(Maopu Chinese) Villa area, the roof of Block A.

"What a young group of young people. If the old man was born ten years later, he would want to mess with them all day long. A middle-aged man in a black power suit sighed.

"No conscience. If you want to be born late, why don't you tell my grandfather, you will be impulsive again ten years at night. Next to the middle-aged man, the leather-clad woman scolded lightly.

"You girl, why are you talking to your father? You should play theology with others and be self-reliant. ”

"Don't play with the old lady, he is just an ordinary object of protection, not to the level of an idol, what does the old lady learn from him." The leather-clad woman was disdainful.

"I can't talk about you," the middle-aged man tilted his head to the side, and after a few seconds, he turned around again: "What, girl, can Daddy discuss something with you?" ”

"There's something to say, there's a fart."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was not annoyed, but rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "Ah, Daddy, Daddy, I want to buy a helmet......"

“。” The leather-clothed woman looked at her old and immodest father in astonishment, and sighed: "If you want to buy it, you can." ”

"Really." The eyes of the middle-aged man in the power suit are shining.

"Of course," the leather-clad woman lazily changed her position, "However, I want to try whether the power of the Expansion Rotting Technique and the Poisonous Pepper Water has grown recently." ”

"What. What does it mean. The middle-aged unknown reason, after a while, he shrank his head: "You want to use me as an experiment." That, that's still it, I won't buy it. ”

"No, just try it once, isn't that just right? You don't have to make leek and egg-stuffed buns for your mother every day. ”

"That's right, leeks are aphrodisiac, girls can't always eat them."

The middle-aged man was about to agree, but after a glance, he changed his words: "I'll go and catch the experimental subject for you." ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he jumped straight from the top floor, landed without a sound, and soon ran over the back wall of the villa.

God, the villa is as tall as a three-story building. The back wall is also three meters high. This skill, if you participate in the Olympics, there is also a diving high jump hurdle champion or something.

…

On the top of the hill at the rear of the villa area.

The blood droplets knelt on the ground, looking at the middle-aged man in the opposite side with resentment, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous.

"This job shouldn't be accepted." This is the most intuitive idea of the blood droplet at the moment, and the inner monologue at the same time.

My name is Blood Droplets.

Born from a small town in the United States, born in a family of blood cultivators whose mantle was almost lost.

Since I was a child, I had no friends, because my father told me that I was the last generation of vampires on the earth, and I shouldered the fate of the ZTE family, how could I have friends.

I didn't disappoint my father, I managed to suck his skills with my immature fangs, and became the head of a new generation of families, although I didn't have ZTE, but at least I took the first step, didn't I?

In my father's vampire diary, I learned that in the far east, there was a group of people who majored in body and soul, and they were the best food for our blood cultivation.

I longed for the ZTE family, and I longed for it, but I was too weak, and I had to improve myself.

So, I joined the Killer Alliance, eager to one day, go to the Far East and realize my dream of the ZTE family.

However, not long after I joined the Killing League, an old boy named Muhand-Jones-Rothschild hired me for life, deprived me of my freedom, and made me read a book every day. I thought that I had no chance of being connected to the Holy Land of the East in this life.

…

My name is Blooddrop, and I'm a killer. No, strictly speaking, I'm a blood cultivator.

Unexpectedly, in the end, I still came to the Eastern World, where although there was no spiritual cultivation mentioned in my father's diary, it was bright and green, like a fairyland.

I am very grateful to Lord Mohammad Jones Rothschild, the old man who is in charge of the Rothschild family, who is simply my reborn parent.

I will definitely fulfill his deathbed, uh, before leaving, to spy on an ordinary boy, and there is no one more suitable than me.

…

My name is Blood Drop, and I am a Blood Cultivator. No, I'm a monitor.

Half a month ago, my forty-five yards of big feet stepped on the Holy Land of the East, and I came to the boy's villa and began to fulfill my obligations as a watchdog.

Under my protection, I feel that the life of that ordinary boy is very good, he plays games every day, molests and teases the four girls around him, so unhappy.

While I was dutifully protecting him, I didn't know that disaster was already coming.

One day, I was surrounded by a middle-aged man, and a beautiful woman with violent tendencies in the corner of the villa area.

They didn't play their cards according to the routine, and before I could read out the book that Master Jones had asked me to memorize, they threw a ball of light at me.

Wrapped in that dim light, I felt my perfect body start to swell, and I wanted to fart, but the beautiful woman sprinkled me with a touch of red rice.

I thought she was going to save me, but I found that my body was expanding faster, and I started to panic, and I struggled to escape, trying to find a place to heal.

…

My name is Blooddrop, and I'm a monitor. No, I'm a seriously injured patient.

According to the guidance of memory, I reluctantly gave the taxi driver who was waiting for me a place name, which was the healing shrine I had longed for for a long time, called Slut Heaven (read backwards), where my father had healed, and he said that he would never forget it.

I thought that I should be able to get good treatment, so I gave the card that Mr. Jones gave me, and Mr. Jones said that in Huaxia, you can't fall, unless you take this card and report a string of numbers.

However, the taxi driver didn't seem to know where I was going, and I felt like I was going to die, but I didn't have the ZTE family, and I was afraid that if I went to heaven, my father would reproach me for wasting his abilities, what should I do.

…

My name is Blooddrop, I am a patient, I thought I was going to die, but I never thought that in the end I would still live.

I would like to thank the taxi driver who took me to the big waves, he was such a nice guy who not only arranged a ward for me, but also helped me call a doctor, no, in Luo's name, it was a technician.

The technician gave his life to save me, and after a long meal of work on my body, I woke up, but the technician's wonderful body was swollen.

Luo asked me not to blame myself, and wanted me to get comfort from the recently popular "War Spirit World", I believed it, who made Luo my first friend.

…

My name is Blooddrop, and I'm a patient. No, I'm a gamer.

In the sea of games, I saw the hope of the ZTE family, and I used the books that Master Jones asked me to memorize, and I sensed the same kind.

It turns out that the battle cultivation spirituality in the Eastern Holy Land is all cultivated in this virtual space.

Luo was a good friend, a good partner, he took me to improve my physique, collected equipment for me, and soon, I had the ability to hunt.

However, what puzzles me is why others have a frightened expression when they see me sucking monster blood, but Luo admires it.

Luo told me that they didn't understand me, and I thought so, that Luo was really a good friend worth dating, so I happily shared with him the books that Master Jones asked me to memorize.

At the same time, when Luo couldn't afford to pay for the room, I handed over the card that the kind taxi driver asked the front desk to transfer to me and handed it to Luo. Who made us friends?

We happily swim in the ocean of games and practice selflessly.

…

My name is Blood Drops and I'm a gamer. No, I'm a blood cultivator.

Mr. Jones was angry, he scolded me for not being addicted to the game, wasting half a month, and I defended that I was also being monitored in the game, but he had to let me do it again.

Luo said, in fact, I am a dog in captivity of Master Jones, and persuaded me not to go, I was angry, and he was not my friend. How can I say I'm a dog.

So, I quit the room and decided to ambush the villa from now on, waiting for Master Jones to give me an order to complete my mission.

…

My name is Blood Drop, and I am a Blood Cultivator.

Little did I know that in the end, I would have fulfilled my mission.

The middle-aged man from half a month ago reappeared, he tied me up, and led me to the roof of the subject of surveillance.

Amid the sneer of the beautiful woman, I saw the subject of the surveillance, who skillfully drifted into the warehouse and went to the gym opposite.

I stared at him until my eyes closed.

At this moment, my body kept expanding, as if I saw my father's face far away in heaven.

Luo, farewell, I want to take the mission of the Zhongxing family, return to the United States, and wait for further instructions from Master Jones.

……

"I said, girl, you go lightly, don't kill him," the middle-aged man in a strong suit looked at the blood drops and said to the leather-clad woman.

"Crooked, the old lady is measured." The leather-clothed woman stopped sprinkling red rice at the end of the day, kicked the blood droplets, and after a while of observation, said: "The experiment is complete, and the swelling rot technique has finally broken through the D level and entered the C level." I said don't touch it, he can't die, hurry up and buy a helmet, and by the way, send this pig's head back to the big waves. ”

"Where." Middle-aged people obviously don't often go in and out of Yanjing, and they don't even know the entertainment venues that are popular all over the capital.

"Here." Throwing a matchbox with an address printed on it to the middle-aged man, the leather-clad woman sat down cross-legged, staring intently in the direction of the gym.

"Violent Rong, you are careful alone, Daddy is gone."

"When you get to the waves, don't find a wild woman for the old lady, otherwise you will be wasted."

In the midst of the threat, the middle-aged man in a strong suit picked up blood droplets, carried them on his shoulders, and flew down.

……

Secret Weapons Gym.

When Ye Cheng returned to the villa area, the ribbon-cutting ceremony had been completed, and the two muscular men were performing on stage.

Ye Cheng was not interested in this, so he didn't stay long, and after saying a word about the meeting, he led Yueqing and the others back to Block A.

"Well, tell me what's going on with your map."

After not seeing each other for a few days, Ye Cheng felt that he was a lot stranger to the beauties in the studio, and wanted to make a joke and get acquainted with each other, but he subconsciously asked about the situation in the game.

"The surname Ye," Lan Xinyu's little temper, how could she be willing to be cold, she was about to go crazy, but after catching a glimpse of the stack of agreements that Ye Cheng threw on the table, she said simply: "Hide the map, except that you can't contact the outside world, everything else is fine." ”

"Was it triggered at the bottom of Tianshui Lake?" Ye Cheng rubbed the stubble on his chin, didn't wait for a response, and then said: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, you are leveling in Tianshui Lake, and the entrance to the hidden map is not where it is, but where it can be." Negligent, negligent. ”

After Ye Cheng came out of the customs, he received information from Daqin Tongju, No Thieves in the World, and knew that the management had gone to Tianshui Lake to form a group to practice leveling, but they were ignored because of the Battle of Tianmu Mountain and the subsequent siege affairs.

"The surname is Ye, where are you going?" Watching Ye Cheng walk towards the room, Lan Xinyu hurriedly stopped: "Isn't there a meeting in a while?" As it happens, we also want to talk to you about the four turns and ascension, as well as the hidden map. ”

"Where's that?" It hasn't been online for an afternoon, and Ye Cheng doesn't know that there are several updates in the game.

"Sit down and speak slowly." Yueqing took a glass of water and handed it to Ye Cheng, and said softly: "It just so happens that the master has also left a few messages for you." ”

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