"Okay, you better not talk."
Looking at the super angry blood-sucking ball, Wei Long finally couldn't help but laugh, turned around and patted the shoulder of the werewolf butler: "My friend, can you help to sneak over the old goblin's spare dentures? Don't ask him to find out, otherwise the garden will be destroyed." The blood-sucking vines and bone-eating flowers here will definitely suffer."
"Goblin—oh, I know where it is."
Has always been the best at finding and hiding things, the mixed-race husky delineated the target location after a little thought. Nodding happily, he quickly walked out through the back door.
Looking at the back of the werewolf in horror, Wang Laoji shook his head desperately, and jumped up from the sofa: "You are still a pure-blood chicken king, you are so hot, you can't let my teeth come back!"
"I'm not some kind of chicken king, I'm the only remaining male descendant of the pure blood family, you must be clear about this."
Meticulously corrected the other party's title mistakes. The only remaining pure-blood king in the world shrugged, shook his head helplessly, and spread out the takeaway boxes on the table one by one, carefully arranging them in a straight line.
"Unfortunately—as you have been told. My strength has been considerably curtailed by chronic starvation, so I can only extract my teeth for the time being. As for the inlays, pardon the fact that I can't really do anything about it."
"...then you'll have seven meals!"
Being so angry that it swelled up again in the blink of an eye, the blood-sucking ball patted the sofa angrily, its eyes fell on the duck blood vermicelli soup in front of it, and the sound stopped abruptly.
Looking at each other, Wang Laoji struggled for a while, and finally grunted reluctantly, turned his head and pushed the lunch box over: "Qi Qiqi, give you seven, I don't like you!"
"Don't make any messes, just put on your dentures first."
After giving full play to the husky's natural ability, He Jialun turned back not long after, interrupted Wang Laoji's words without any explanation, and roughly stuffed the dentures into his mouth.
"Don't worry, these are new ones—the old goblin doesn't have a good memory, and there are hundreds of dentures in total, so you don't have to return them for now."
"Thanks, it's much better now."
Although the level of recovery was far from the original expectation, Wang Laoji undoubtedly felt quite satisfied to finally be able to speak well again. Nodding with tears in his eyes, he pushed the duck blood vermicelli soup and Maoxuewang over angrily: "Okay, okay, eat it quickly—pull up your strength quickly, I'm still waiting for my teeth... "
"There is no rush to eat, let's cure your allergies first."
Looking at the two fragrant delicacies in front of him, the Pure Blood King was silent for a long while, and finally couldn't help being discouraged. Shaking his head helplessly, he rolled up one sleeve generously.
"Although my blood is of no use to the teeth that I cursed out, it still takes just one mouthful to cure common allergies."
"Do you think I can bite your arm with this kind of teeth?!"
Seeing the other party's confident and calm expression, Wang Laoji was so angry that he took off his dentures and threw them on the table: "Bite one for me, one for me!"
"Then what do you say?"
Wei Long raised her eyebrows, folded her arms and leaned on the sofa, tilted her head slightly, waiting for the vampire's proposal.
"..."
Wang Laoji opened his mouth, and angrily picked up the dentures and stuffed them into his mouth. He took out a paper knife from his pocket, and slapped it on the table: "What else can I do? You let me drink blood, at worst, I'll return your favor later!"
"You seem to have forgotten that I'm sick of blood—I obviously can't do such a difficult job independently. And I have every reason to believe that my dear doctor will not bear to use a paper knife to bleed me."
Looking at the blood-sucking ball in front of her with a smile, Wei Long cleared her throat, leaned back on the sofa, and answered calmly.
Hearing that he seemed to be mentioned in the conversation between the two, the doctor raised his head from the lunch box and put down the chopsticks in his hand.
"Even if there is a scalpel, I don't agree with you losing blood at this time. In fact, this is a common allergic symptom, and it can be treated with anti-allergic drugs..."
"Presumptuous—you are the pervert, you humans are all perverts!"
Wang Laoji shot at the case and interrupted him angrily, obviously feeling strongly dissatisfied with the naming of this type of medicine.
Gladly accepted the evaluation of the blood gangster young master. Dr. Shang raised his eyebrows noncommittally, then took out a small medicine box from his arms, took out a piece of medicine from it, and weighed it: "Xianbao Xianbei, open his mouth."
The two little dragons are obviously very interested in this kind of game. He responded excitedly, rushed towards it, and opened the blood-sucking ball's mouth tacitly with his tail.
Dr. Shang nodded in satisfaction, threw the medicine in his hand into his mouth accurately, took out a piece of white rabbit from his pocket, and gave it to the two little guys as a reward.
"Cooperate and make a bet - if the edema on your body goes away smoothly, it means that you are indeed suffering from allergic diseases, how about it?"
"you-"
Caught off guard, he swallowed the medicine, and the blood-sucking ball stuck his neck in a dilemma. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should hope for his own recovery or continue to swell. But he still refused to lose his momentum, and stared fiercely at the human doctor in front of him: "Just bet, I don't believe that your human medicine will have the same effect on us vampires!"
"The effect is indeed different. Your swelling speed is much faster than that of humans."
He patted Wang Laoji's shoulder solemnly, and He Jialun turned out a mirror from nowhere, and poked it mercilessly in front of him: "Congratulations, pervert—I'll be the notary this time, and Dr. Shang won the prize." .”
"How is it possible—how could I be some kind of pervert!"
Wang Laoji shook his head in horror, crouched into the corner with his head in his arms, and suddenly fell into strong doubts about his own ball: "Fake, it must be fake, I am still a ball, I must still be a ball..."
After confirming the efficacy of the medicine, Dr. Shang nodded in satisfaction, took another mouthful of rice, and curiously touched the dragon horn of the small senbei: "Wangwang, why don't you eat sugar, don't you like the taste of red dates?" ?”
"Does the doctor's brother get sick too?"
Although he cried heart-rendingly during the treatment, after he recovered, the little guy became much closer to his elder brother with the sweet aroma of toffee. Swimming along his arm to his shoulder, he lightly rubbed against his neck: "The doctor's brother smells very weak, not as tasty as before..."
"You non-human races, do you usually praise people like this?"
Suddenly, he realized that he might not be just food for one or two races. Shang Haojia smiled helplessly, took off the little dragon that was trying to dent into a necklace, and patted its dragon horns lightly: "Brother was injured a little bit, he was bitten by a pervert, rest and recuperate." It'll be fine in a while."
"Do you think I want to bite you?! If you hadn't suddenly approached me at that time, I would have evolved into Zhenchun long ago—"
Hearing the two familiar words, Wang Laoji, who was giving up on himself in the corner, jumped up sensitively. He retorted angrily, but suddenly his expression changed drastically, and he covered his mouth: "No, no, I didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything..."
"What is innocence, is it also your classification level?"
Picking out a piece of chicken leg meat from the lunch box and feeding it to the senbei and the xianbao, Shang Haojia looked at the thoughtful vampire beside him, and asked curiously.
Xianbao was stronger than his younger brother, and he inherited the husky lineage. He wolfed down a mouthful of chicken, and then actively raised his tail to answer: "I know—Zhen Chun is a kind of yogurt! I drank it when I was a guest at Xiaohu's house." , it's delicious!"
"No, that's called Chun Zhen, and my brother has written the name backwards again..."
Senbei chewed slowly and ate a small piece of chicken before earnestly correcting his brother's mistake.
The two little guys shifted their attention again in a blink of an eye, murmuring about which name was the right one. Wang Laoji glanced guiltily, and just about to sneak back to the corner and squat down as if nothing had happened, when he was frightened by the sudden coercion and froze in place.
"I've been thinking about why you have the ability to resist my usual coercion, and why you have a certain resistance to the natural ability of pure blood."
Wei Long got up slowly, and walked in front of him unhurriedly. His eyes turned blood red, and his two canine teeth rarely protruded from his lips, and a black mist that seemed to have condensed around his body was faintly condensed.
Although the overwhelming coercion made one's heart jump, and even the golden dragon and fire dragon beside him unconsciously froze in place, Shang Haojia was still able to move freely. The two little guys beside him also seemed to be unaware of it, still arguing who could remember more accurately.
Looking at the one man and two dragons not far away, Wang Laoji's eyes flashed a little unconvinced. He tried hard to break free from the oppression from the pure blood, but just as soon as he moved, he was thrown to the ground by the sudden increase of pressure again.
"If I were you, I would obediently choose not to move, lest I be provoked and deprive you of your blood."
There was a touch of black in the crimson eyes, but that black was different from the past, as if it carried a breathtaking power. The pure-blooded king who was full of aura evoked a cold smile, squatted down and looked at him, and raised his chin with one hand.
"I really never thought that there would be pseudo-pure blood in this world—it seems that you came to this city not by chance, but you chased me all the way. If that's the case, why didn't you tell me earlier? What should I do?"
"I'm procrastinating, what's your opinion? I'm also going to fall in love, so I don't have the time to chase you every day!"
The powerful coercion has almost condensed into substance. Wang Laoji struggled to raise his head, and snorted coldly: "If you want to take away the blood, take it away. Our herbal tea—bah, we, the Rice family, will not bow to you forces of justice!"
"No no—I think you have misunderstood. Not only will I not really deprive you of your blood, but on the contrary, I will help you evolve into a true pure blood."
Hearing his words, the Pure Blood King's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he patted him on the shoulder affectionately, with a meaningful smile in his eyes.
"After you evolve into pure blood, you will become the only male pure-blooded vampire in the world, shouldering the important task of blood race reproduction. Until then, you can enjoy your life in love..."