Demon recovery: I started killing demons from a mental hospital

Chapter 189 Drinking Animal Blood
"This... is this too dangerous?"

"What if something happens..." Ying'er's mother worried.

This is a common problem that mothers generally have.

"It's okay! Young people, you just have to dare to break through!"

Yinger's father directly agreed.

He also agrees with Yinger to go with her.

Afterwards, the three embarked on a journey.

These three people are naturally Zhang Fan, Ma Tian and Ying Er.

Before leaving.

The two parents prepared a lot of silver jewelry for the three of them, and Ma Tian and Ying Er even picked it up on the spot.

"Sister, do you think I look good in this silver bracelet?"

Ma Tian's eyes glowed, and she asked happily.

This silver bracelet adds a touch of sophistication while ensuring practicality.

The entire bracelet exudes a faint light, and there is a small star-shaped pendant on it. Such a design...why don't girls like it.

The silvery white area goes up, and the overall temperament, isn't it coming?

It also looks fair skin.

"Choose whatever you want, choose whatever you want, safety is the most important thing."

Ying Er's mother laughed.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Ma said sweetly.

"Good~"

I don't know if everyone... When they see Ma Tian, ​​they will be sweetened by him.

But it is true, not only in appearance, but also in character.

Ying Er suddenly discovered the blind spot.

"Don't tell me, your ring matches this bracelet very well!"

Yinger said in surprise.

This ring... is naturally the Zhuoqing Ring.

"Is that so? I think so too!" Yinger nodded frantically when she heard the echo.

She suddenly felt that she had met a bosom friend.

"Don't worry, don't worry, there are many more, take your time."

Yinger's mother smiled, letting Ma Tian choose with confidence.

Those jewelry collections... almost a large pile, full of cabinets.

Zhang Fan even felt that it was comparable to those in jewelry stores.

Ma'am, are you exaggerating?

Zhang Fan vomited blood depressed.

Didn't you say you were leaving?Why are you still chatting here.

He was troubled for a while.

……

At this time, downstairs from them.

"Fuck, why don't you come out!?"

Stephen King cursed angrily.

He was the one who watched Zhang Fan and the others in the dark.

He changed into light equipment, of course, for the convenience of tracking, and followed Zhang Fan all the way to here.

His main purpose is Ma Tian.

But Ma Tian left with Ying Er first, and Zhang Fan hadn't left yet, which made him anxious for a while.

After all, it's daytime, so it's not easy to turn into a bat, and it's easy to be discovered.

In desperation, he had no choice but to follow Zhang Fan first, but what he didn't expect was that Ma Tian and the others were also there.

Suddenly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it so slow?"

Stephen King looked at it and complained.

Wouldn't it be to stay there for a day?

In this case, he panicked instantly.

At this time, he was quite embarrassed, staying with the sundries on the side, and a few flies flew over from time to time.

Flying in front of him will only increase his troubles.

"Om, hum, hum!"

The fly seemed to be very patient, and after being slapped away by Stephen King, it still relentlessly landed on him.

The size of the fly is not as big as usual, and the big pupils... still vaguely reveal a sense of cuteness.

While Stephen King had to keep an eye on the movement of the door, he also had to fend off flies.

At this moment, he became more and more irritable by the flies.

It was annoying to wait.

All these irritability were reflected in his behavior and the bulging veins.

Finally, there was too much emotional backlog, like a crater, brewing for a long time, and erupted completely at this moment.

"Death to me!"

Stephen King flew into a rage, stretched out his sharp claws, and slammed across.

"Swish!"

The sharp minions recklessly made two popping sounds in the air.

This momentum... can be said to be in place directly!

awesome!
However, dealing with flies...it's obviously not enough. Fighting flies requires skill.

The trajectories of flies seem to be out of order, and they fly in a mess. They can be said to know every move of human beings. They can sense air fluctuations and vibrations.

If you want to hide, it's really easy.

As soon as Stephen King grabbed it, the result was naturally... Mao didn't hit it either, which was quite embarrassing.

After a series of enigmatic 360-degree spins, the fly escaped with ease, and made a "buzzing" sound, as if mocking his ignorance.

The flies didn't fly far away, but flew beside him vigorously.

Hey, if I can fly far, I don’t fly far, I just play~
"Depend on!"

Stephen King couldn't help cursing again, and uttered a swear word to vent his inner emotions.

This fly was flying in front of him, it was really uncomfortable.

Stephen King did his best!
batter!

To put it simply, these two sharp claws are going up and scratching frantically, and the two claws are swiping with frequency and order!

This undoubtedly puts great pressure on the other party!

Unexpectedly. It was actually used on this fly today.

"Okay, okay, you guys forced me!"

Stephen King shouted loudly.

His eyes actually became sharper, and there was a murderous look between his brows, which made people feel the chill.

what? !

This noble vampire... actually wants to attack a tiny fly?
If there were audiences here, the scene would definitely be very lively, and the drama was full of effect.

Stephen King raised his eyebrows and his face turned hard.

He swung a few times in a row, "swish, swish, swish"!

Judging by the degree of force, it must be a real move.

after a while
The flies finally lay "peacefully" on the ground, and were divided into pieces by the sharp air waves.

How big a feud is it to divide flies into such a thing?
Stephen King finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Hehe, you offend me?"

Stephen King laughed.

He also gave it a middle finger with disdain.

Suddenly, his body felt quite uncomfortable, and this discomfort became more and more intense in a very short time.

Stephen King's complexion tightened, and he was a little flustered.

How come at this time?

"However, fortunately, I have prepared measures!"

Stephen King suddenly remembered something again, and he smiled slightly, as if he had the chance to win.

The feeling in his body became more and more intense, like the feeling of being eaten by thousands of ants.

It's itchy, it's painful, this double superimposed complex body sensation is simply making life worse than death!

And this feeling is all over the body!
Afterwards, Stephen King felt that his vision gradually became blurred, as if he was nearsighted.

The legs, feet, and body gradually lose their strength. This is exactly what happens to vampires without blood to drink!

For them, blood is life.

Even if there is still a trace of conscience in the heart at the end, it will be affected by it, and in the end, because it can't stand the pain, it chooses to suck blood.

Then someone might say it.

Then it's simple, wouldn't it be enough to drink animal blood?
Yes, that's right!

(End of this chapter)