Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

Chu Nanxun covered his forehead with his hands in pain, not wanting to face the current fact.

"When, our vampires have already reached the Northeast."

"No, your business scope is so broad."

"There are other surprises that I don't know about."

Chu Nanxun asked three questions in a row, but the many vampires looked at each other.

Unlike his deep voice, this bat has a literary name, Qu Zhiyuan.

When the bats finished watching the show and turned into humans, they looked at Qu Zhiyuan with a silly expression and said, "Hello, Prince."

Don't call him, his heart can't take it.

Chu Nanxun sighed, feeling that the world had gone crazy again.

This group of people seemed to be talking to Chu Nanxun, but in fact their eyes were on the dining table. It was obvious what they were thinking.

"Please sit down and eat." Chu Nanxun couldn't bear to see their embarrassing appearance.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Nanxun found that the dining table was instantly full of people, and there was even no room left. The butler rearranged the table and waited for them all to sit down.

Miaomiao was sitting in the main seat, and Chu Nanxun was sitting beside her.

Miaomiao had no opinion about them, but she just wanted to say one thing: don’t stare at Miaomiao, she is under a lot of pressure.

They were all very embarrassed and looked at each other for a moment, not knowing what to say.

The party gradually became lively only after the steaming hot Maoxuewang was served and everyone started eating.

However, there was only one person who felt so resentful that Fang Shu almost swung the spatula away. Wasn't he Miaomiao's personal chef? Why did he start cooking in a big pot again?

Explanation, he needs an explanation.

Even though he was a vampire, he needed legal help.

The fragrance filled the room and almost made all the vampires dizzy. They were so absorbed in the food that they didn't even have time to talk. Some of those who were sensitive to tears had red eyes from eating so much.

What kind of life did he live in the past, wuwuwu.

Crying and eating at the same time.

This action made Miao Miao couldn't help but pause and look at them, "Grandson, they are really pious."

Why is eating a meal so exciting? Miaomiao is confused.

Chu Nanxun shut up silently. If he remembered correctly, when they had their first meal, things were not much better than theirs.

However, how could he say such an embarrassing thing?

The only normal person present was Qu Zhiyuan. Although he also ate, he was obviously not as excited as the others.

With this group of people around, Miaomiao ate another half bowl of rice and said, "Burp."

After eating, a group of vampires leaned back in their chairs in a twisted manner, touching their stomachs, and no one was willing to move.

Fang Shu finally put down the spatula and hugged the housekeeper with tears in his eyes, "Help, help, don't do this again next time."

"Am I a cook? No!!!"

"I am the donkey that pulls the mill."

"Give the donkey some time to rest."

The butler patted his shoulder sympathetically and unnoticedly broke free from his disgusting embrace.

"Don't worry, you can open a cooking class later and all the problems will be solved."

Fang Shu's eyes lit up again in an instant, "Oh, yes, butler, you still have a solution."

With the deaths of An Yin and the three elders, their subordinates gradually disappeared quietly. Those who needed to be dealt with were dealt with, and those who needed to surrender surrendered.

The matter was soon over, but this group of summoned vampires were unwilling to leave.

"Your Highness, we were summoned by Lord Miaomiao. How can you chase us away?"

"That's it."

"We can pay for the food."

"Accommodation is also available."

There are even more daring ones, "I want to be Master Miaomiao's most loyal believer."

"I'm the."

"Shut up, it's me."

"..."

As they were talking, the group of people almost got into a fight. Chu Nanxun sighed, pushed them aside and went straight to the back garden.

As soon as I arrived at the back garden, I saw a group of vampires surrounding Miaomiao, vying to feed her chickens, ducks and geese.

Some even went so far as to say that he could shovel shit.

Chu Nanxun: What he really wanted to say was that you shouldn’t love each other too much.

After seeing Chu Nanxun, Miaomiao immediately ran over, "Grandson, hold me."

Chu Nanxun said, "So lazy."

But his body was very honest and picked up Miaomiao.

"Grandson, they also think it's a great idea for Miaomiao to raise chickens and ducklings."

Miaomiao looked up proudly, and Chu Nanxun smiled at her expression, "Yeah."

"Quack, quack." The big white goose echoed, and no one could ignore it.

— — — —

At the Blood Hunter Base Camp, everyone gathered together to study the recent unusual movements of the vampires.

"Fang He, what do you think?"

An extremely handsome man was lost in thought. After a long while, he slowly said, "It is impossible to get the exact situation by discussing it this way."

"If you have the time, why not just go in and take a look."

What does that mean? Everyone looked at each other, wondering if he wanted to sneak in by himself.

Fang He looked at the group of people coldly, then stood up and wanted to leave.

The old man above looked at Fang He with a turbid gaze and did not stop him.

"Let him be."

So, the next day, outside the Rose Castle, a destitute man appeared and fainted at the door.

This time, without Gu Wan's help, Fang He was really unlucky. He lay on the cold ground for a long time and no one claimed him.

Fang He: That’s not right. Could it be that humans are no longer attractive to vampires?

He remembered his blood, which was quite sweet to the vampires.

While he was pretending to faint, there were many bats hanging on the trees. They were all well-fed and so fat that the branches could hardly hold them.

【What do you think he is doing?】

[He must have fainted.]

[Should we drag him in then?]

Fang He pricked up his ears, very excited: Finally someone asked about the real thing.

The bat flapped its wings at the other bat, "Are you stupid? He's not a woman, why did you bring him in?"

【Be a blood slave. 】

[Can blood slaves be more delicious than rice? ]

The soul's question instantly silenced all the bats in the trees.

[If you want a stinky man, go pick him up. ]

[Forget it, the cost-effectiveness is not high, and I still have to support him. ]

[Yes, if you have the time, you might as well learn from Master Miaomiao how to properly raise chickens, ducks, and geese.]

If he didn't have to maintain his fainted character, Fang He really wanted to jump up and knock their heads open one by one to see how it goes.

What does this mean? In just a few days, his value has dropped.

This isn't the time for you vampires to try every possible means to capture him and raise him, right?

How come he, a healthy and good-looking man, can't compare to chickens, ducks and geese?

Fang He couldn't believe it and even began to suspect that these bats knew that he could understand their language and deliberately said these things to provoke him.

Yes, that must be the case.