This vampire is cute

For one person, or for a group of people, there is actually not much difference, anyway, it is not for himself.

So in the second month when he couldn't sing the song of praying for rain, Yan Xuanling was kicked out.

It made Yan Xuanling deeply realize the sadness of being cannon fodder.

Yan Xuanling had already been stuffed into the carriage, shaken like a flower beaten by frost, her waist almost broke.

It is indeed the road to Manhuang, if the road is not so bumpy, I am sorry for the word Manhuang.

Yan Xuanling was holding her big package, which was full of worthless sundries, a dried flower, several pieces of worn clothes, and a dry milk cake.

Instead of using water, he can make a glass of clear water appear out of thin air in the cup, which is also one of the benefits of obtaining the power of nature.

That's why the temple didn't just throw him on the main road, but imprisoned him tirelessly.

Although he can no longer pray for rain on a large area, filling a bucket of water can still be done easily.

How could the temple prevent a piece of expired fat from displaying its remaining value? Even if it is expired, it is very attractive in this era when so many people have starved to death.

Just as Yan Xuanling was thinking this way, there was a swoosh... half an arrow pierced into the carriage, only a few centimeters away from Yan Xuanling's nose.

Yan Xuanling blinked, and said silently: "Wow."

By the way, he kindly knocked on the door of the carriage and said, "Please protect me..."

Before the words fell, the carriage was opened, yes... the whole roof is gone...

Yan Xuanling, who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, was suddenly pierced by the sun...

"I'm going!? Commander, here's a dead man in white clothes!!" Liu Jin yelled and was frightened, fluttering his wings like a chicken looking for an old hen to show that he was really frightened: "Tuan Long!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Did you think it was a live football commentary?Fool.

Yan Xuanling complained silently in her heart, took off her hat and looked at the man in front of her, telling him that she was still alive.

The man in front of him was tall, about two meters tall, with curly golden hair, and his pupils were vertical in the sun.

Werewolf... Yan Xuanling thought in his heart without any fluctuations, no wonder... His IQ can be explained in this way.

Captain... Yan Xuanling twitched slightly in her heart, who is it?

"You are really cowardly, flowing gold." The boy's voice was like a trickle, clear and gentle.

Yan Xuanling had never seen such a person before. His face was like the radiance of the cold moonlight, his scarlet pupils...and his handsome facial features.

To be honest, Yan Xuanling has never seen anyone more beautiful than him, neither before... nor after.

His good looks stem from an inexplicable aura, even if he pulls his long silver hair behind him, there is an inexplicable...cold and lonely, indescribably intriguing.

After this beauty saw Yan Xuanling, she wondered if she was also taken aback by Yan Xuanling's white body.

Yan Xuanling noticed that his eyes seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool of sadness for a moment, as if he stumbled and fell into it and could never come out again.

But he recovered very quickly, and just stretched out a hand to Yan Xuanling: "Will we meet again?"

What the hell? ?Yan Xuanling looked at him with question marks all over his face.

I saw this beauty used a beauty attack: "Hold my hand."

Yan Xuanling couldn't resist the temptation for a moment, tightly clutching her big package with one hand, and holding the beauty's hand with the other.

When Yan Xuanling stood up, he realized that this beauty was really young, she looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.