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Chapter 398 (12 more)
Chapter 398

After Ryan and Klaus hurriedly left Guangcheng and returned to the western realm of vampires, Lan Fanhai found Alexander.

The latter didn't have a good look at Lan Fanhai, a smiling fox, "Director Lan is here, what do you want me to do?"

"Of course," Lan Fanhai didn't wait for his invitation, consciously found a place to sit down and took out an agreement from his storage ring, "As a blood prince, I think this agreement should count?"

Alexander glanced over, and it was Lan Fanhai who cheated the agreement signed by Ryan. He raised his eyebrows and said in a nasty tone, "Can't wait for the blood race to work for you so soon?"

"Something happened recently, so I need your help." Lan Fanhai didn't care about his tone, his expression was very serious, "So, Prince Alexander, it's time for you to implement the agreement."

"Come on, what's the first request? Let me see what you cunning cultivators want," Alexander sat lazily.

"It's not a request," Lan Fanhai smiled.

Alexander heard what he said and looked sideways: "Not just one? Could it be that you want to use all three requests?"

Lan Fanhai smiled without saying a word. Seeing this, Alexander couldn't help but be amazed, "Our vampire promises very few requirements, are you sure you want to use them up today?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Lan Fanhai nodded and continued, "The first request, as the blood prince and Xiaohong's old acquaintance, from now on no matter who asks, you have to confirm with him. Xiao Hong!”

"Huh?" Alexander was surprised when he heard his words, "This kind of identity needs to be confirmed? Isn't she?"

"Of course it is necessary," Lan Fanhai said with a serious expression, "Xiaohong's identity is not an ordinary identity, and it is very troublesome to be impersonated."

"Well," Alexander touched his smooth chin, "Even if you don't have my testimony, it shouldn't matter, right? Why waste an opportunity?"

"The second request, no matter when and where in the future, as long as your blood race is with Mingruo, you must do your best to protect her, so that she will not be harmed and at the same time cannot hurt her," Lan Fanhai did not answer him. question, continue to make the second request.

Alexander raised his eyebrows. His question just now was based on a certain degree of temptation and suspicion. As he just said, Mingruo did not need his proof that it was Xiaohong.

But what if Mingruo Xiaohong's story is fake?It is not surprising that Lan Fanhai would make this request.

If Mingruo wasn't Xiaohong, then Lan Fanhai would have explained it. If he explained, then Mingruo must be a lie. As a result, Lan Fanhai directly used the second request and asked the blood clan to do everything possible to protect her.

This request dispelled Alexander's doubts. He thought for a while and continued to ask, "So, what about the third request?"

"The third requirement," Lan Fanhai's serious expression deepened, "is higher than the first and second requirements. If the first and second requirements conflict with the third requirement, the first two requirements Void."

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Mingruo sneezed and rubbed his itchy nose.

Ming Fei hid away in disgust, "You slept with the air conditioner on last night and didn't cover you with a quilt?"

There was no excessive expression on Mingruo's face, and her calm tone was slightly nasal, "The quilt has its own ideas."

"What?" Ming Fei didn't understand.

"It prefers to sleep on the floor," Ming Ruo said.

Ming Fei burst out laughing, stretched out her hand to rub Ming Ruo's head, "I have to rely on the quilt to sleep well."

Ming Ruo's ponytail was instantly messed up, she: ...

Long hair is so troublesome.

"What do you want to do?" Ming Fei asked after noticing her expression.

Mingruo: "I want to cut my hair."

As she said that, she stretched out her thumb and index finger and gestured for a length of less than one centimeter, "Just cut it this short."

Long hair is a bit heavy.

Ming Fei imagined the scene, and shook her head directly: "No, I won't allow you to cut off this beautiful hair."

Mingruo started growing her hair when she was ten years old. At first, Mingruo didn't know how to comb and tie her hair, and Mingfei always helped her. Now, Mingruo wants to cut it off, but she has 1 objections.

When Mingruo saw this, he didn't force it, and let out a cry.

Ming Fei frowned slightly, "It's been a pity to cut it after so many years."

Mingruo shook her head, and the long hair behind her swayed with her head.

"Did you hear the sound of water?" Ming Fei asked her.

Mingruo: ...

"Didn't hear it?" Ming Fei didn't answer, her face full of regret, "It's a pity."

Mingruo: "My brain has no water."

"All right, you're the smartest, we're here," Ming Fei said and stopped.

Mingruo followed her line of sight and saw the tattered signboard of Aijia Guesthouse. She was surprised: "What are we doing here?"

"That fellow Lan Fanhai said that someone wants to see you," Ming Fei curled her lips, remembering what she said to Ming Ruo, "By the way, if someone is rude to you later, you don't have to be polite to them, it's dishonest Prove that they owe it!"

want to see?

Mingruo caught the point of her words.

Don't you want to see her?to see her.

Can this commanding tone instruct Lan Fanhai?
No wonder Ming Fei was in a bad mood when she came out of the house.

Her eyes moved from the tattered signboard of Aijia Guesthouse to the other side of the street, where Zhang Bali had just opened the door to do business. She accidentally met a pair of dark eyes, which shocked him.

Mingruo said, "I want to eat barbecue."

"Huh?" Ming Fei was a little overwhelmed.

Mingruo said to her, "I want to eat barbecue, but you don't want to?"

"Eat!" Ming Fei looked at Zhang Bali across the street, with a nostalgic look in his eyes, "The boss's claws are very delicious, let's have one."

Mingruo: ...

"A claw?" Zhang Bali looked at Mingfei tremblingly, and then said cautiously, "I won't sell claws recently..."

Ming Fei drank iced soy milk and looked up: "Huh?"

A simple one-character sound, full of threats.

Zhang Bali: ...

"I, I am doing an event now, and I can give you a pound for free," Zhang Bali said with a sad face.

It’s just a pound of meat. If he changes back to his original form and cuts off a pound, it’s nothing.

Ming Fei put the iced soy milk in her hand on the table with a bang, Zhang Bali: ... QAQ, what does this aunt want to do.

"Free? Do you think I lack the money for that pound of meat?" Ming Fei asked angrily.

Mingruo said to her while drinking lemon tea, "Uncle Zhang also has good intentions, don't take your anger out on him."

"Hmph," Ming Fei snorted coldly, and said to Zhang Bali, "Go ahead, it must be roasted slowly over a slow fire. It will be sweet and delicious. If it is not roasted over a slow fire, I won't eat it."

"Okay, okay," Zhang Bali nodded repeatedly, wrote down the menu and went to the back kitchen to cut the meat.

(End of this chapter)