Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

Um?Annabelle, where are you touching?

"I want to protect the back of my best friend." Annabelle smiled softly: "Also, I didn't say that kind of thing just now~"

"In terms of exorcism, I am just a rookie in front of the seniors of the church~"

It's just because she is the daughter of a giant dragon that she can often blow up all kinds of monsters with a light punch, so she seems to be good at exorcism.

"But...but you know more about exorcism than I do..." Mary swam up behind Annabelle and poked her lower back out of the water.

"Yeah—" Annabelle whispered sensitively.

"Huh?" Mary was stunned, and quickly stretched out her hand to grab Annabelle's waist, making her limp into a puddle of water, and she could only hang tremblingly on the back of the little bat.

"Mary... don't..."

"Heh heh heh, are you going to exorcise the demon now? If you don't, I'll lick it~" Mary's little face was full of pride in grabbing someone else's handle: "You will definitely be so irritated that you can't stand it, maybe it will make you laugh." The level of the pool has risen by a few millimeters, which is good, and it is also convenient to use your bodily fluids to enchant bullets and pistols~"

"I'll just go..." Annabel wanted to cry, but she took the pistol handed over by Mary. After Mary let her go, she squeezed past Katyusha and the little bat with weak legs, and walked towards the telephone booth on the shore. .

slap-

Annabelle fell head-on to the floor, the tiles were too slippery and her feet were too soft.

"Are you okay, Annabelle?" Everyone ran over and helped Annabelle up from the ground.

"No, it's okay...it's just a small mistake..." Annabelle's face was full of embarrassment.

"He said it was all right...the nosebleeds..." The little bat touched Annabelle's nose distressedly, and showed Annabelle's little blood-stained little hand.

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Chapter 1089 Chapter 1087: The Scarlet Nun Who Wants to Eat Bats ([-])

"It's just a little nosebleed, it's okay~" Annabelle waved her little hand, just about to say that she bleeds far more than this little bit every month, but saw the little bat staring at the blood on her finger in a daze.

"It smells so good..." the little bat murmured.

"Hi," Mary spread her hands, "this bat finally realized that he is actually a vampire."

"..." Katyusha rubbed the little bat's head helplessly. As a purebred vampire, she usually only eats pig's blood, which made Mr. Fan Helsing suffer...

"Hmm... Is my best friend interested in my blood?" Annabel smiled, and stretched her wrist to the little bat's mouth: "Then you are welcome, please enjoy, I love my dragon Zhixue is quite confident..."

"I heard that being bitten by a vampire won't hurt, and it will be very comfortable. I don't know if it's true..."

"Hmm..." Little Bat remembered the moment when he was bitten by Annie: "It's true...it's very comfortable..."

It was more comfortable than when Annie ate bats again...

"But it's not good," the little bat pushed away Annabelle's little hand: "I won't hurt my friend, although it's a very comfortable thing, but in the end, I still have to bite Annabel's skin and arteries with my teeth... "

"It's okay." Annabel hugged the little bat, and put her neck close to the little bat's mouth: "It's just a little wound, it's not even considered an injury to a dragon, it's just a scratch on the scales A little..."

"But Annabelle is not a giant dragon, Annabelle is a limp girl..." The little bat refused to speak to Annabel, a girl who looked weak and weak, and couldn't even beat a chicken.

"If a vampire at the level of best friend has a desire for a certain blood, it means that this is an opportunity to evolve..." Annabel touched the little bat's head: "Don't best friend want to become stronger? "

"But..." The little bat looked at Katyusha and Mary, wanting them to make up their minds.

"It's so slow, I can't stand it anymore—" Mary stepped forward and pushed the little bat's head away, and took a light bite on Annabel's neck, leaving shallow tooth marks and A few drops of blood.

"Hmm..." Annabelle groaned softly in pain.

"If you don't bite," Mary said, looking into the confused eyes of the little bat, "Annabelle will only continue to hurt now, I'm not a vampire who can bite people comfortably, hehe, you can figure it out .”

"My best friend... I'm in so much pain..." Annabelle suppressed her smile and pretended to sigh in pain.

"Hmm—" the little bat thought for a while, and still bit Annabelle's neck lightly against Mary's teeth marks. Annabelle's skin, released as a placebo for vampires to anesthetize 'prey'.

"..." Annabelle looked up at the sky with her small face, her eyes were filled with hazy water, and her small face gradually turned red.

I kind of want to...eat my best friend...

If you let your best friend suck your own blood while...

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"Lord Van Helsing still hasn't answered the phone..." Sivir looked helplessly at the phone in his hand.

I have called so many times, Master Van Helsing will always notice the situation around him, right?

Could it be... is there something unexpected happened to Mr. Van Helsing... Can't take care of answering the phone?

"No..." Sivir stood up from the sofa and paced left and right in the hall: "I have to inform everyone. If anything happens to Lord Van Helsing, I am the only one who can tell everyone about it. ...Ah no, it's a doll..."

"There won't be any accidents, right?" Satan crossed his arms and leaned against the wall behind the sofa, looking down at Raphel's swollen and obscene-looking little butt.

"Raphael would never do that kind of thing, what kind of accident would happen to Van Helsing..."

"Otherwise, Michael won't let her go..."

"I feel that the strongest angel in the Upper Realm is Michael now..."

"Even Raphael is not her match..."

"Although Mr. Raphael should not put Mr. Van Helsing in a dangerous situation, but..." Sivir's face was serious: "Mr. Raphael who always covets Mr. Van Helsing's body... is likely to secretly put Mr. Van Helsing Grab it and eat it..."

"Lord Van Helsing can't resist an angel of that level...you can only accept it and lose your chastity..." Sivir's little face was full of grief...

"Damn it!" Raphel thumped the floor violently: "I knew it! Raphael started this game with no good intentions from the beginning! She just wanted to separate us one by one so that she could attack little Van Helsing!— —”

"Hiss——" Raphael took a breath, and the voice rang in the sky: "I, why didn't I think of such a thing just now? How stupid! ——Thank you for reminding me! I'm going to eat bats now! —— "

"..." Sivir, Satan, and Raphel were all stunned.

"Quick! Tell Michael quickly!—" Raphael waved her little hand at Sivir in shock.

"Oh!—" Sivir hurriedly dialed.

[It is detected that the customer has designated a new contact target, if you want to get the contact number, please listen to the question——]

The landline issued Raphael's mechanical voice.

[What is a creature with four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening? 】

"..." Sivir and Satan were silent for a moment.

"Wait! We didn't ask us to answer the question when we contacted Van Helsing just now, did we?!" Raphael suddenly realized that Raphael was making things difficult for everyone, but...

"Hahaha, but Raphael must have underestimated us too much, right? Who wouldn't know such a simple topic, right?" Raphael looked at Sivir and Satan.

"Come on, tell me the answer to the riddle, so I don't need to answer such a simple question?"

"..." Sivir and Satan shrank their bodies and remained silent, as if they had become two little mutes who could not speak.

If Raffle finds out that we can't answer such a simple question...

"What? You can't answer?" Raphel looked suspiciously at Sivir and Satan.

"Hmph, that's not true." Satan folded his hands on his chest and turned his face away: "This Demon King just doesn't bother to answer such simple questions."

Raphael looked at Sivir again.

"..." Sivir's little face was full of tension, and cold sweat broke out from his head.

Since, what perfect excuse can I find? ——

"Ah..." Sivir suddenly clutched his chest and fell to the ground: "One, when I think of Lord Van Helsing being attacked by Lord Raphael and putting him in eighteen postures, my heart hurts unbearably. Ah... I can't breathe..."

"Ah... I passed out..." Sivir lay on the ground, as if he had lost consciousness.

Obviously unable to answer the question.

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The second update this morning is here! ~

(Alas... I looked for an artificial intelligence girlfriend on the market, but I feel that they are all IQ taxes. Wait a few more years. After a few years, there should be an AI girlfriend who can truly be called artificial intelligence...)

Chapter 1090 Chapter 1088: The Bat Sister-in-Law Who Tried to Eat ([-])

"Raphle, you are here to answer this question." Satan looked at Raphel, his small face was full of refusal.

"Eh? You, why do you order me!" Raphel stared at Satan with dissatisfaction on her small face.

"Your butt...if it gets bigger, it won't look good..." Satan said in a threatening tone.

"You, you devil—" Raphel's lips trembled, her little face turned pale.

"I was originally a devil~" Satan shrugged: "Okay, let's choose now—do you want to answer the questions? Or do you want a big butt?"

"I... I'll just answer the question..." Raphel gritted her teeth, and she must ask little Fan Helsing to bully Satan severely...

"What about the answer? Tell me," Satan pointed to the question that appeared in front of the landline: "What is the creature with four legs in the morning, two legs in the noon, and three legs in the afternoon?"

"..." Raph was silent for a while.

"Why? You can't even know such a simple topic?" Satan resorted to the aggressive method.

"Who, who said I can't do it?!——" Raphel's face became anxious, worrying that his wisdom of the Third Demon God would be doubted: "No—isn't it just a chair!——"

"You see, when I had breakfast in the morning, the chair had four legs. At noon, I accidentally broke two legs, and it became two legs. I repaired it in the afternoon, because I knew that the triangle is the most stable. It doesn't matter, I will only repair one leg and insert that leg between the two broken legs..."

"That's three legs—"

"As we all know, chairs are actually creatures~" Raphael's teasing voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"..." The proud Raphel and Satan, who was about to cheer for the answer, fell silent for a moment.

"La, Raphael, don't shoot at little Van Helsing!——" Raphael immediately put the embarrassment behind him, and yelled towards the ceiling.

"Do you want to be made into fried chicken wings by Michael?!——"

"Ah, sorry, now that little bat has merged with me~" Rafael smiled: "There is not a single drop left~"