought was the most charming, and subconsciously posed the shape of his wings to be more handsome and cool.

"Good! A little further to the left and laugh! ”

Lenster moved to the left in agreement, and his smile became more graceful.

"Good! Let's take another one, with a lower head and a little more wings together, so that it looks cooler. ”

Randster folded his wings, bowed his head slightly, and gave a cool smile to himself.

Click, another photo freeze.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a young man with a big slap and thick lips on the dark skin and a handsome and evil vampire with wings on his back smiled at the same time.

Only then did the young man turn around and look at Lenster with a smile: "The picture is done, you can come down." ”

Lanster: "Add me on WeChat and send me a copy of the photo!" ”

"Holy!" The young man looked surprised: "Vampire foreigners also use WeChat? ”

Lancet was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this black-faced and thick-lipped guy had just shamelessly and without the slightest gentlemanly sneak attack on him!

I even took a selfie with him!?

Isn't this the same nature as Zhang Nazhi and Chen Nazhi playing selfies on the plane? As the saying goes, if you don't remember what you eat, why don't you have a long memory?

The frustrated vampire lord had completely forgotten his gentlemanly demeanor and shouted hoarsely, "Holy! Your pick-up, despicable thief! ”

The two long legs of the vampire, dressed in thin, well-fitting trousers, spun like a windmill, and in a matter of seconds, kicked forty or fifty legs at the young man, the whirring legs of the wind kept ringing, and the red and black cloak behind him swirled into a red and black peony flower, hunting in the night wind.

The young man leaned back, forced to take a dozen steps back by this whip attack, and only then did he gain a firm foothold.

"Yo ho, that's good! You're the strongest vampire I've ever seen, and you're worthy of being my opponent. Looks like I'm really going to take you seriously. ”