The wind raccoon beast is a spiritual pet that Tan Zhao adopted from the supernatural world in the past. In fact, it is a spiritual pet, but in reality it is more like a little ancestor. It not only feeds on merits, but also tests his wind raccoon language.
Before coming to the modern world, he accidentally got a spiritual fruit that could refine the horizontal bone on the back of the head of an alien beast. After the little ancestor gnawed it, he fell into a deep sleep in the space. He also checked it before leaving the previous world. He thought
It would take some time for Fengli to wake up, but she didn't expect that it would be earlier than expected.
[System, is this world more spiritually powerful?]
System: No, what you are checking is the consumption of medicinal power, but humans and alien beasts are different. Your little ancestor only needs to refine the cross bones. As for the medicinal power, the body of the alien beast can continuously consume it by itself.
[Then didn’t you tell me earlier?]
System: You didn’t ask yourself, blame me~
Tan Zhao finally escaped the surveillance and found an empty room. With a thought, he slipped into the space.
As a purebred African, Tan Zhao certainly did not have any adventures in accidentally picking up a portable space. This space was created with the help of a friend named Kong when he was in the fairy world. The space is not that big. Over the years,
The facilities inside have been changed many times. When he entered, he saw his little ancestor jumping on the drone he bought in the previous world. He seemed to like it quite a lot.
"Chirp——"
The familiar scent of merit appeared, and the green palm beast immediately raised its head in joy. After searching for the human figure, it jumped up lightly and flew over.
Tan Zhao took two steps forward to catch the wind raccoon beast. He didn't know where such a large spiritual fruit was consumed, but it was still the size of a palm: "Why can't you speak? Let me see..."
"Don't show it!"
Tan Zhao:...What the hell?
The sound was too loud, and it was just like a two- or three-year-old human cub. Tan couldn't hold it back, and reached out to rub the little ancestor's furry head. He didn't know if it was because he hadn't touched the wind for too long.
Damn it, I actually feel it feels better than before.
"no!"
"...Are you hungry? Can you eat the merit?"
A man-eater with a short mouth and a soft hand. When Fengli saw people at first sight, he thought that the meritorious spirit had "dissipated all the family wealth". Fortunately, he was just hiding. For a lonely, young and helpless little beast like it, he himself
How pitiful it is to earn merit.
As soon as he woke up and had the merit to eat, Fengli Beast immediately let him be scratched and moved around. After sleeping for so long, he still missed his owner.
After eating the merit, Fengli burped. It sniffed the owner's new body, then frowned and said, "You smell weird!"
"...Does it smell bad?"
Fengli has always been very honest: "It smells bad."
Breeder Tan was instantly sad, and the drama queen immediately came to his attention: "...Okay, you just stay in the space as a beast, and I'm leaving."
Fengli:...pupil earthquake.jpg.
How long had it been sleeping before it fell out of favor?
"You are outside, and there are other beasts! I can smell it!"
Like a doting follower, Feng Li could summon his friends, dragging Ah and Ah Yao Xiaoqi with them to start a joint crusade against a certain drama master. Tan Zhao was immediately defeated and vowed to pick up the beast when he found a good place.
"When you get outside, don't be coaxed away. Things have changed a lot outside now."
The little ancestor put his hands on his hips: "Huh! I'm not you!"
Tan Zhao fucked another wind beast before returning to reality. By the time he got off the elevator and arrived at the entrance of the lobby, the physical examination of History Class 2 had been completed.
"Shen Huanying, I'm just waiting for you. What's the matter with you?"
"I'm sorry, teacher, I just...had diarrhea."
The instructor was obviously a little suspicious, but he was not one to hold on to such trivial matters: "Okay, hurry up and draw blood. We can leave as soon as the blood is drawn."
Tan Zhao glanced at the crowd, and Li Wei waved to him. As for Huo Jinli, he didn't see it.
"Okay teacher, please excuse me."
The beauty apologized politely. People are visual animals, so the instructor felt... maybe Shen Huanying really had diarrhea. He immediately whispered: "Is your stomach okay? Do you want some medicine?"
Tan Zhao hurriedly shook his head to express that he could, and then ran upstairs as if running away.
But before he could reach the blood drawing room, he was pulled away.
"You don't have to go, I've done everything for you."
Of course it was Huo Jinli who spoke, otherwise with Tan Zhao's acumen, it would not be that simple to pull him away.
"Done? Are you sure Cyril can't see it?"
Huo Jinli felt that the other party might have some misunderstandings about vampires: "I just found someone to draw blood and treat it as yours. Although Cyril and the others are vampires, the blood test is just the same, and it is not a DNA test. Their tongues are not as good as you think." So sharp."
In this case, Tan Zhao would not rush to draw blood: "Thank you."
"...No need." Huo Jinli said awkwardly, then raised his head, "But if you really want to thank me, can you let me do an experiment?"
"What experiment?"
Huo Shaoke still remembered the broken needle of the staff in the blood drawing room just now. How could the skin of this ordinary person be harder than the needle? He looked at Shen Huanying and was already prepared for the worst.
"Let's wait until we leave here. Let me try how thick your skin is now."
Tan Zhao:……
System: I know this question, can I answer it?
[What do you think?]
The system regretfully put down the answering machine.
When he returned to school, it was already 12 o'clock at noon. Under the eyes of his dormitory roommate Li Wei, who said, "We are rich and honorable, don't forget each other." Tan Zhao got into Mr. Huo's low-key supercar and left the school.
On the other side, Cyril was sitting in the oversized office on the top floor, shaking a blood-colored test tube in his hand.
"Sir, do you need something stronger?"
Cyril shook his head: "The wolf cub of the Huo family is so protective. Do you want to offend the church people?"
"My subordinates dare not."
Hearing this, Cyril's eyes flashed with haze. He had specially ordered the special syringe for vampire blood extraction, but it failed to pierce Shen Huanying's skin. This is really... so interesting.
He threw the test tube in his hand to his subordinates and suddenly stood up: "Make an appointment for me to call the Presbyterian Church and say that I met... the singer."
The well-trained subordinates hesitated for a moment when they heard this, but he quickly agreed and listed the matter as the most important agenda of the day.
A vampire will only meet one singer in his life, who is the destined lover of the vampire. The other person's blood has a fatal attraction for the vampire. If you are lucky enough, you will gain happiness. But the vampire's long life is destined to In order to not get eternal love, the singer is called the gift of darkness and also the most vicious curse of darkness.
No vampire would expect to meet his singer, not one, unless he wanted to end his long life.
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Tan Zhao followed Huo Shao for a private meal, and then drove to a villa in the suburbs.
"This is the training ground my dad gave me when I was eighteen. It's safe enough. Can we start?"
Oh, the evil rich man. Speaking of which, the original owners he met recently were all poor people. Once upon a time, he was also a second-generation rich man who spent money like water.
Tan Zhao rolled up his sleeves, wanting to see the little werewolf's power, so he made an invitation.
Seeing that the other party was ready, Huo Jinli put on rubber gloves and picked up the prepared small tools to test, but... even a sharp knife could not pierce Shen Huanying's skin.
Damn, what's going on? Even as a werewolf, he can pierce the fur!
He suddenly had a premonition that he would cause a huge trouble that whole night.
"Shen Huanying, why do you seem to accept the fact of your mutation so easily?"
Tan Zhao touched his face. It was still soft and elastic. Why was he invulnerable? "To be honest, my heart is... in a state of turmoil."
Mr. Huo looked blank: "Sorry, I can't see it at all."
"Hey, maybe it's because I'm so good at managing my expressions. What if I don't become a bartender and debut as an idol?"
...That is really a disaster for star-chasing girls all over the world.
"Are you sure?"
Tan Zhao waved his hand: "Just kidding, being an idol is not as comfortable as being an ordinary person."
"...Are you sure you are still an ordinary person?" After all, this person is too worried, right?
Tan Zhao thought it was okay: "Then can I still cry? I can eat, sleep, run and jump, but I'm just a little bit weird, and I can't tell from my appearance. If one day the sky drops to 100 million, I might I can cry."
"Why do you cry when you suddenly get rich?"
Tan Zhao has an expression on his face that you don't understand: "I'm crying with joy."
Huo Jinli threw all the things into the trash can, turned around and said: "Shen Huanying, you are really too talented to read history."
"Um?"
"The Foreign Affairs University next door is suitable for you to shine."
This is so telling, I really didn't see it before, but he didn't pay attention to his classmates before. Huo Jinli studied in the history department just because it was easier to ask for leave.
"…Thank you for the compliment?"
Probably infected by Shen Huanying's optimism, Mr. Huo's mood became visibly relaxed. After all, the parties concerned were not in a hurry. Why should he, a werewolf, be anxious? It would not be too late to wait until the next full moon.
Tan Zhao did not quit his blues job. After all, the job of a bartender was both leisurely and lucrative. He had never tried it. How interesting it was. As for being targeted by vampires, he adapted quite well.
"Sir, is it Bloody Mary again today?"
Tan Zhao glanced at the lively dance floor and seemed a little regretful that the other party didn't offer ten times the price. It was an expression that looked like he was being taken advantage of.
But fortunately, Cyril lived a long time, and the grace on his face tightened: "You really understand my heart."
"Chirp——" He stinks.
Very good, his little ancestor doesn't like vampires either. Tan Zhao reached out and touched the little head on his shoulder, leaned back and said, "Be good, I'll make some money to buy you a game console."
Fengli, who had just broken a game console, immediately stopped moving and became extremely well-behaved.
The two masters and pets interacted in a friendly manner, but they did not see that the fourth-generation vampire, who was so elegant just now, quickly changed his expression. His dark red pupils looked at the little cyan beast, as if he was looking at some abyssal creature.