After Becoming a Little Sister

"Heh, there's no need to pay attention to that kind of person, it really stinks—go! Let's go ourselves!"

Aliya is heartbroken, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, you are so jaded.

While lowering her head and tapping on the keyboard, she sent text messages to the good khaki sister here, embellishing the gossip between khaki wild and Xu Shao, while not forgetting to slander her own Erqi: "Knowing people, knowing faces, not knowing Heart, I didn't expect that such a thick-eyed person would actually want to sell rot, it's really—"

"What?!" Lianhua let go of her hand in shock, and stood there dumbfounded.

The puppet cat Ruping fell directly from her arms—oh, it didn't fall, it just changed its position and lay down carefully on her chest.

Speaking of which, this is too much a violation of Newton's law. Wouldn't Mr. Niu jump out and say something?

"I said, it's not my good sister, but wild, you didn't see it, he almost held hands with Xu Shao before, disgusting!"

"..."

"Lianhua, let's go later—eh? Where's the person?"

"Go upstairs." Xiong Luoli pointed to the revolving door of the student union building that was still shaking slightly: "I just went in."

"... where's the cat?"

"He was taken away by her."

"What did she do?"

"It is estimated that they are going to collect materials."

"..." Alia finally came to her senses, forgetting that Lianhua likes this the most.

Moreover, it has been infected by harmonic energy for a long time, and the characteristics of the lotus are extremely prominent. Fortunately, this mouth's performance is not as shy as before.

Back then, she would only hide under the covers and use a flashlight to look at such things, unlike now, she has already begun to absolutely approve of people's creations.

"Your sister is really—oh, I really don't know what's so good about this kind of stuff. What has she written recently, and she still needs to get materials?"

"It seems that after writing about her masculinity..." Xiong Luoli recalled the manuscript she saw: "A story with you."

"Huh? The domineering president and a little white flower like me?" Aliya grinned, why is there such a bloody routine.

But it might be interesting to look at it from the perspective of the world of female venerables, like the poisonous weeds on it, try new flavors.

"No, you have also been masculine." Xiong Luoli clapped her hands: "Yes, that's right."

"...?"

"Then you are still the passive one. It seems that she is not the only one who is masculine, and others are also..."

"Stop her! Absolutely don't let her finish this damn episode! Damn!"

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"Ah-"

The fairy sister in men's clothing sneezed and rubbed her nose in doubt.

Strange, did I have a cold?But I haven't been sick for decades.

The last time I got sick was when I injected an inactivated virus sample myself in order to study a special biological toxin...

But when did that happen?

Sister Shenxian recalled those long-term experiences and pushed open the door in front of her.

It was the gate of a church, and there were not many people at the gate, and the gate itself was not cathedral-like luxury, but more like a small chapel in the suburbs, deserted, and even the crows looking down from outside looked bored.

She looked at the empty church, sniffed, and smelled the subtle smell of blood in the air.

Are you one step late...

Thinking of this, Sister Immortal walked all the way to the church following the smell of blood, and finally found the pastor in the confession room.

The pastor—the priest—or the staff, no matter what, he is now nailed behind the door of the confessional, his blood is already cold.

The posture of the crucifixion was quite strange, the palms of the hands and the chest were nailed through, it looked like it was fixed on a cross.

Dried blood accumulated a shallow puddle under his body, the amount of bleeding was unexpectedly small, and on his neck, there was still a tooth mark that looked like he had been bitten, with a little bruised purple color , surrounded by traces of extended blood vessels and meridians emerging under the skin.

Taking out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, Sister Shenxian casually took an ornament next to her and raised the corner of the deceased's mouth.

Unsurprisingly, two sharp fangs appeared in his mouth, and judging from the accumulation of dental calculus, these two mutated canine teeth were not newly grown—this meant that the priest himself was a An old vampire.

"...So when vampires are cleaning their teeth, aren't they afraid of being discovered by the staff?"

She turned around in such a puzzled manner and asked the few people who followed behind her.

Queen Iris blinked, and touched the corner of her mouth subconsciously: "Wash your teeth?"

"You don't clean your teeth?"

"I……"

"Do you have tartar?"

"..." Queen Iris, one of the four majestic kings of different races, even had to cover her mouth, with a little uncertainty and supervision, Gu Zuo and Zuo whispered to him: "Yes, there should be no... The teeth of the blood race ...cough—it's not easy to go wrong."

"It's not easy, but it means that there are still problems. It is still good to have a teeth cleaning once a year. At least it can effectively prevent bad breath."

Sister Fairy didn't care. She had studied werewolves eating chocolate. I don't know if vampires have dental problems. I don't know what's worth hiding. Shouldn't this be part of science?

If vampires really have the ability to effectively prevent dental diseases, they should contribute honestly.

To put it bluntly, if they have the ability, wouldn't it be better to be a dentist than to be a criminal?

"Who wants to be bitten by others with a small drill bit? If you can take medicine and take it well, then you will be so happy..."

Sister Shenxian muttered so, turned her head and walked out: "The ones here are dead too, let's go—do you remember any contact points?"

"No more." The Iris Queen sighed: "What the hell happened...there are only so many contact points I remember, and they are all gone. It always feels like—"

"It's as if the big villain knew we were in action and wiped out our mouths and corpses one by one, but he left me a little information."

"what's the message?"

"It can only be another vampire who can kill a heterogeneous species by sucking blood. There is internal strife in your clan, and someone has become a traitor."

Perhaps the person at this point of contact is a traitor, because although this church is not crowded, it has a good reputation and nothing has happened in decades.

It's really hard to hide a alien species after it's done, just like a wolf that sneaks in from a flock of sheep. Even if it's pretending to be a shepherd dog, it will still be discovered after howling.

Either by never doing anything and staying anonymous for decades, it is possible to construct a new identity in modern society.

For example, the original Iris Queen, who had been a house girl for decades, was not pursued by anyone—and the priest of this church may be the same. Although he is a vampire, he does not hurt people, but uses There are other ways to sustain life.

Once you do something, is it true that the current criminal investigation methods and technological monitoring system are given for nothing?

But obviously, the one who killed him by hand is not easy to deal with, the method is very cruel.

For a vampire, killing it in the same blood-sucking way is no less painful than that of a human being.

"A good vampire who hides his name, and a cruel vampire who is like a running dog... Interesting, is the power changing..."

Sister Shenxian took out her pocket, took out two pieces of chewing gum and stuffed them into her mouth, thinking while chewing.

"that--"

"what?"

"Is there any more gum? Give me some if you can."

"... Mouthwash? Better than chewing gum."

"Cough...yes."

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About half an hour after they left, two other people also appeared at the door of the church.

It's just that these two didn't wear men's clothing, one was simple casual women's clothing, and the other was an exaggerated European-style evening dress and long skirt.

Lace-trimmed gloves, flamboyant skirt, even the size is amazing—who else but the Red Dragon Queen, the Duchess of Westminster?

A welcome car belonging to the British royal family was parked at the door, and the butler in a tuxedo was the first to knock on the door with a full manner.

The Red Dragon Queen frowned: "I smell something that shouldn't be there..."

"Blood, white plum fragrance, and... the smell of cantaloupe flavor and rose flavor."

The fairy sister of the blue star version rubbed her nose: "This Baimeixiang is quite authentic, rare..."

"Bai Meixiang? What kind of perfume is it?"

"No, the face powder commonly used by geisha is from the book, but now it's rare to see people using it, after all, perfume is very convenient."

"Has the Japanese been here?"

"In the era of the globalized economy, why can't someone buy something in Japan and use it for himself? You don't need to go in, there's no one in it—just a dead vampire, or something that can't be saved."

"Is it your divine sense again? Every time I feel it, I feel—amazing..."

Whether it is being able to perceive the surrounding environment or be able to attack as if it were real, it seems to be beyond the scope of human beings.

Even if she inherited the extraordinary power of the Red Dragon Queens of the past generations, the Duchess of Westminster's spiritual power can't reach this point. Her telekinetic power comes more from a special transformation of power—as if there is A skill tree, and then relying on the blue bar to release skills is the same.

But this one is simply using the blue bar as a skill, which can be said to be a profligate consumption of mental power, but there is no discomfort at all. It is like the king of the endless treasure house, with a deep mental strength. Bottomless.

"It's not so amazing, it's better to say it's a waste. If possible, I want to gather my spiritual sense as soon as possible."

Sister Shenxian said and rubbed her forehead: "If you continue to diverge like this, I don't think I can last long."

"Are you okay? How about taking a break?"

"No, with this kind of strength, I can probably last for a few more years—let's go, I hope to find a way to exercise this kind of strength as soon as possible."

"..."

several years?

Actively or passively activate mental power coverage 24 hours a day, and then can it be consumed for several years?

The Red Dragon Queen sighed, thinking that such a monster can become an ally, which is probably the best result so far.

No one means there are no valuable traces. Solve the case and leave it to the police. They don't have the time to find the clues and follow the map to hunt down the mastermind behind the scenes. Underlings, and then torture to find out the details.