Vampire Cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

All the complaints I made were suddenly speechless.

I don't care that Strese didn't tell the full story, nor did he have the spirit to inquire into the truth, let alone guess.

If anything.

"What you said was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"cause and effect."

Strath was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You really remembered."

I shook my head.

Stress said: "That's right. He didn't ask, maybe he knew it from the beginning."

I stood up and flexed my numb hoof a few times.

"Don't tell such a story next time."

"You don't like to hear it?"

"No. I mean, you will be unemployed in the future, and the job of storyteller is not suitable for you."

Seeing Strays's confused face, I laughed and walked away with long legs (?).

39.

As soon as the one-month period expired, I returned to the human world, and Stress returned to the blood race world.

save the world?Stop messing around, I don't have the face of a holy father.I think I understand the purpose of Fando, or the purpose of that ball of light. Every time I go to a world, I will be forced to grow a pair of wings, so that I am one step closer to heaven.Although my memory is incomplete, I always feel that something big must have happened, which is far from being as simple as what Strayes said.

As for Stres, he probably wanted to stop him at first, but unfortunately he didn't succeed, but now he gave up for some reason.Either way, it's a good sign.

Fanduo was nowhere to be found. I wandered alone for a few days, and my passbook was almost exhausted. I thought it was time to find a job to make a living.

Where to make a living is a question I have to weigh.

Question: Where can I find a job that has a high salary and can allow me to disappear at any time without deducting my salary and being resigned?Waiting online, urgent.

……

Best answer: The landlord should be his own boss.

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I:"……"

Turning off the phone, he walked towards a stall calmly.

"Is the fortune telling accurate?"

The man pointed to the signboard: "No money."

I said happily, "Do you know what I want to count?"

He took out a bamboo tube, which was full of bamboo sticks.

"Draw lots first."

I took one at random.

"The 91st lottery of Yuelaoling"

"Your past is dead, I only speak from the present."

He said, "Pay the money first, then release the sign."

40.

He said: "Your past should be completely forgotten, not something that can be recollected. The ancients said that if you died yesterday, you will live today, and what happened yesterday will be the end of the whole region. Starting today, you can make new decisions and act on them, and don't chase after the past. Today, if we make a new decision, there will be great success.”

Sounds like a good point.

I decided to do fortune-telling every day from now on, but for others.

Whether this kind of profession can flourish depends entirely on nonsense, with my aptitude, I can completely get along and become a master of the generation√

I said: "What is the brother's name, what is his age, where does he live, and can he get married?"

He glanced at me: "I don't accept disciples."

I:"……"

Why would such a mystifying person set up a stall here, since he has no other business patrons besides me.

"Since meeting is fate, let's get to know each other. My surname is Zhang Mingsan. I am very grateful for your guidance today." I imitated him and said politely.

The man was very straightforward this time: "My surname is Li, and my name is Si."

"..."

41.

I had a premonition that Li Si would not have any more customers in the future, so I shook my head regretfully and wanted to leave.

He was stopped shortly after.That man was dressed like a dog, not to mention how energetic he was in a black suit, at first glance he thought he was an elite in the industry.

I raised my eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

"If you come, I can't come?" Strass stepped forward, and Li Si was about to close the stall, but when he saw someone coming again, he stopped.Stress drew the root lottery, "Please give me a fortune too."

I think he is more suitable for finding fault than the word customer, so I walked back to watch the show, hugging my chest.

Li Si took the sign and looked at it: "Old rules."

Streiss basked in the sun for a while, and reached out to touch me... and took the last two photos of Grandpa Mao in my pocket.

Me: ... I call you a fairy!

I kind of regret coming back to watch.He is from the world of Shenmian and the blood clan, how could he carry cash with him, he is quick to move, and I can't snatch it in the street, so I can only let Grandpa Mao into the pockets of charlatans.

I swallowed blood.

Forget it, I should go.Take it easy, I haven't got a job yet.

"Where are you going, go after listening."

Stress grabbed my wrist and played with it in his hand.

He could still make such a request. I was a little angry and withdrew my hand.

"Yuelaoling's marriage lottery lottery sign is on the eighth lottery. The words of the sign: knotting hair is a couple's birth and return, and death is long-term lovesickness." Li Si explained, "The comprehensive index of marriage is-fate index 99, happiness index 99 , the ambiguous index is 99, the lingering index is 99, the dating success index is 99, the confession success index is 99, and the composite success index is 99."

"You guys are in collusion." I'll bet Stresses must have seen the signature.

Strath chuckled, embraced me and said to Li Si, "Thank you."

I rolled my eyes to the sky, the person you want to thank is here, give me back Grandpa Mao.

He leaned over and said a word, which instantly blew me away.

"Going to open a room?"

I shivered for a long time and moved his paw away.

"roll."

42.

It took me a long time to remember that the man was originally a marriage tester.

As for Strath, he probably misunderstood something.

43.

I don't understand why a bat that sleeps all year round knows so much about the house opening business in the human world.

Leaving aside the fake ID cards, credit cards can also be taken out at will, which seems to be the image of Guan Hui who has risen from the elite to a rich second generation.

I still despise his bad behavior of touching my grandfather Mao. This is a personal moral issue and cannot be discussed.

44.

"Do you remember the Blood Pact?"

I shake my head.I really don't remember this one.

Stress took off his coat, threw it aside, and went to undo his tie.

I put my head down, rehearsing an instant murder in my mind.

Without realizing it, Strath finished taking off his shirt on his own.

"Look." He pointed to the pale, almost invisible scar on his chest, "This mark will expand to the whole body after a long period of time without seeing the bonded person, until it festers and dies, and at the same time it will be accompanied by the experience of immortality. "

I raised my eyes: "How could the blood race have such an evil contract?"

Strath: "You taught me."

"..."

He posted: "Are you afraid?"

I didn't know what to say for a while, so I could only say: "Stress, what about you? What are you afraid of?"

"Me? What I'm most afraid of..." He stared at me affectionately with his eyes, and with a deceptive voice, he opened his lips and said softly, "The soul cannot be redeemed."

45.

I don't know when, our breaths were entangled, our lips and teeth were touching, the lower lip hurt, and the skin was bitten, and I felt Stress's fangs, and I woke up instantly.I don't know if it was because of being confused, but just now there was an illusion of empathy, all his emotions seemed to be displayed.That kind of suppressed joy, loss, hesitation, anticipation... I can't tell what it feels like, with familiar and strange emotions that make people miss it.

In this extremely depressed mood, I was lost for a short while.

With a punch, Strass rubbed my waist hard, and the strength of pushing him with my hand went away by half in an instant.This force hit his chest softly like a baby.

Stress let out a muffled laugh, picked me up by the waist, walked to the edge of the bed in a few steps, and pushed me down on the bed.

I turned my head to avoid his falling kiss.

He was not annoyed, and hugged me tightly with a smile. "I'm sorry...I won't let you escape this time."

"you……"

"Shh..."

A hand gently broke my chin, and then my lips were blocked.I clenched my teeth, but he didn't force me to open my mouth. He just held my lips in his mouth, gnawing his teeth carefully, and licking with his flexible tongue.I tried my best to lean back, but there was no way I could avoid it.Strese's movements didn't stop at all, and I finally couldn't help opening my mouth to let out a moan, and his tongue took the opportunity to drive in, deepening the kiss more and more.Unprepared to prevent a mouthful of blood from being poured into my throat, I was almost out of breath due to overwhelming repulsion and pressure, my head was a little dizzy, and my body temperature, which had always been lower than ordinary people, slowly turned, Stres let go In order to hold the hands of my hands, I also began to unconsciously cooperate with his movements.

"Even if you will hate me in the future, I will..."

Won't let go again.

46.

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☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

The sound of killing and cutting was everywhere, and the sound of cold weapons attacking was endless, and the powerful and destructive attacks fell on the pitted ground from time to time, smashing one big hole after another.Thunder and lightning rumbled, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed like rivers, and scars were everywhere.

This unprecedented melee lasted for nearly a thousand years, but in the end it ended at lightning speed, with no winner.

There was a complete break between Hell and Heaven, the Blood Race began to stay out of the matter, and all the races involved in the melee withdrew one after another.

Of course this is another story.

Anfa got up from the pool of blood, her blood-soaked appearance was comparable to that of Shura.

His eyes swept across the newly added corpses in front of him, four-winged angels, werewolves, and vampires.Mingming watched his fellow clan die in battle with his own eyes, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of indignation in his heart.This calmness turned into indifference in the eyes of others.

He raised his hand to pinch a pure white feather that fell in the air, and a white light flashed in the next second. There was no trace of blood on Anfa's body. Her silver hair shone brightly in time and space regardless of day and night. The wide cuffs were windless and automatic. Clean is incompatible with fierce fighting on the battlefield.

"Uriel!"

The voice is immature and somewhat familiar.

Anfa's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked at the little guy with a crying voice calmly. After seeing him look over, the fear on her face was swept away, and she smiled and raised her hands with her short legs to cross step by step. The corpse ran towards him.

A thunderbolt struck, and the little guy had no time to dodge. Half of his shoulders were bruised, and he vomited blood, but he still staggered forward.

Anfa glanced at the sky indifferently.A fellow seraph looked at him for two seconds, snorted and shot the ball of light gathered in his hand to other places.

Seeing that the little guy was about to approach him, Anfa's pupils shrank slightly, avoiding his touch.

"Go away!"

Bloodlines!Stress!

The only child who appeared in the holy war, this is the ancient battlefield!

Although he didn't show it on the surface, there was already a storm in his heart.What kind of moth is Fan Duo messing with? Ancient battlefields come as soon as they are mentioned. Will he be able to change history drastically if he moves again.

Little Strass probably didn't understand what Anfa meant, or thought he was playing around with him, and wanted to pounce on him.A ray of holy light enveloped the entire Anfa, Strass was shaken away, and fell ten meters away, his hands were bloody and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he was at a loss when he stood up again.

"Uriel... I'm sorry..." Big eyes flickered, and grievances were written all over his face.

Anfa was taken aback when she heard the words, she didn't understand why she was angry with a child. He must have suffered internal injuries just now.Seeing the mist gathering in his eyes, he was afraid that he would cry in a second, so he stepped forward to comfort him.

Little Strass retreated a few steps in a hurry, tripped over a stone again, but remained silent.

Anfa helped him up, sighed and hugged the slightly trembling Stryce in her arms, and raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Little Strass flinched uncontrollably, blinked and said, "Hit me."

Anfa glanced at him, but didn't speak.

He summoned up his courage and said, "I didn't listen to your words, and I am willing to be punished."

Anfa couldn't understand, how could such a soft and cute little blood clan grow up to be moody and...

The next moment, Anfa pushed him away with a palm, and the place where he was standing sank into a crater about three meters, and the power of the thunder and lightning still remained.Murderous look flashed across Anfa's eyes, and she looked into the air impatiently.

"Cesia!"

Checia sneered: "My lord knows who I am now? Haven't you always been arrogant?"

Anfa didn't bother to talk nonsense, she quickly went to Stress to block the blow, picked him up and flew to the periphery of the battlefield.

"Wait!" Chesia waved the halberd in his hand, and a huge force fell from the sky, splitting the space in front of Anfa. He turned around in a hurry and retreated thousands of feet, so as not to be caught in the whirlpool.

The vortex only stayed for a moment, and when everything returned to calm, the number of people from all races who had been fighting there had been reduced by half.The internal strife here was too sensational, and it inadvertently aroused public outrage.

Cesia did not lag behind Anfa's speed at all, and arrived almost at the same time.Stopped in front of Anfa, with a horizontal halberd.

"Stop! You can't go anywhere, come and fight me!"

Anfa said calmly, "What qualifications do you have?"

"I've let you go because you saved the blood race, but you can't blame me for blatantly bringing it by your side."

"Are you trying to blackmail me with this?"

"Don't dare." Chesia didn't relax at all, "I have admired the name of Sir Seraphim for a long time, and I have long wanted to fight against the former Battle Angel, but...you never paid attention to it."

Anfa laughed angrily. "You are unwilling to degenerate yourself, why should I bother with you?"

Chesia's expression changed, and before he could speak, there was another person beside him, with a pair of dark wings covering the sky and the sun without any cover.

Fallen Angel.

Anfa took a look and then looked away, as if she didn't care.

"Step aside."

"As expected of Uriel... If you insist on breaking through, no one can stop you." The fallen angel smiled speciously, "Rebirth from the ashes is not a favor that every angel can get, you are very angry now Heavy, do you want to consider coming to hell to develop..."

Seeing that Anfa's complexion was unkind, she changed the subject in a polite manner and said, "What you have in your hand may destroy you forever, so you are not willing to give up?"

After Anfa came back here, her memory was revived, and all sorts of miscellaneous things rushed in her head. Taking over the feathers or rescuing Strays were all subconscious actions. If Anfa was still a vampire, he would definitely choose to stand on the sidelines.

"Who I save has nothing to do with you, good dogs don't get in the way." Anfa said calmly.

Chesia was a little shocked, surprised that these words came from Uriel's mouth.You must know that Lord Seraph didn't say as much in this short moment in the past year, let alone such provocative words.Seeing everyone is completely ignored, as cold as moving ice, but there is not much sense of existence.

"Uriel? Your brain was broken?" Chesia couldn't help but ask.

Anfa paused, then glanced at the corners of her eyes: "Who is Uriel, you are looking for the wrong person."

Cecia was stunned for a moment.

The fallen angel watched with great interest. Cecia said that he wanted to fight only to provoke him, but he saw signs of depravity at a glance, and a dangerous message flashed in his eyes.

A sharp meow came suddenly, and Anfa's eyes changed in vain, and she had already changed places.

"Anfa, I know that without me, you can't do anything, so can't you pretend to be Uriel?"

"You started complaining before I settled with you. Don't think I can't roast you because you are a cat...Tell me what kind of shit this time..."

"Broken! Ground! Fang!" Fan Duo felt that every time he talked with Anfa was a kind of torture, he hoped that the old man would quickly remember that even returning to his previous cold personality was tolerable.

"Did you put your titanium alloy dog ​​eye amine on the goat! This is the temple of heaven!"

"What?" Anfa paused when she heard the second half of the sentence, she was dazed for two seconds, and turned her gaze back to Stres.

The latter was hugging Anfa's arm tightly, his eyes were closed, his brows were frowning, and his mouth was half-opened as if to say something.

Anfa didn't hear clearly, he just felt his head pounding and almost forgot where he was.Where is the temple, can the second generation of the blood family live there?He broke away from his hand and changed him to a more comfortable position, and raised his wide sleeves to cover half of Stress's body.

- You must leave quickly.

"Uriel..."

"What?" Anfa heard that his voice was getting louder, thinking that he was going to say something uncomfortable, she kept on stepping, and patted him on the back impatiently, "It's okay, I'll take you away, drinking water still hurts You have to endure the pain. You are a vampire, so I can’t give you holy water. I’ll bandage it up for you in a while. If there’s any pain, remember to tell me... What did you say?”

Anfa saw that he was restlessly grasping something in the air with both hands, and he was still muttering something while unconscious, so she lowered her head to listen.

"...Uriel...don't leave me, I...I will listen to you..."

☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

The temple without living things is like an endless maze that you can't get out of anyway. The longer you are trapped, it will have no effect on Anfa, but the strength of the guy in his arms to grab his arm is getting weaker and weaker. The bloody little face became paler and paler.

When asked about Fando, it just hesitated and changed the subject, obviously not wanting them to leave.Logically speaking, he should have been here before, and shouldn't have no memory at all, but he just can't grasp the track of memory.

Anfa took a lot of trouble, flapped her wings, gathered a white light with her bare hands and turned it into a sharp sword, and swung the knife in the air. It seemed that it didn't take much effort, but the lethality was enough to destroy the world.

The sharp sword that can break through everything is useless here, and the temple is not moving at all, and there is no ripple at all.

Stress's seven orifices began to bleed, and he opened his eyes like a flash of light. His eyes, as black as ink, were fixed in the void, empty and numb.

He pulled out a smile and raised his hand slightly. "Uriel... are you angry? For me?"

Anfa couldn't tell where the panic in his heart came from. He knew that the vampire in front of him would not only live well in the future, but also go out to do harm to the common people, but seeing his frail appearance, he wished to bear the harm for him at this moment.

Maybe it was because his appearance when he was young was too deceiving.Anfa thought so later.

A cut was made on the wrist, and the wound healed suddenly.He scratched the same place a few more times without blinking, and the bright red blood flowed out before he stretched his wrist to Stress's mouth.

Little Strass took a few breaths unconsciously, bit his arm with his fangs, and greedily agreed.

Anfa's eyes dimmed, but she didn't push him away. She touched the hairline at the back of his head, thinking that it would be better for him to grow a little longer in the future, and to comb his hair with a bun. It would be best to take a few photos Let's see how he dares to be arrogant when he grows up.

A faint sigh came out of nowhere: "Uriel, why don't you let him go?"

"I can save him." Anfa said.

"You think so now?"

"Do not."

Anfa paused, confusion flashed across her eyes, "Sorry, I can't tell."

"You don't know what, have you forgotten how he treats you?" Fan Duo followed, biting the hem of his clothes and not letting go.

Strass woke up after the voice appeared, and gently pushed away the arm that had two blood holes bitten out by him, his eyes were still absent-minded.

"Don't make it difficult for me." Little Stress smirked, "Uriel."

"You have to know how to grasp the second chance." Fan Duo was determined not to let go.

Anfa glanced at it indifferently, and Fan Duo was taken aback, almost prostrate on the ground.

"Don't make trouble, Fatty Fan."

"..." The look in the eyes is indeed an illusion.

Stress hugged Anfa tightly, and took a deep breath around his neck: "It's enough to find you."

Suddenly breaking away from Anfa's embrace, grabbing the sword in his hand and holding it in his arms, Stress used too much force and fell not far away.Pain flashed across his face, but the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

"You..." Anfa wanted to pull him back for a moment, but she held back her half-stretched hand.

Seeing his face gradually blurred, Strass pushed him away as if it took all the strength in his body, and smiled slightly at him, being swallowed up bit by bit like a light curtain covering his body, turning into flying ash, stars Little by little into the void.

"Why..." Anfa murmured.

The tarnished holy sword lost its support and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Anfa just woke up like a dream, and the expression on her face became more and more calm.

"why?"

He didn't know who he was asking, and he didn't really want to know the reason.

"Where are you going?" Fando called after him.

Anfa didn't even look back.

"hell."

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"Have you had a nightmare?"

When Anfa opened her eyes, she saw Little Strass was facing him, with big eyes rolling around.

He remembered that he was still talking to that voice a second ago, and that group of light was probably the legendary god.I can't remember what I said when I opened my eyes, there are only two sentences.

——Are you going to disobey the destiny?

—No, I think you are wrong.

Anfa lowered her eyes, and couldn't remember what kind of mentality she had to say this to God at that time, let alone what kind of mood she had when confronting God.

"Where did you go today?" He heard his own voice say calmly.

When he came back to his senses, he stretched out a hand, as if to touch his head, and froze in mid-air for a while.

Strass leaned forward and rubbed against his hands: "I went to play with Brother Amo."

"Yeah." Anfa withdrew her hand and rubbed between her eyebrows.do not know.

"Are you still going to sleep?"

"Yes." Anfa replied absent-mindedly.I still have to go out, at least a visit to hell is inevitable.

"Oh...well, I won't bother you anymore." Strass took a step back, tucked the quilt for him, walked a few steps and then stopped, standing still.

Anfa waited for a while and said, "What else?"

"No." Stress said with a gentle smile, "You are very beautiful, I want to see you for a while."

"..." Anfa's forehead twitched, and she turned her back to him: "You won't feel that way when you grow up."

Stress didn't speak for a long time, and the door was gently closed with a click.

Anfa thought about his current situation for a while, but couldn't figure it out for a while, and after a long time of thinking, he sat up suddenly.

What do vampires eat?In his experience...he has no experience [manual goodbye].

Stress was really soft and cute when he was a child. He couldn't catch "prey" like this, and maybe he would be regarded as "prey".Wait, can the little blood race eat?That normal food?As a vampire without infancy, Anfa: "???" It's really... a waste of time.

Go cook, eat by yourself if you can't eat, he has almost forgotten what the food tastes like.In the worst case, if you get bitten, you can treat it as a free blood donation.

The kitchen was clean and there was nothing there, Anfa sighed and planned to go shopping in person.Strass sat motionless in the yard with his back on his back, leaning his head on the stone pillar, probably asleep.Anfa couldn't help but lighten her steps. Seeing him shrink back slightly, she realized that his body was indeed too thin. She folded back and took a coat and gently draped it over his body, and took away the wooden box in his hand.The two red carp in front jumped up to show their presence, Anfa thought for a while and sprinkled some fish feed from the wooden box in the pond, put it aside and tiptoed out.

Anfa actually has no impression of this place, but she can magically find the right place every time—for example, this milk powder store.

Buying milk powder was just a whim, and it was only when I went back that I realized it was wrong. Based on the age of human beings, three or four-year-old children should not drink milk powder...

Anfa hesitated for a while, and opened the door bravely.What does a child know? Speaking of it, I still want to see the bear child holding the milk bottle. At the same time, I can't help laughing when I see Strys's irritating appearance when he grows up. The contrast is too great and he is incompetent .

In the yard, Stress was still in place, the coat that was draped over him was hugged in his arms, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he didn't turn his head when he heard the sound, as if he froze.

"Why are you still sitting there, you want to go back to sleep in the house, it's very windy here..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was staggered by the rushing brat, barely stood firm, and his right leg was hugged.

Anfa was holding a bunch of bags in both hands, unable to free her hand to help him, she let him hold it a little funny.

"Stress?"

After a while, he let go of his hand, took a step back, and raised a big smile: "I... I thought you were gone."

The eyes are watery, the corners of the eyes are slightly red, and it looks like they have cried.Anfa didn't compare him with the grown-up vampire, this crybaby was completely different from the guy he remembered.I can't hate it, and I don't even have the interest to make fun of it.

With a faint smile, he lifted the full shopping bag in his hand: "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

The author has something to say: It's been a long time since there was an update...

A small theater:

When Anfa was making milk powder for little Stress, she looked at the bear kids passing by and asked, "Little friend, how old are you this year?"

The bear boy replied without thinking: "About 700..."

Anfa: "..."

He suspected that his ear was broken, "What?"

Strass blinked innocently: "I don't know why I haven't grown..."

"..."

Although she didn't want to admit it, Anfa was very sure that the later Strass was taller than him, and now... Maybe some opportunity was missing.

Anfa, who knew the truth, wanted to make a bottle of milk powder for herself. After all, he was a baby based on his age...

☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

Fan Duo came here once, probably to see that he was living too leisurely, and brought some unfortunate news.He asked him to read all the books in the study before deciding whether to go to hell or not.

Anfa nodded calmly, he seemed to have forgotten the business.

For the past month, he has been devoting himself to feeding a certain brat in different ways. Seeing a thin and weak brat gain a few pounds, he immediately feels a sense of accomplishment.

Anfar said, "I thought you disappeared."

"I'm in the temple, you can come to me anytime."

"Let's talk about it. I might not be able to get in then." Anfa waved her hand.

Fan Duo stood firm as a mountain: "The gate of the temple is always open for you, and no one will stop you when you want to come back."

Anfa didn't appreciate it, and said, "Is this what you mean or that one?"

"..."

Anfa couldn't wait for an answer, and didn't worry about it: "How is it on the battlefield?"

"You don't have to care about this, Heaven won't lose." Fan Duo glanced at Little Stress who was about to pull his tail, "I can't come out for too long, you can do it yourself."

Tsk, Fan Duo, who is stern and straight, has lost even the usual slight sarcasm, which makes him a little unaccustomed to being serious.

……

I'm not used to it!

The study room looked small, Anfa randomly took out a book, and a different one immediately appeared in its original place. At first, she didn’t pay attention to it. After reading it, Anfa found that she couldn’t put it down when she put it back to the original place, so she took another book without giving up. Book, the vacancy on the bookshelf is filled again.

Anfa: "..."

Who the hell set up a formation in the study!

Anfa went out to relax with a thick book in her pocket. Using this method to delay time is simply too clumsy... too shameless.

It would have been nice if he had found out one day earlier, he would not have promised so happily.

Stres was probably affected, so he also found a book to read. Most of the books in the study were boring, and I don't know where he found the picture albums that mainly focus on paintings.He sat down beside him, turned a few pages with his head propped on one hand, pointed to a picture and asked, "What is this?"

Anfa looked away from the ancient text, and patiently explained: "This picture is a representative of the Nine Realms... You see, this is a werewolf. They are addicted to blood and fighting. His body is unreasonably fast and flexible. .It can even turn into a giant wolf, making his stamina and speed even more astonishing, making him even more unscrupulous when chasing and killing enemies.

This is the Titan, a giant race in Greek mythology, descended from Gaia, the goddess of the earth, and Uranus, the god of the sky.They once ruled the world and tried to rule the kingdom of heaven, but were overthrown and replaced by the Zeus family.

This is the elf..."

"Will I grow up like this in the future?"

"What?" Anfa looked down, and this guy was about to cry again. Remembering that he had just introduced the hideous blood elder in the picture, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Putting down the book in his hand, he hugged him in his arms and comforted him: "The drawing in the book is to highlight the specialties of the major races, not that they were originally like this."

Strass blinked, pointed at the seraph and said, "But he looks as good-looking as you..."

The angel above the castle holds a scroll in his hand, with a sacred and solemn expression.It should be a certain archangel, Michael?

How did it happen that there was Michael in the melee in the Nine Realms?Will he agree to Heaven's participation?A terrible idea suddenly popped up in Anfa's mind, the human race will not participate in the war, and neither will the dwarves. The elves always just want to stay out of it...

So... the so-called melee in the Nine Realms is just a cover?

Or maybe there is a hand pushing history forward...

Anfa rubbed the space between her brows, what exactly did she want to prove?

The sleeves were ripped off, Strass wrapped his hands around his neck, buried his head on his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Uriel, I'm sleepy."

Anfa patted him on the back and whispered, "Go back to sleep if you're sleepy, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Stress shook his head and rubbed his head against his neck, still refusing to let go.

... Is this brat acting like a baby?

The brainstorm that had just gathered in his head dissipated with a "snap", and he was now scorched by Lei's tenderness.

In fact, he didn't change his clinginess even when he grew up. Of course, Stress's clinginess as an adult is even more... overbearing.

……

What do you want him to do?

Anfa didn't care about Stress hanging on him like a koala, picked up the book that was set aside and continued to read.The little guy is soft and doesn't weigh much when hugged, just like hugging a human-shaped pillow.

It began to rain lightly in the evening, and Strass showed no signs of waking up. Anfa propped up a barrier to block the wind and rain. The faint light was outside the barrier, and the stars flickered with the rain, enough to read the book The handwriting will not wake up the little guy.

When Sasim found him, he saw such a warm scene and didn't know how to interrupt it.

Fortunately, he didn't wait too long. Anfa turned over the last page, glanced up at him, and continued to immerse herself in the book.

Samuel didn't mind this level of ignorance, so he walked up to sit on the stone bench and waited for him to finish reading.

Anfa began to regret that she didn't bring out more books, lingered on the last line several times, and finally closed the book.

"You still haven't changed at all."

"..." Anfa raised a finger to signal her silence.

Sasim was a little surprised, and smiled to signal him to take it easy.

Anfa was about to carry Stres back to the room, but he woke up as soon as he moved, rubbed his eyes, and whimpered: "Uriel."

Anfa sent him to the door, without speaking for a long time, her voice sounded a bit cold: "Go to sleep."

Seeing an outsider coming, Strass didn't stick to him, nodded and walked to his bedroom.

Anfa turned around, her forehead twitched, what expression does this person have!Samuel withdrew his complicated expression, and said with a smile, "How did you think about my proposal last time?"

Anfa pretended to be stupid: "What proposal?"

"Fall and come to hell." In some ways, Thasim was patient enough.

"I will not fall."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Anfa was very confident.

Sasim seemed to have expected it, without any hesitation in his tone. "It doesn't matter, even if you don't fall into hell, you are always welcome."

What this said is a bit intriguing.

He dared to say that to show that Hell was not only not afraid of his destruction, but also showed enough sincerity to show his attitude.

Thinking about contacting Fando for a while, it formed a situation where heaven and hell are wooing him at the same time.Why?What does he have?ability?right?

It is not accepted because Stryce, heaven and hell are not afraid of a young blood, so