"Do you know how, don't know what?" The masked man, that is, Murong Yao crossed his arms and looked very frivolous: "You do yours, I'll do mine, isn't it great?"

"Where's the good?" Fang Shou patted Fran's head lightly, signaling him to slow down, the essence of life is about to be sucked up, bastard, if he continues like this, isn't it going to end up with an X death? He squinted at Murong Yao: "Why are you wearing a mask with such poor taste?" Let me tell you, the one wearing the mask may not necessarily be an intermediate boss, but it may also be the kind of little minion on the road that the author is too lazy to draw!"

"Didn't you put it on me...... Murong Yao knocked the mask on his face and asked very unpleasantly, "After I woke up, I found that I was wearing this ghost thing, and I couldn't take it off." ”

"My taste won't be so low! What's more, I don't have anything to wear for you?" With the loss of blood, Fang Shou's face became more and more pale, just such a little effort, he was like a candle about to be burned out, and his speech became weak.

"That's right. I'm here to tell you about it......" Murong Yao rolled up his sleeves, revealing a black soft sword wrapped around his arm: "Although when I first came here, greed was as silent as death, but now, I can gradually feel his breath ......."

"Huh, are you kidding?" Fang Shou covered his head in pain: "There's a big time bomb on my side! If there is another one, it will definitely not be able to bear it! Can you contain that thing?"

"Who knows?" Murong Yao turned his head to the side: "I was confident that I was suppressing this thing at the beginning, but what...... zuihou didn't go berserk yet, tsk, you were really ruthless that day, if it weren't for Murong ...... If I happen to hit a rock, I'm almost going to die at your hands, right?"

"Hiccup~" Flandoro pulled out her teeth and burped with a look of satisfaction.

"Whew~" Fang Shou let out a long sigh. It's finally over, and he hasn't fallen down after being drawn so much blood, I have to say it's a miracle, the feeling of being sucked into the essence of life~~ If it wasn't blood that was sucked up or something, Fang Shou would definitely not be so weak as he is now.

"Use your own body as a furnace to feed vampires. Murong Yao looked at the blonde-haired little Lori and Fang Shou, who showed a lot of masturbation: "Do you want to die? The vampire True Ancestor's appetite is much greater than you imagined." What's more, she has absorbed not only your blood, but also the essence of life, even if your recovery power is amazing. I won't live long. ”

"What can I do then? I can't let Fran stay on an empty stomach, right?" Fang Shou touched the tooth marks on his neck, and after a while, he had gradually healed, but even if the wound healed, he still felt a deep sense of powerlessness, just like the Night Imperial Hundred Girls, there was always a feeling that the sun would rise at any time?

"I said...... Haven't you thought about finding some fresh blood from a blood bank or something?" Murong Yao glanced at Fang Shou: "Even if she is a vampire true ancestor, she needs to replenish a large amount of life essence from time to time, but it should be okay to deal with it with ordinary blood, right?"

"That's right...... Why didn't I think of that?" Fang Shou stood up, trying to put Fran down. Na Cheng thought that after a full meal, Flandall fell asleep in Fang Shou's arms like this...... Helpless, Fang Shou could only continue to hold Flandrew. Let her fall asleep in her arms: "If I hadn't appeared in time a few days ago, Fran would have gone on a killing spree." Tsk, in a hurry, I only thought of letting her drink her own blood, but I didn't expect it to be in this technologically advanced shijie. If you want to drink blood, you don't have to suck it yourself! Blood bags or something, it seems that you can have them if you think about it. ”

"Huh?"

"Xiexie, you!" can finally stop being bitten so often, bite, bite. Bite the word and read it separately, ah~ Maybe the first thing Fang Shou thought of was to let Flandore suck his own blood, because he thought of this biting word! Chinese culture is broad and deep! No, no, no, it is broad and profound, a bite can make people so imaginative, no wonder H Wen will be popular in some fields. Let me start with a thumbs up.

"I'm going to get some blood packs first. zaijian！”

"Wait!" Murong Yao looked at the figure that disappeared around the corner in a hurry very helplessly, and raised his arm again to look at it: "I didn't come to you this time to give you advice......, bastard! I'm already dead, so why die again......?

"Hah, master, why are you here?" Not long after Fang Shou disappeared, the stone rushed out of another exit, sweating profusely, he seemed to be looking for something, and in a hurry, he almost ran headfirst into Murong Yao.

"It's just nothing. Murong Yao looked at this familiar and unfamiliar figure, and his voice was a little shaken: "What about you?"

"I'm looking for the principal!" Shi wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained breathlessly: "Nangong just now, Miss Nangong lost her temper because she didn't see the principal when she left the classroom, and just now she warned us to find the principal as quickly as possible, otherwise, the flag on the flagpole will be replaced by a few of us tomorrow......

Nangong Qi that guy, not only a strong woman ten years later, but also a grumpy female tyrannosaurus ten years ago? It's a pity that I followed the old beggar up the mountain to learn art, and didn't enter this Oriental Hope Middle School with this group of friends, it seems that there is a lot less fun!

"Don't say it, master, I'll go first!" Shi hurriedly ran over after saying a word.

Master, I didn't expect that one day I would become that Murong ...... 's master, before going up the mountain to learn the arts, that Murong's strength is the real boy first, whether it is talent or tenacity, no one can compare to that Murong, especially that supernatural swordsmanship, he can use supernatural abilities such as sword qi without the spirit of his birth. You must know that as early as a hundred years later, the aura of this shijie has long disappeared, except for a few old antiques, other people who want to use supernatural abilities can only rely on the liliang of the natal spirit.

And that Murong back then was so special.

It's a pity that when he finished his studies and went down the mountain, he didn't hear his resounding prestige, only his dying sigh and the news of his death that had been delayed for several years.

When Murong Yao was a child, he and that Murong, although they were not brothers, but they were closer than brothers, the two of them seemed to grow up wearing the same pair of pants, where there was him, there would be him, if it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the old beggar, Murong Yao would definitely always follow that Murong, if this is the case, he will not end up being picked off and expelled from the family, right?

"I didn't expect that one day I would teach you the swordsmanship I got from you. Murong Yao's arm waved slightly, and suddenly, the black long sword that had been tied with Fang Shou's Frost Sorrow appeared again: "Is this fate? Or is it the Heavenly Dao that gave me the opportunity to change this fate?"

What he wanted to change was the tragedy of that sleepless night, the tragedy of rescuing the boy who should have been lying in a pool of blood.

Cause and effect, fate, if it can be easily changed, then can it still be called cause and effect? The tragedy on Zhong Hui's body, the guardian knight who was willing to fall to the bottom, if he saw the current Murong Yao, what kind of expression would he have?

Sou!

"Who!" Murong Yao, who noticed a hint of abnormality, casually threw out the long sword in his hand.

He jumped up, jumped up to the second floor of the cafeteria, looked at the empty corridor, and touched his chin with some confusion: "Is it delusional? But there was indeed a murderous aura just now...... Isn't it aimed at me? Hmph, is there really darkness hidden in this school? I really want to see the great turmoil ten years ago!"

In the dead corner of Murong Yao's line of sight, a blood-colored bat the size of a fly shook its wings a little and then disappeared in place.

"One, this person is not simple. The person known as No. 3 said to the man in front of him who was carrying a beheading knife: "Just a little exposure to his breath to be discovered by him, such a person is definitely not simple, could it be that other adults are subordinates?"

"Don't worry about those!" No. 1 replied coldly, "We don't need to be involved in the affairs of those big people, is there any situation in No. 2?"

"Normal, Target Two is moving normally to Target Three's position, and has reached the warning area, and Target Two requests instructions for the next step. Three closed his eyes and sensed it, then quickly replied.

"Target Three, Xuan Out?" No. 1 touched his chin, and his blood-red eyes rolled a few times, "Let No. 2 retreat, there's no need to have a head-on confrontation with that monster now." Our mission is to destroy the document in Subject 1's possession, and to prevent him from coming into contact with Subject 3. ”

"Understood. ”

"But this time the surveillance revealed something very interesting. A hideous smile appeared at the corner of No. 1's mouth: "The real blood clan, or the vampire true ancestor?" report this information to the adults, and then prepare to attack." ”

"Yes, Vampire True Ancestor?" Three's body trembled with excitement: "If we had this level of experimental material, our strength would be ......" (to be continued......