"Getting to the point." Majestically impatient, interrupted.

"Dogs, canines." Zhao He scratched his head and secretly couldn't help laughing.

He continued: "The preliminary judgment is that it should be a medium-sized dog breed pet, such as Samoyed and so on. ”

“……”

Zhuang Zheng's face suddenly darkened, and a delicate and peaceful face twitched faintly, and it was messy in the wind.

Damn it! He actually made a mistake in his hard profession.

Zhao He instantly felt that the atmosphere cooled down, and hurriedly ran to drive.

In this case, he could only pray in his heart:

I hope solemnly don't vent bad emotions on him.

Also, don't bring back a bunch of chicken feathers this time, just let him take them for testing.

He didn't want to be laughed at by his colleagues in the technical department!

…………

At this time, in the eastern suburbs of Liangcheng, in an abandoned oil pipeline yard.

In the clearing of the courtyard, a vampire hunter in a black trench coat stood.

He was not very old, about twenty years old.

The trench coat on his body was attached to a wide hat, which obscured his face.

I could only see that where the edge of the hat was exposed, there were two cherry red and watery lips.

In addition, it can be vaguely seen that he should be a half-breed.

He pulled out a pistol from behind his waist and slowly loaded it with silver bullets.

Then, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the abandoned brick house, watched the play, and said with a smile: "Yingdi, you have escaped for so long, and you still don't surrender?" ”

In the brick house, there was no response.

The frail boy leaned against the corner of the wall, covering his mouth with his hands.

He restrained the aura of his whole body, and did not exude the slightest breath of the blood clan.

His name is Ying Tu, who was awakened from his slumber by his clansmen half a year ago, trapped by traitors, and tortured day and night.

As a last resort, he risked his life to break into the human world, just to find the woman from a thousand years ago.

However, his luck seems to have been a little worse.

Because, the perverted vampire hunter outside has been hunting him down for a whole month.

Really, what a pervert!

In just half a year, he has learned the foul language of this era.

"Let's play a game. I'll shoot you ten times, and if you dodge, I'll let you go this time. ”

In the courtyard, the vampire hunter's footsteps were already approaching the brick house, and they were approaching step by step.

Suddenly, drip, drip!

The hunter's cell phone rang, and it was a mass order: Eat chicken tonight.

"Tsk, eat chicken at this time? Just returned to China and gave me a big gift, how could you not go. ”

The vampire hunter read the command, took his phone, and turned to walk out of the factory.

As he walked, he pinned the gun back to his waist, and by the way, he raised his hand and brushed off the black hat on his head, revealing a bright and dazzling short orange hair.

In the afternoon sun, the warm light is like weaving, scattered on the short orange hair, refracting wisps of golden light.

The hunter sighed deeply, the memories he had had, the indescribable stubbornness and sadness buried in his youth.

Although it is young, it is always so memorable!

His name is Lu Leng, and he is nineteen years old.

At the age of thirteen, he left Liangcheng alone and went to study abroad.

Now that he has returned from school, he is already a veteran vampire hunter with great achievements on his resume!

"Yingdi, let you go today, and we'll see you next time." Lu Leng stood in the courtyard, with his figure on his back, waved his hand behind him, and left arrogantly.

In the brick house, the frail young man closed his lips tightly, crawled to the glass window, and saw that Lu Leng had really left, and he was secretly relieved.

But...... Odd!

How can it be such a coincidence?

The aura of the blood clan that erupted in the air just now was strong and thick, and it was pure, it was a very familiar breath, could it be twilight?

Ying Tu couldn't help but wonder if it was Twilight who felt his presence and came to the rescue?

Hopefully, of course.

He hadn't seen Twilight in thousands of years since he fell asleep.

…………

At three o'clock in the capital time, the top quack wild chicken farm.

The two humans in the control room have been knocked unconscious by the clouds and dragged to the feed room and locked up.

All 12 cameras have been damaged, and the work records of less than half a month have been erased.

Yunguang took care of everything, clapped his palms, and the task was completed: "What should I do now?" ”

Twilight bared two moon teeth and smiled evilly: "Of course, it's to taste the food and have a party!" ”

Cluck! Cluck!

The chicks seemed to be frightened, raised their heads and began to crow, and walked around impatiently.

Yunguang stood in front of the chicken pen and watched carefully, a little hesitant.

She didn't dare to try it easily: "Do you really dare to drink it?" I heard that chickens raised by humans are not very safe. ”

Twilight's face darkened.

It takes a lot of courage.

She has also drunk animal blood, but it is all tigers, leopards, wolves, etc., and she has never drunk chicken blood.

Since the injury, I haven't drunk fresh warm blood, and I don't know what chicken blood tastes like.

Yunguang grabbed Twilight and said loyally: "Ying Tu should be safe, let's evacuate quickly!" ”

"Nope." Twilight refused.

Yunguang was extremely helpless: "Don't forget, your bloodline aura can not only attract vampire hunters, but also other bloods. Even if you want to exchange your head for 200 million, you can't cheapen others! ”

"I understand. You can rest assured, when Benjue wants to die, he will definitely give you this glorious task. As soon as Twilight finished speaking, he was about to rush to the chicken pen again.

Yunguang grabbed Twilight again, dragged the person back, and said, "Do you know what else to run inside?" We should run out! ”

At this point, Twilight has returned to her normal appearance and says, "What are you stopping me from doing?" I just want to catch two chickens and go back and make soup for Li Mubai. Even if he is really poisoned, he is poisoned, what does it have to do with me? ”

"Do you really think so? I don't believe it. When everyone comes, we can't leave. Yunguang couldn't help but say, dragged up the twilight, and walked in the direction of the gate of the chicken farm.

As soon as Twilight and Yunguang walked out of the chicken farm, they met four people.

"My Venerable Lord of the Bloodline, where are you going?"

Outside the gate, four black figures floated in the distance, bringing up wisps of dust and dust on the tree-lined path, full of mystery.

Wrapped in black cloaks, they came to the two of them in the blink of an eye, and landed silently.

They are the four newly elected war gods of the blood clan: Shengu, Hanluo, Cang'er, and Chaiyin.

Among them, the one who spoke was none other than the Underworld.

Under the black cloak, his old face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

The low voice was hoarse and dull, as if someone had tied the vocal cords, eerie and terrifying, filled with the dark aura of ancient times.

Yunguang protected Twilight with his hand, and a cold battle intent instantly erupted on his body, with a vigilant expression: "What do you want to do?" ”

Stygian put his hands on his chest, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Naturally, I will bring the noble Lord of the Blood Clan back." The human world is always too dangerous. ”