Online game CF: I became a biochemical ghost

The count lives on crutches.

Knocked on the floor.

Make noise.

This is how to express your inner anger.

Hey.

As expected of a nobleman.

"But it doesn't matter anymore, does it?"

Ye Feng laughed.

walk over.

very kind.

He patted the Earl on the shoulder vigorously.

-1

"Don't get me wrong, this is how my hometown treats good friends."

If drunk.

Treat good friends more forcefully.

The saliva stars can be sprayed on the face.

"Look, if you explained it before, wouldn't there be no misunderstanding?"

【Name】: Nicholas IX

【Race】: Vampire

[Level]: 29

[Endurance]: [-]/[-]

【Vigor】: two thousand/two thousand

【Physical strength】: [-]/[-]

……

Level 29 big boss!

Ye Feng couldn't help squinting his eyes.

very powerful.

just.

Why is the physical strength only [-]?

What did this old ghost do before?

"Humph!"

Nicholas snorted coldly.

sideways.

Road:

"Madam wants to see you, come in."

lady?

Ye Feng's little head turned quickly.

Is it.

The reason for the [-] stamina is after strenuous labor?

Gee.

The life of this old ghost is very interesting.

envious.

Very envious.

By the way.

He turned his head and glanced at Kai'Sa.

cough.

It will definitely be colorful.

Looking for a three.

It's probably like a spy movie.

"I don't know why the beautiful and elegant lady is looking for me?"

Ye Feng said something casually.

Looks like a question.

In fact, he was praising the countess who hadn't met yet.

woman.

Even become a vampire.

It must also be very concerned about appearance.

in case.

There is such a thing as favorability.

Ye Feng felt what he said just now.

It will definitely increase the favorability value.

"Just go in," said the count.

Sometimes.

You say Westerners are arrogant.

Arrogant.

No one in sight.

Yelang is arrogant.

All day long, I look like my skin is itchy, come and hit me.

That's absolutely right.

But sometimes.

It pays more attention to etiquette than the ancient East.

Just like now.

Polite

Not arrogant or impetuous.

Don't hold back.

Even if Ye Feng just killed the count's ten blood guards.

It is still the guest first and the host second.

It shows aristocratic temperament.

Probably because of polarization, the longer you live, the more you care about these things?

"Three grams of oil."

Ye Feng thanked him.

Enter the palace.

then.

A strange sense of incongruity appeared.

prior to.

Ye Feng thought the palace was lit by candles.

result.

People use tungsten filament bulbs.

A tall man.

Wearing a red off-the-shoulder evening dress.

On high heels.

An elegant woman.

Slowly turn around and look.

A glass of red wine swayed in his hand.

Looks fine.

It's just the style here...it's an ancient oriental palace!

Too inconsistent.

"Guests from afar, hello."

The countess took a sip of the red wine.

Probably blood.

Smiling dignifiedly.

He gave Ye Feng an ancient western princess salute.

"Hello, noble countess."

It's rare for Ye Feng not to snap back his booger.

The knight responded.

Next.

After carrying out a variety of strange etiquette.

Just sit down.

Worth to talk about.

There are no long tables and benches in the West.

Instead, he kneels and sits in front of a low chopping board.

This is the standard ancient oriental sitting posture.

Gee.

It's getting involved with the East again.

but.

The count sat on the countess's lower head.

Before Ye Feng crossed over.

I've seen a lot of documentary films.

As furnished.

Where the Earl sat.

Not even a wife.