Vampire Cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

Look at the blood-boiling (?) scene below.

After the lion, another strong black bear came to the stage. As soon as he stepped on the stage, the wooden platform collapsed, and the host was pushed off the stage. However, the more intense cheers were like a wave of climax. Although the black bear man watched He doesn't look tall, which is commensurate with the lion brother, but it is obvious that his cheers are higher than the lion just now.

One hand took the coffee from Anfa's hand from behind, and gave him a cup of hot orange juice.

"It looks good?" Stress whispered in Anfa's ear.

Anfa stared blankly at the coffee that was taken away by Stress for a moment.

Stress took a sip without hesitation.

"..." Anfa withdrew her gaze, but her gaze unconsciously continued to drift to the stage.

In addition to martial fighting, there is also Wendou in the election of Beastmasters in the city that never sleeps. However, since ancient times, most beasts have not yet fully evolved, and the Wendou system is useless.The previous Beastmasters all said that the boiling blood in their bodies was born for fighting, and smoked the seven orifices of a group of elders. It didn't take long for the Wendou system to be abolished.

But there is no venue, and the city that never sleeps is still crowded for the beasts in the world, but the Wen Arena is arranged in the air unreasonably, just like small bubbles floating around the Arena, no one can count how many there are bubbles, because those bubbles all move.After refitting, it is transparent on all sides, and the fighting arena can be seen clearly, but no sound can come in.Outside the bubble, you can't see or hear what's going on inside, so now it's used as a VIP room, and there are all the necessary daily necessities inside.The only shortcoming is that the trajectory of the bubble movement cannot be changed arbitrarily.

"Because he has pecs?"

"..."

"I have it too, do you want to see it?" Stress's expression of eagerly trying to take off his shirt was very off-line.

"...No need." Anfa stepped down from the stands, staring down at Orange Juice intently.

"I still have eight pack abs and mermaid lines."

"..."

Anfa turned around and took two steps, put the orange juice in her hand on the table, sat down and rubbed her temples.

"Anfar."

Stress suddenly changed his face and said seriously.

It was the first time Anfa heard him pronounce her name so solemnly, and looked up at him in a daze.

"Have you often felt dizzy and weak in limbs recently?

Anfa nodded with rare cooperation.

"Hearing loss and blurred vision?"

Keep nodding.

"Is your heart in a mess?"

"?" This doesn't seem to be there.

"Nauseous..." Strass thought for two seconds, then straightened his words, "Want to bite?"

"……"Huh?Something seems wrong.

"Young man, you are short of calcium! Would you like some emergency syrup?"

"..." There are cat cakes.

Tiredness struck, the whole person was groggy, and Anfa simply closed her eyes.It sounds uncomfortable, and I don't know what's wrong. Could it be that the climate is not acclimatized?He didn't eat indiscriminately after he turned into a sheep, and he didn't even before. During this journey, his whole body seemed to be falling apart. If it wasn't for Strass to support him, he would have already collapsed.Especially in crowded places...

What he didn't see was that after Anfa closed his eyes, Strass' face immediately sank.He stepped forward and slowly raised his hand to smooth his frowning brows.

You don't have to know anything, and that's fine.

The premise is that you must survive.

Anfa felt in a daze that there was a darkness shrouded in front of her, and her hot breath was close at hand.A Jiling woke up, and waved away vigilantly, but his hand was grabbed.

A strong hand held his hand firmly, and Anfa picked up the nearest orange juice with the other hand, and it was suppressed on the case together with the orange juice before it touched the rim of the cup.

Unable to break free, Anfa opened her eyes, her eyes met, and the atmosphere became violent for a moment.

After a while, Stress coughed lightly.

"Did you just want to throw orange juice on me?"

Anfa raised her eyebrows: "Obviously I don't have a better choice."

He exerted a little more force on his hand: "Let go."

"Seeing that you are so energetic, I don't worry about it anymore." Stress sighed, not only did not let go, but also dragged him up, "Don't sleep, wait until you go back..."

There was a rush of people in the audience, and there was another wave of excitement. What they were looking at was a black dot floating in mid-air, looming in the soft light.

"Fantor!" Anfa was basically sure with a glance.

The angle they are at is actually far away from Fando, and all they can see is a black dot.

Strass laughed with a cracked mouth, let go of Anfa and let Anfa rush to the edge, holding the transparent French window with one hand, and stared at Fando below.

"It will be eaten as a trophy for the new Beastmaster."

"Eat?" Anfa turned her head quickly, and saw Stress was looking at him gloatingly with folded arms.

"Yes, the nature of these beasts is still bloodthirsty and brutal. As an envoy of God, they can't think of a better way to deal with it than eating it."

"..." Anfa nodded silently in her heart, the name Fan Pang is very appropriate.

"Will it be trapped?" Anfa asked shamelessly.

Stress organized the language and said: "Let's put it this way, although Fan Pang is an envoy with holy power, as a cat, what he can use is limited. When he encounters danger that he can't handle, he can only use this similar method." Hibernating to protect itself from harm, but unfortunately this time, the orcs have the technology to hack the holy... grid around it."

"Like last time?"

Strath itself is also a Class S hazardous item.

"Yes. They often can't wake up on their own, so they need someone to wake them up. But there are only two candidates for this particular one, one is a god, and the other..." Stress habitually wanted to show his fangs, and grinned depressedly Suddenly found that there were only two small canine teeth, so he withdrew his smile without leaving a trace.

"The other is me." Anfa continued for him, "So I must get the power of the new Beastmaster."

"Yes. Don't try to snatch it, because it is surrounded by electric grids that repel its magnetic field, and you can't get close to it without someone leading you." Stress warned.

Anfa rolled her eyes twice. "You also participate?"

Strass said, "You finally figured it out? It's not a sense of accomplishment for a person to take the position of Beastmaster without hindrance. A little hindrance is the right way."

"..." The corners of Anfa's mouth twitched twice, and she continued to observe Fando.

"Or, I will vote for you, you can rest well, and wait for me to hand over Fatty Fan to you."

Anfa squinted at him, if he could have this enthusiasm, why would he bring him to suffer?

"Needless to say the terms of exchange, I have always been proud of doing my own thing."

Strass seemed to be a little regretful, and he recovered for a moment: "Then let me wait and see."

"Bang bang bang" sounded like knocking on the door regularly.

"I'm very sorry to bother you. If the two of you intend to participate in the election, please register first." Voices came from all directions in the space, blurring the original voice.

The two quickly looked at each other, and then heard the voice continue: "Please rest assured, there are strict regulations in the city that never sleeps, we will not eavesdrop on any of your conversations without authorization, and now it is only the elders who welcome the arrival of the younger generation."

Strass was not in a hurry to thank the elders for their kindness, and retorted: "As far as I know, not every junior is lucky enough to be welcomed by the elders' ministry."

"Yes. The elders value the two who can master human thinking and abilities in one form. If they can win the throne of the new Beastmaster, the elders will definitely support them with all their strength."

"But there is only one Beastmaster." Anfa looked at the empty dust in the air, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"This is your business. Since ancient times, the winner is king, and the loser is Kou."

Stress, however, seemed to have heard something interesting, put his arm on Anfa's shoulder and said, "In that case, why don't we make a bet?"

Stress raised his narrow eyebrows slightly, and looked at Anfa with provocative eyes.

not so.All bets that are not aimed at envoys are pure hooliganism.

Anva lowered her eyes and waved his hand away. "If I win, Fando and you will be at my disposal?"

Stress sneered and narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you lose, you are not allowed to escape from reality."

Anfa obviously didn't expect that Strass didn't mention any excessive bets, and looked at him sideways for a moment, with obvious doubts in his eyes. "It's that simple?"

"It's that simple." Stress answered easily.

Anfa slightly loosened her tight lips.

"It's a word."

"It's a word."

After the voice fell, Stresses didn't wait for the voice to continue to urge him, opened the hatch first, and jumped down.

The windbreaker was half blown up, and he flew in the air like a swallow. With a smile on his face, he gracefully landed on the stage that could barely be called an open space.After straightening out the slightly messy clothes blown by the wind, he saluted the scene politely.There was a moment of silence in the audience, and another burst of cheers broke out.Stress's appearance and few animal-shaped features made the audience boil for a while.

"Oh my God, is he new here?"

"A born king!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah man god you are the best! man god man god I love you!!"

"Shan, I swear this is the most passionate and sincere thing you have shouted as an amateur fan in these years."

"Where did he come down from?"

"There! The VIP room! My God, there are people up there!"

Following the direction the man pointed, most of the people turned their eyes curiously, and saw a man standing in the air, holding a cup of coffee, half leaning on the cabin door, his casual clothes exuded a lazy and elegant look all over him. The blurred temperament sets off at a glance.

Seeing them looking over, Anfa waved to them politely.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, Shan?"

"My God! I saw my husband!" The one called Shan was a young girl with long, curly golden hair hanging over her shoulders. If it wasn't for the rare scales on her hands, she could almost be mistaken for the real one in the human world.

"...He looks at least three hundred years younger than you." Vilas, who was supporting the crumbling fir, was also a little stressed.

"Nonsense! I look very old!" Shan glared at Vilas, then looked at Streiss shyly again, "Both are my favorite types, it's really hard to choose."

"..." Wake up.

A scorching gaze hit Anfa, and Anfa looked back, Stress was looking at him, looking at the freshly brewed coffee in his hand with disapproval.

When the four eyes met again, only the spark of confrontation remained.

— Crackling.

As if to burn everything.

☆、Cute things are in my arms ([-])

There was no blood to be seen at the opening ceremony, and I don’t know which generation passed down the Rao Shizi’s rules. Everyone disagreed, and they could only abide by it before the elders voted for a decision.Of course, I don't bother arguing about such a trivial matter. If there is a grievance, you can wait a few days for the opening ceremony, and no one will care about it even if you hit the sky.

After Anfa and Strass finished pretending to be aggressive and teased their sisters, they left the scene.

It wasn't even halfway through the opening ceremony at that point.

After showing their faces, registering their names, and filing a record, the two of them are officially involved.

In fact, Anfa couldn't even stand firmly, but with a breath of air, a kind of unyielding spirit emanating from his bones supported him to complete all the procedures.

On the way back, Stress couldn't bear it.He took the initiative to meddle with him when his center of gravity was unstable again, gritted his teeth and said, "Is it interesting to be so brave?"

Anfa stood up again with the strength of Stress, shook her head, and tried to wake herself up.

"Don't forget who made the bet."

Stress said, "You're still so stubborn, Anfar."

Anfa ignored him and was about to walk forward, but was stopped by a group of strange people.Uncle Bullhorn was the first to hold the microphone and said enthusiastically in a strong nasal voice: "Hello! The two of you left the stage so quickly and didn't give an interview. Are you deliberately not wanting to get too much attention? Or do you want to give more opportunities to other competitors? ?”

"What do you two think of becoming one of the most promising dark horses today?"

"Both came out of the VIP room? May I ask what is the relationship with the elders?"

"May I ask what you do in the human world? You two have outstanding temperament and appearance. Are you interested in becoming a star?"

"May I ask if you two planned to go together just now? Although we have strict regulations that do not allow the killing of the same kind, there are still a few people who can truly live in harmony like you. May I ask who do you think will be the Beastmaster this year? Are you confident? Did you win under the last Beastmaster?"

"Is it true that both of you came to the city that never sleeps not long ago?"

"..."

Anfa kept the same smile on his face, but his mind became "buzzing". He almost thought he was terminally ill.

In a trance, I heard that Strass was uncharacteristically, neither kicking them away one by one, nor pulling Anfa or walking past them alone without saying a word or looking at them.

He was patiently answering questions!

This is simply too abnormal.

"Neither, he looks a little uncomfortable. I have to send him back to rest. Unfortunately, I don't have time to accept your interview."

"Oh? I'm not a horse. I might be a born king."

"I actually want to know this question too."

"The human world, the circus is here. As for the next question, I don't think I can decide on my own."

"Thank you, we'll do our best."

"Yes, but we're leaving soon."

"..."

Obviously, it is very immoral to forcibly keep a patient for an interview. The "reporters" made way for them one after another, but the interview turmoil did not mean to stop in the slightest.

A young man even jumped up and shouted: "Have you confirmed your title of born king?"

Strese didn't answer much at first, but as soon as this question came out, he immediately stopped in his tracks, hugged Anfa who was following behind him in a daze and was about to bump into him, and narrowed his eyes to look at him across the crowd.

The young man didn't expect that he would look over, and at first he was quite enthusiastic, but he felt a chill down his spine after he passed through the crowd and saw clearly.Stres looked at him with definitely not friendly eyes, and was a little frightened when he touched the cold eyes.

A crack appeared on Stress's frozen face, and then he shifted his gaze and said with a smile: "Sorry, my... patient is really uncomfortable, why don't you wait for the fighting to begin in a few days, and everyone come back to interview."

He said politely, but that irresistible tone gave them no chance to say no.All of them had to laugh and say "have a good rest", "health is important" and "health is important".

The way back was not as far as when he came. Stress took him for another half way and turned a corner before passing the barrier.

The pressure on Anfa's body was relieved immediately. Although she was still tired, she didn't have the feeling of suffocation in the city that never sleeps.He let go of the hand that Stress forgot to let go, and walked ahead with a cold face alone.

Strass sighed from behind: "Pull dick is ruthless..."

Anfa's expression cracked instantly, and she turned her head viciously: "What did you say?"

Stress acted innocent: "It's nothing."

After catching up with him a few steps, he continued: "Go and rest for a while? It will be dawn in half an hour."

"No need." Anfa turned her head and continued walking.

This scene is actually very strange. From a distance, the two big living people are walking leisurely step by step in the zoo, but the beasts walking at night are scared to detour when they see them.If it is photographed and posted on the Internet, it will inevitably be considered a hype.

Fortunately no one saw it.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and when the first light came, Anfa squinted her eyes, prostrated herself on the ground, and turned back into a goat when she opened her eyes again.

Ok?

That guy next to him is Em?

No, he is Stress.

Anfa began to believe that maybe this time it was really an accident, after all, there was no reason for Fando to include himself in it, and by the way, even Stress became an animal.

Oh, though maybe it was before.Compared with bats and bobcats, bobcats seem to be more majestic, right?Lynx?

The lynx is lying down and licking its paws.Seeing Anfa walking over, she sent a sad look.

Anfa shuddered suddenly, turned around and ran incomparably swiftly.

Stress, who was about to say something, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly got up and went after him.

Anfa secretly thought it was terrible, but she didn't intend to stop at all.The difference between herbivores and carnivores is obvious, and staying in place is just like a lynx doll.this is not fair.

After coming back, the strength is recovering bit by bit, but the consumption is not less than the recovery. Why do you think the life of a sheep is so rough?

It was only a matter of time before Anva was caught up. When Anva was exhausted and stopped to rest, Stress would slowly follow behind like herding sheep. Occasionally, during Anva's rare rest time, he would catch up by surprise. drop him.

Later, Anfa saw through the world of mortals, he gave up this boring game of cat and mouse, and was thrown down with a look of lovelessness.

I don't know where Strales got his interest from, he was enjoying himself playing alone, no, a tiger lying beside Anfa.

It is said that he is tens of thousands of years old.

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Strese was actually a little depressed, because no matter how he teased Anfa, he was unmoved, and only felt that his charm value had dropped by more than one point since he became a tiger.

Depressed and depressed, she saw Anfa's eyes half-closed by the sunlight, no matter how mischievous he was, she didn't look at him, and unconsciously stretched out her paw to touch his long eyelashes.

Anfa was naturally taken aback. After seeing the big meaty claws in front of her eyes, she immediately became angry in her heart, and the evil turned to her guts.

He stretched out his front hoof to step on his fleshy claws.

no response?

— step on.

Um?Feel good.

— step on.

Huh?The big meaty claws are so cute!

——Continue to step on.

Ah ah ah ah ah o((>ω<))o!

"..." Strayes looked at Anfa happily playing with his paws inexplicably, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Anfa played convulsively for a while, then heard a familiar voice say: "Em..."

The front hoof was stiff, Anfa didn't look up to see the source of the sound, but just retracted the front hoof, staring at the grass noblely and coldly, pretending that the convulsion just now was not her.

Xida's arrival was not accidental, it came specifically to look for Em, and when she saw that annoying sheep stepped on Em's paws, and Em could still tolerate it like this, she immediately froze.The development of things is always beyond imagination, but the most urgent thing is about the city that never sleeps.

It tried to get two steps closer, and saw that Em just lay beside the sheep and looked at it lazily, not as aggressive as last time.So he strengthened his courage and said: "You have already gone to the city that never sleeps, right?"

Stress ignored it.

Xida didn't care either, and said to herself: "I know it's a bit abrupt to say this, but I really need your help...I, in exchange, I can recommend an elder for you, so that you can be safe and healthy in three months." If you have a pass within a day, you can enter and leave the city that never sleeps at will within three years."

After finishing speaking, Stress didn't even bother to give it a look, and lowered his head to continue licking his paws.

Although Xida ignored him from the beginning to the end, Anfa's curiosity was aroused, and she thought: "What is the pass for the city that never sleeps? I didn't see where to swipe the card except for some roads yesterday. Seeing that he is determined to get it." The elder seems to have a high status, since he can cover the sky with one hand, why would he ask for help from another..."

Anfa glanced at Streiss, and couldn't take it anymore. This is really a trick, if only the trick wasn't aimed at him so much.

Strass looked back with a feeling in his heart, and Anfa immediately shifted his gaze.

"Little brother, let's not mention your terms of exchange for now, let me tell you what difficulties you have."

Xida didn't expect that the sheep would ask first, and looked at Anfa accusingly, as if saying, "Why don't you have any self-consciousness as food as a food".

Anfa, who has no self-awareness as food: "..."

Xida took another two steps forward, stopped again amid Stress's warning, and said urgently: "Em, you may not know that the city that never sleeps is also called the city that eats 'people', and it only swallows one person every day. But over time, there will be tens of thousands, and now after tens of thousands of years, those who disappeared have faded away with the torrent of history, but this problem has not been resolved so far, and it can be said that it will not be resolved.”

"These people who were 'eaten' were exhausted after entering the city and looked sickly, but this is equivalent to a mark."

Stress didn't take it seriously at first, but when he heard the words, he pricked up his ears calmly.

"At first I thought it was because I didn't adapt to the environment of the city that never sleeps, but I gradually realized that something was wrong, because these people who didn't adapt to it all disappeared as the days went by... It wasn't that they were killed by someone, but they really stood in the crowd Zhong watched helplessly as he suddenly disappeared."

Xida's voice sounded a little trembling, he paused to see that Em was listening, and then continued: "After years of research and development, there are potions that can enhance mental power on the black market, but most of them are in the hands of the Presbyterian Church. hand..."

Anfa interrupted him loudly: "If you want to say that you also won the lottery and want those potions, then I would like to ask, since you know the elder so well, why don't you ask him for help?"

Xida was interrupted and gave Anfa an unhappy look before continuing to explain, "The elders of all generations have always only recognized the strong, and the newcomers have never received attention, and they don't care about these things. Besides, friendship belongs to friendship." , they won't waste precious potions on..."

Xida's last sentence was just muttering. Anfa guessed it nine out of ten. He remembered that he was weak after entering the city, and he seemed to have won the "prize".

Anfa said: "Then it's over if we don't go to the city?"

Xida shook her head solemnly and said, "That's not acceptable. Everyone who was qualified but tried to avoid the city that never sleeps died suddenly in the end."

Anfa said heartily, you beasts have a lot to do.

Stress still didn't speak, so Anfa agreed to Xida's request for him.Unexpectedly, Strath didn't object, and only repelled Shida when he tried to approach again.

Anfa didn't think about it for a long time and put this matter behind her. She got up and walked for a while, and then lay down to rest when she was tired.

Stress has been very quiet, Anfa is a little confused, so it seems that he didn't hear a word from the tiger-shaped Stress.

The administrator not far away rubbed his eyes vigorously, reconfirmed that this was the tiger and the sheep from yesterday, and invited a few companions to watch, and wanted to see what was going on with the sheep by the way.The sheep was not afraid of people, and when he approached, Em yelled at him.Trembling with fright, he took two steps back.

The administrator was a little aggrieved. Em had never yelled at him before, but now as long as he got a little closer to his sheep, it would blow up as if it had eaten dynamite.

With Aim as a hindrance, the administrators didn't touch Anfa anymore, they just paid attention to them every day.After seeing the picture of the two often having a tryst on the monitor, the administrator said that he was abused, that's your lunch, dear!Please don't show affection like this!

Of course this is another story.

The author has something to say: The passing Tuji family: "..."

The bunny asked curiously, "Ma Ma, what are they doing?"

Rabbit Mama: "They, they are exercising in the morning!"

Rabbit Baba: "..."

Brother Tu gave the goat and the bobcat a cold sideways look, and said in his heart, "Damn making sticks."

Happy April Fool's Day 2333