The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 11

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Arecio was in a good mood today, with two candies in his pocket, and he was separated from the neuropathy at the door. Ellie left for a while, and when she came back, she had brought all kinds of delicacies produced by the center, as well as a can of fresh and sweet fish soup, which was obviously sent by Zhu Heng.

Ellie sat down with the document. She needed to inform Arecio about the income from the last live broadcast.

"Eat, so much." Arecio didn't care about sharing the food, anyway, it was given by the center, but Ellie was so excited that she burst into tears.

"Can I, I, I can post updates?!"

It's so cute, woo woo, I don't mind sharing it with her at all!

Arecio was stunned for a moment, then nodded casually. Holding a small bowl of soup, he continued to browse Guangnao, and slowly touched Ellie's account through the friend list, trying to see what she had posted.

@ Blood Clan nurturer Ellie: My mom, my mom, my mom! I'm so fine with dinner with cutie! ! !

@ Blood Clan Nurturer Aili: Little Cutie handed me a tissue! ! ! (nosebleed)

@ Blood Clan nurturer Aili: He also uses a spoon very well himself! ! !

@ Blood Clan nurturer Aili: Little cutie is full! Ah, I have to hurry too!

Arecio: He regrets it, although he is in awe of Ellie's hand speed.

After the last update was posted, Ellie on the opposite side really started to work hard. After hurriedly finishing the meal, Ellie looked up and saw Arecio folding the degradable lunch box in half and throwing it into the induction trash can skillfully.

Ellie: ! ! !

There will be a dining box and a trash can as soon as you come up! ! !

Too shocked, she lyrically said in a later dynamic:

[He is smart and cute. When I heard the lid of the trash can close, I was shocked. I knew that from this moment on, the world belonged to him.]

Arecio still didn't know what the hell Ellie was going to post later, he read the instructions on the lunch box, dealt with it without much effort, and then began to read the documents Ellie brought.

He looked at the number that marked the revenue of the live broadcast.

Arecio: ? ?

He turned on his brain again and looked at the market price of the property he found yesterday.

Arecio: …

His goal is gone!

"…Isn't it wrong, this live broadcast revenue?" Arecio couldn't help asking, Ellie was surprised, and hurried over to check, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"No, no, I thought I was scared to death by writing less."

"… "

"This is actually the revenue that the platform has shared, but the dark creatures have preferential policies. When I help you finish the procedure tomorrow, that part will be returned."

Arecio: …

He asked about the money that would be returned, took a deep breath, and put down the documents in his hand.

The decoration is also done, but it's ok.

But he thought about it again, and this part of the money was also divided into the neurosis. Although he watched the live broadcast yesterday, there were only a few doubts about what was in the coffin. The existence of neuropathy seemed to be deliberately concealed, and the official did not deliberately mention it, but the coffin was obtained from neuropathy, combined with what he heard before it was sealed. , his resuscitation is also in the plan of the neuropathy.

Speaking of that neuropathy...

"Isn't the center planning to announce the news of God... Ruzius?" Arecio asked.

"I'm about to discuss this with you." Ellie said, "The central meaning is through your live broadcast."

"… what?"

Ellie's account boiled all night, and she later added a set of GIFs, and it was Arecio who handed her a spoon.

This abominable woman is envious to death! ! !

[I'm so stupid, really, I just know that I can't see Xixi, and neither can others, but I forgot that there is another lurking beside Xixi... ]

[Ah, I will say it straight! Head to head! My wife came out and singled me out!]

[Don't say I forgot that this is my own success... (tears) (tears)]

Ellie can turn herself into a wife who calls the wind and rain, and obviously knows how to heat up the topic. She brought a blood bag to Arecio on time the next day. The procedure was already agreed yesterday. After Arecio was full, she started the live broadcast unexpectedly.

[! ! !]

[grandmother! Your favorite vampire is live! Although it's not your own live room!]

[inappropriate! I haven't washed my face yet! I actually watched Xixi's live broadcast directly!]

[Go wash the front quickly!]

[Wash your fart! Will you pay me for a second delay? !]

Ellie began to modify the description of the live broadcast room. She could take screenshots, make animations, and reprint it. Second creation was allowed. Make sure to let more people see it, and did not forget to indicate that all the live broadcast revenue would go to Arecio.

A large number of gifts began to smash into Ellie's live room!

Ellie even thoughtfully gave Arecio a barrage assistant, so that he could see the barrage rolling like an avalanche. Arecio glanced at him and threw the blood bag he had drank into the trash can.

"I am full."

[Ah, Xixi has spoken! ! !]

[Eat is full and delicious! Eat more and grow faster!]

[Xixi uses the trash can really well! ! !]

What kind of compliment is this, he is a dark creature and not mentally retarded.

Ellie took the opportunity to introduce today's itinerary to the audience. They are going to visit the non-key areas of the conservation center today and try to get in touch with some other dark creatures, which happens to be very suitable for live broadcast.

She even proudly introduced her camera to Arecio by the way.

"It's called Hongguang."

[puff!]

[Yes, all the way up to the famous autumn mountains! It's the wife!]

The camera followed Arecio to the next door, the barrage skipped many doubtful voices, and I didn't quite understand why they didn't go straight. But as Arecio slammed the door, the content of the barrage was distorted for a second.

[Hahahaha cat pats the door!]

[Shut up and ask for a moving picture hahahaha!]

Arecio didn't see the barrage, he looked at the neuropathy who opened the door, and noticed the obvious blue and black under his eyes.

"Stay up all night again?"

The saint gave a "hmm", glanced at the camera following Arecio, didn't say anything, and closed his door instead. Ellie had already obtained his consent yesterday, and although she didn't care whether or not to reveal her existence to the public, Rutius still agreed, and what troubled him more was another matter.

He turned on his portable optical brain and brought up a page.

"What's the meaning?"

The page shows that Arecio transferred a large sum of money to him, which makes him feel ridiculous. Protection fees

"This." Arecio didn't care, "You also have a share in the resuscitation live broadcast. Of course, I have to give you a share. I won't be greedy for you."

Rutius: ? ?

Live barrage: ? ?

[Wait, what happened?]

[Is this a photographer? What is the resuscitation live broadcast and he also has a share?]

[Lying trough so handsome, sly trough, so handsome, Yan-controlled and satisfied!]

[Handsome is handsome, but it is too bright. White is really unfriendly to the eyes. I feel that the brightness index around me has risen.]

[Hahaha, don't mention the haze is breaking out outside my window and I've run out of masks... ]

"I don't accept it." Ruzius simply refused.

"Take it!" Arecio glared at him.

"Do not."

"receive!"

The record of mutual transfer was madly refreshed on the optical brains of the two, and the movement of the hands almost turned into an afterimage. This is no longer a question of whether to accept it or not, nor is it a euphemistic war of pushing and rejecting the New Year's money during the New Year. struggle!

Allie and the barrage were dumbfounded.

This goes on and on and on, and Rutius doesn't lift his eyes, he's fighting a tough battle.

"Three seconds." He said succinctly.

"Erie timed." Arecio agreed.

Ellie murmured to start, timed, and stopped in three seconds. The blood race looked at the interface, and her little fangs were exposed in anger. Instead, Ruzius curled his lips happily. After all, he won the war. He was more familiar with payment software than Arecio.

"Come back at night!" Arecio sighed.

Rutius showed the tolerant smile of a victor, saying that he could fight at any time, and he would definitely win.

[Don't give it to me, give it to me, give it to me! ! !]

[It's crazy, but it's a little sweet...]

[So who is this?]

Ellie was not far behind, she could also see the barrage, and was about to explain. The two people in front seemed to start racing because who was half a step faster than the other. Her camera model was not very new, so she got dizzy and came back, hanging beside Ellie, looking very confused.

"It's okay, I'll be back in a while, they don't know the way." Ellie touched the head of her camera lovingly and interacted with the barrage, "I can only say that the original purpose of this live broadcast is to introduce that person to everyone, Ah Lacey agreed."

"That coffin... is for two people."

The barrage was silent for a while, then suddenly exploded! Several of the resuscitation live broadcasts have asked whether there is anything else in the coffin.

Another weird topic is also on fire.

#What is the experience of sharing a bed with Xixi for 10,000 years? #

The comments below are consistent.

[Thank you! His waist is very soft, I am great, we are super happy!]

There is also an even more bizarre topic.

#My own person quickly change a camera and want to watch the race walk#

The last hot topic is of course.

#Sixi three kills#

Arecio didn't know about these topics. He fought a few rounds of neurosis today, and felt a little sleepy at night when he was full, so he slept peacefully. The vampire itself is like this, he can do whatever he wants, it's all up to his own will, of course he is willing to look at related things when he is happy, but sleep is more important if he is tired.

Before he went to bed, he struggled to transfer the account to the neuropathy again, was transferred back in a second, and fell asleep angrily.

The next door stayed up all night again. After Ruzius finished today's handbook (mistakenly), he was obviously exhausted, but he couldn't sleep. There are only three things to do. If he can't sleep tonight, he will go to the medical department tomorrow to see what is going on.

He flipped through the information on the Internet and brewed sleepiness. Most of them were about the live broadcasts during the day. The influence of the resurrected blood clan was really terrifying. He read some, learned a term that he didn't understand, and suddenly stopped sliding his fingers.

A cartoon moving picture appeared under his hand, and the vampire with cat ears on his head raised his paws to slap the door, with the words "Cat Cat slaps the door".

Exquisite style, very lovely…

Before the thought floated up, his left eye suddenly hurt, and the sharp stabbing pain quickly spread throughout his brain, tearing apart the thought that had just floated up. Ruzius suddenly stood up from his seat, took a deep breath, and the glass tabletop vaguely reflected his appearance—

A little silver light flickered in his left eye.

The saint stretched out his hand to touch his left eye, his fingertips trembling slightly with pain.

The moment he touched it, he remembered something from the past. His teacher stood with his back to him, spitting out a motto he would remember for the rest of his life.

[My child, the saint's eyes are black and white.]

[You must hate the dark and love the light.]

The old man turned around with a stern face, and added the last word representing the deadline—

[forever.]