What? ! the Girls Who Like Me Have Increased Again?

If it weren't for Wuzhi's beauty, it would have left a great impression on this group of vampires.

Moreover, the girl was transformed into the same race as those guys, not just human beings who were used as food by them.

Otherwise, it would not be easy for him to find the murderer.

"So, you have been to Paris for the past half month."

Open your eyes again.

The girl stared at the boy with complicated eyes.

"You vampires are pretty good at hiding, so this idiot also went to other countries."

Miss Lianhua at the side interrupted at this moment.

Those emerald green eyes stared at Fujiwara Yuya with some reproach.

This person is really messed up.

"I also want to thank Lianhua for your willingness to help me."

"Otherwise, it will definitely take more time to find them all one by one."

Ignoring the girl's accusation, the boy looked at the other side with a smile and said.

"Humph--"

Slightly turned his head away.

Miss Lianhua didn't look very happy about the boy's putting himself in danger.

However, he did not choose to say anything more at this time.

Slowly disappearing from the front of the two, leaving a space for them to get along alone.

"thanks……"

Fujiwara Oboro also thanked in his heart.

Staring at the boy who couldn't hide his exhaustion.

For a moment, the fog of the camp did not know what to say.

She should have found out long ago.

This man exudes a faint but very unique smell of blood.

It was the blood gushing out of the bodies of the fellows of the Mist Branch of the Camp, the creatures called vampires when they were dying.

And not just one or two, but more and more.

So much that even if you wash it carefully, there is no way to completely cover up the smell.

If he is very close, there is absolutely no way to hide the smell of his body from Miss Vampire and her kind.

For this reason, it also added a little bit of difficulty to Oboroya's actions.

"Well, do you want to kill him?"

Holding the old bat in the cage in mid-air, the boy asked the person concerned for his opinion.

"Isn't this already dying..."

After checking the situation of his enemy, Bonzhiwuzhi complained.

When in good shape, this guy is just like Miss Vampire, not afraid of silver objects at all.

But for him who doesn't have much strength now, every moment he stays in the cage is torture.

It's amazing to be alive.

The boy smiled awkwardly at this.

"This guy is quite powerful...much stronger than you, Wuzhi."

"So I can't show mercy."

He was already much stronger than Wuzhi before he trained himself with the method of gravity and recovery.

However, just like this, he became stronger by countless times.

When facing this old bat that has lived longer than Miss Vampire.

Still felt a little tricky.

"You make it sound like I'm weak, so you—"

Although what the other party said was true, the girl still seemed a little unhappy.

"Wuzhi, you are a very weak girl in my heart."

Fujiwara Hakuya replied with a smile.

Bonzhiwuzhi was about to say something when he accidentally saw the nasty bat in the opponent's hand.

It always feels very annoying.

"I don't want to see him."

That kind of guy is all right now.

Hundreds of years of fugitive life came to an end, and the girl's mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.

"Well, let me handle it then."

Fujiwara also nodded.

Taking the cage in his hand, he came to the bathroom.

During the opponent's struggle, take that bat in your hand.

"Crack" sound.

With a strong grip, Mr. Vampire, who has been domineering over ordinary people for hundreds of years, mercilessly crushed into a ball of rotten flesh.

Vampires don't leave dirty blood after death.

Almost at the moment of death, the corpse of the killed bat turned into gray-white dust.

No surprise.

Oboro had seen the same scene many times before and was used to it.

After confirming that the other party has completely lost traces of life.

Carefully dispose of the hundreds of years of garbage, and wash his palms by the way.

Come out of the bathroom again.

"You are too wasted."

"As long as you drink that guy's blood, you and your women can also become immortal creatures like me."

Seeing the way the boy handled the vampire outside, Wuzhi couldn't help reminding him.

Obviously, this idiot should already know the function of that blood.

"Your strength can suddenly become several times stronger than it is now."

"And... Xiaoxun, she doesn't need to ask that black guy to help her anymore."

The fog branch of the bonfire narrated the Tao in this way.

In these hundreds of years, she has seen countless human beings who do all kinds of crazy things just to live a little longer.

Not to mention that blood, it can save a very important friend to this boy.

So Wuzhi couldn't understand what he did just now.

Without hesitation, the boy gave the other party his own answer.

"Who wants to drink the blood of that guy."

Fujiwara Haku also replied in a very disgusted tone.

Then came to the girl's side.

Holding Wuzhi's hands, Oboroya calmly expressed his thoughts.

"Even if I want to become a vampire, I only want to use Wuzhi...with your blood."

Miss Vampire was stunned for a moment.

Feel the temperature between the girl's palms.

"All the guys you were worried about are gone, are you feeling better?"

The boy asked with a smile.

"Absolutely not."

Bonzhi Mist turned his head to the side, not looking at this guy's expression.

But he didn't pull his little hand out of the opponent's palm.

The young man understood instantly.

He knew how to listen to this overly arrogant girl.

No means there is.

Hate means love.

Simply put, just listen in reverse.

It was late, but neither of them wanted to rest at all.

Supporting their tired bodies, the teenagers and girls sat on the sofa, leaning on each other.

"That's my answer."

"What I said before is definitely not a lie."

He came back to the girl from far away Paris.

Fujiwara Oboro was serious again, and said this to Kirie.

He really wanted to protect this girl well.