After being picked up by my old enemy, I am so fragrant

The consciousness is upside down, chaotic and noisy.In the dark tomb, there was a smell of dust.

Lansa closed his eyes tightly in the coffin, his heart was being pulled in severe pain, as if someone wanted to pull him back from the silent dead world to the noisy world, and liberate his suppressed soul.

The next moment, the silver cross inserted in his heart was pulled out, and Lanza also let out a short muffled groan, completely waking up from the thousand-year slumber.

It was very difficult to even open his eyelids. Lansa saw a man with animal ears in the blur before his eyes, and heard his bold voice: "There is a vampire lying in this broken coffin, how old is it?"

Lansa moved his eyes, and saw wolf ears and tails in front of him, looking fierce like a werewolf holding a cross.Out of his instinctive sensitivity to natural enemies, he also smelled a werewolf.

Werewolf... The enemy in the dark night, who can hold the silverware with bare hands and still be uninjured, must be a werewolf with high-level blood!The powerful blood prince has no fear, only the consideration of attack when facing his old enemy.

Peace is the main theme in the hearts of humans and aliens in today's era. Werewolves have not only sneaked in the moonlit night, but also have become an indispensable pillar in various industries in the human world by virtue of their excellent physical fitness.

But in the heart of the blood prince who came back from the dead, a thousand years of slumber is fleeting, and fighting and wars are still the same as yesterday.

Lanza's heart was healing with intense pain. Although his vitality was weak, his hoarse throat still let out a dangerous growl, and he suddenly attacked, turning his hands into claws and piercing the werewolf's chest.

The werewolf pinched Lansa's wrist with one paw, his face full of helplessness: "What the hell are you doing?"

The two hands were locked on the werewolf's chest, but Lanza couldn't go any further. He lost too much power, and he was resurrected for the first time. It was a miracle that he could launch an attack.

Lansa vaguely remembered that the blood hunt had nailed him to death in this coffin, and now that he was liberated by the werewolf, he not only didn't appreciate it, but even attacked him on his own initiative.He didn't know the purpose of the werewolf in waking him up. He only guessed that it was a living experiment, or branding him as a slave, or depriving him of his power.

Lansa will never surrender, never willing, his dark pupils are gradually blood red, and the endless coercion is pressing on the werewolf: "...Delusion."

"What are you talking about?" The werewolf shook his ears suspiciously, threw the cross on the ground casually, and said in a sulking voice, "You're still a vampire, you're as weak as this bird, be honest! Follow me to do a research report."

Being underestimated and belittled is unbearable for the noble vampires, Lansa bowed his body and stared straight at the handsome werewolf in front of him, his gaze was like a knife.Research, these two words rolled around in his mind, his evil conjecture was confirmed, and he became more determined to resist.

To regain strength, to make the werewolf in front of him bow his head, pay the price of contempt and die.All he could do was stretch his fangs, paralyze the werewolf's mobility, and drink the blood of the werewolf most despised by thousands of compatriots.

"Keep stare, you know stare, you think I am happy..." The werewolf wanted to pull him up angrily, Lansa used this posture to bump into the man's shoulder, and bit on him with his sharp fangs. The most vulnerable neck for any creature, greedily sucks blood.

Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time, at this moment, he only felt that the wolf's blood in his mouth was sweet and delicious, and he sucked it more and more regardless of the severity, and sighed neatly, thinking that the werewolf in front of him had been subdued.

"It's so itchy, let go!" the werewolf snorted, pushing Lansa away with both hands, touching the bloodstain on his neck, "how could it be better than mosquito bites?"

Still itchy? "

Interrupting a vampire's meal, like interrupting a vigorous workout, can lead to more frenzied cravings.Not to mention that the werewolf's appearance of nothing happening, very frustrating the proud blood clan, it can be called humiliation.

"Unforgivable." Lansa had regained some vitality, jumped out of the coffin with eyes full of redness, slammed the unsuspecting werewolf down, and bit down on the neck again, drawing the sweetest and clearest blood in his heart.

The werewolf's body was bony and bony, but its tail was soft, fluffy and scratching Lansa's side.

"You look like a little wolf cub, bite whatever you see!" The werewolf was completely enraged, roaring and pushing Lansa away with all his strength, his fist was on his injured heart, and the painful Lanza bit even harder.

The sound of footsteps came one after another, and Lansa's arm suddenly went numb, and the feeling of powerlessness spread all over his body.Unable to move or open his mouth, he could only watch himself being pushed away by the werewolf in the next instant, and fell straight to the ground.

There were several werewolves and humans nearby, and they hurried over to check the werewolf's wound: "Captain Yi, are you okay? It hasn't been unearthed for a long time... I haven't found any new vampires, and they are still prince-level. The powerful blood tranquilizer has just been delivered. Come."

Was that a weapon against him?Lanza's heart was burning with anger.It's ridiculous, to be at the mercy of werewolf hunting...

Yi Ting ignored them, picked up Lansa with one hand, and walked out irritatedly: "Vampires really don't understand human language, so teach them well in the whole game!"

Lanza has already received three hours of brainwashing education from the director-in his opinion, it is brainwashing.

How can there be an era of peace?Human beings and alien races are hostile in their flesh and blood, and their grievances and grievances have been entangled for centuries. In just 1000 years, peace has been discussed.

He'd also heard that vampires were nearly extinct, and that vile humans and werewolves had joined forces to drive his kind to extinction, and were now using his powers.

Even in this situation, Lanza proudly straightened his body, raised his chin slightly, and threatened coldly: "Let me go."

The director spoke earnestly for a long time, and sighed: "The noble blood prince of 4000 years, Lansa. We will set you free, but your medical examination report... is that the state of your life body is very weak, and social cognition needs to be adapted slowly. We will send you Someone will accompany you for a while, please understand."

Lansa held his breath and closed his eyes, suppressing his desire for the werewolf beside him.

The werewolf Yi Ting fell asleep a long time ago, and fell into the chair in a very disfigured manner, dripping saliva on his body. At this time, his throat made a rumbling sound, and he woke up.

Yi Ting's pointed wolf ears were folded back, and he said irritably, "Why should I look at this old antique?"

The director sighed again: "Didn't you try it just now? He can't eat anything except your blood. If this continues, there is a risk of extinction. He is the oldest known vampire in the world today."

Lanza moved her throat, trying to resist the bloodthirsty desire again.That group of people took many kinds of blood, including live bleeding victims. Lansa refused to drink any of them, and only stared at Yi Ting's neck with scorching eyes.

One was that the blood smelled cheap and rotten, which did not arouse his appetite at all.The second is that he feels that there must be something wrong with the blood, and there must be something strange in it, which will hold him firmly.Just like this werewolf!

Thousands of years ago, there was never any prey, and he needed to suppress his appetite if he could hook.The blood of the werewolf must be an introduction aimed at him.

Lanza spread her five fingers to cover her exposed fangs: "You guys underestimated my vitality,

I don't need him. "

The director said seriously: "Yi Ting, this is an order. From now on, you are Lansa's caregiver, take him to your home and take good care of him. If there is no danger, provide him with blood."

"My family?" Yi Ting stared in disbelief, groaned a few times, then turned his head to look at Lansa, "Okay, Old Antique, be more honest."

Lansa frowns and fiddles with the round collar of this era, very dissatisfied: "I will not go to the dirty lair of werewolves, prepare an old castle for me." For the annoying werewolves, this is Lanza's biggest concession.He had no choice but to endure it for the time being, until he regained his strength and got rid of their control.

Yi Ting came over and directly grabbed Lansa's arm and dragged him away, growling: "Don't be silly, hurry up!"

"You're too presumptuous." Lansa said in a low voice, stretching out his hand to fight Yi Ting, but his physical strength after recovery was not as strong as the young and strong werewolf, so he was still forcibly dragged into the car.

Yi Ting closed the car door, got into the driver's seat and muttered: "It's bad luck, I shouldn't have pulled that."

Lansa was completely unfamiliar with this means of transportation, and asked, "Little werewolf, what is your identity and your ability?"

"Who is younger?" Yi Ting started the car, his ears trembling up to the roof, "Oh, you must be older than my grandpa. The werewolf team leader of the Abnormal Creature Investigation Bureau, Yi Ting."

Yi Ting... In Lansa, the senior werewolf family who did not have the surname Yi was probably the newest family in the past 1000 years.The feudal blood prince still feels that the world is ruled by werewolves, and he doesn't believe in peace.

Within a few seconds of starting the car, Lanza felt dizzy and dizzy, and his dead heart was shaken again.He put his palm on his head and asked his werewolf driver: "What did you do?"

"What are you thinking about today? Don't act like I'm going to hurt you." Yi Ting focused on driving ahead, no matter what the vampire did, "Don't you get motion sickness?"

Lansa didn't want to respond, feeling uncomfortable, he slammed his hands on the storage box in front of the car, and the things inside fell out with a clatter.There are a pile of glass beads, several bags of moon cakes, hair combs, electronic equipment, and a wolf tooth necklace, all of which looked like Yi Ting's treasures, and it was a pity that they fell at their feet.

"What are you doing, ancestor!" Yi Ting glanced at him, his tail froze in anger, and he stepped on the gas pedal, "Don't vent your anger on my things, get out of the car and settle accounts with you!"

When the car stopped, Lanza was already ashen-faced, leaning on the back of the chair dying, thinking that he had been rectified.The incompatibility of creatures thousands of years ago to modern means of transportation is beyond everyone's expectation.

Yi Ting pouted his tail and picked up a car full of small things, then cursed and helped Lansa out of the car: "You don't want to destroy everything you see, your desire to destroy is stronger than a werewolf..."

"You are abusing me." Lansa slowly came back to his senses, his handsome face was exhausted, "Is this also the order of your headquarters?"

While unlocking the lock, Yi Ting threw him into the room, complaining angrily: "Who doesn't want you to be well? Don't do it!"

Yi Ting's simple little home is quite warm, full of the atmosphere of an animal nest, and there are furries everywhere.

Lansa moved his nose slightly, and said without hesitation: "Your lair is too smelly and untidy. It needs to be cleaned, otherwise I can't live in it."

"It's so precious, I don't care if you like it or not, you have to stay here." Yi Ting was so disgusted, he locked the door and went to make room for Lansa.