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The raccoon beast is a spiritual pet that Tan Zhao received in the former spiritual world. In fact, it is said to be a pet, but it is actually more like a little ancestor. Not only does it feed on merit, but it also puts his raccoon language to the test.

Before coming to the modern world, he accidentally got a spiritual fruit that can refine the crossbone of the head of a strange beast. After the little ancestor gnawed it, he fell into a deep sleep in the space. Before leaving the last world, he checked it. He thought It will take some time for Fengli to wake up, but he didn't expect it to be earlier.

[System, is the spiritual power in this world more abundant? ]

System: No, what you are checking is the consumption of medicinal power, but humans and alien beasts are different. Your little ancestor only needs to refine the horizontal bones. As for the medicinal power, the body of the alien beast can consume it continuously.

[Then you didn't say it earlier? ]

System: You didn't ask yourself, blame me~

Tan Zhao finally escaped the monitoring and found an empty room. With a thought, he dodged into the space.

As a pure-bred African, Tan Zhao certainly didn’t have any adventures in picking up a portable space by chance. This space was created with a friend surnamed Kong when he was in the fairy world. The space is not very big. Over the years The facilities inside have also been changed many times. When he went in, he saw the little ancestor jumping on the drone he bought in the last world, and he seemed to like it quite a bit.

"Haw-"

The familiar smell of merit appeared, and the little blue palm beast immediately raised its head in joy. After searching for a figure, it jumped up lightly and flew over.

Tan Zhao took two steps forward to catch the wind raccoon beast, so he didn't know where to consume such a big spiritual fruit, but it was still the size of a palm: "Why can't you talk? Let me see..."

"Don't show it!"

Tan Zhao: ...What the hell?

This voice is too milky, it's exactly the same as a two or three-year-old human cub, Tan couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to rua the little furry head of the little ancestor, I don't know if it's because he hasn't touched the wind for too long Beaver, actually feel better than before.

"no!"

"...Are you hungry, do you want to eat merit?"

The cannibal has a short mouth and is soft on people. When Fengli first saw people, he thought that the meritorious spirit had "lost all his wealth". Fortunately, he just hid it. A lonely, young and helpless little beast like it, by itself How pitiful it is to earn merit.

After waking up with merit, Fengli Beast immediately let it move. After sleeping for so long, he still misses his owner a lot.

After eating the merits, Fengli hiccupped. It gently sniffed the owner's new body, then frowned and said, "You smell strange!"

"...Does it smell bad?"

Fengli has always been very honest: "It smells bad."

Owner Tan became sad for a moment, and the actor immediately got up: "...that's fine, you just stay in the space as a beast, and I'm leaving."

Fengli: ... Pupil Earthquake.jpg.

How long has it been asleep before it fell out of favor?

"You are outside, there are other beasts! I can smell it!"

Like the pet follower, Fengli can call friends, and pulls A and A Yao Xiaoqi to start a joint crusade against a certain showman master. Tan Zhao is immediately defeated, and vows to pick up the beast when he finds a good place.

"When you're outside, don't be coaxed away. The outside world has changed a lot now."

The little ancestor with his arms akimbo: "Hmph! I'm not you!"

Tan Zhao ruaed the wind raccoon beast again, and then returned to reality.By the time he got off the elevator and reached the entrance of the lobby, the physical examinations of the second history class had already been completed.

"Shen Huanying, I'm just waiting for you. What's the matter with you?"

"I'm sorry teacher, I just...have diarrhea."

The instructor was obviously a little suspicious, but he was not the one to hold on to such trivial matters: "Okay, hurry up and get the blood drawn, we can leave after the draw."

Tan Zhao glanced at the crowd, Li Wei waved at him, but as for Huo Jinli, he didn't see it.

"Okay teacher, sorry for your trouble."

The beauty apologized politely. Human beings are visual animals, so the instructor felt... Maybe Shen Huanying really had diarrhea. He immediately asked softly, "Is the stomach okay, do you want some medicine?"

Tan Zhao hurriedly shook his head to indicate that he could, and then ran upstairs as if fleeing.

But before he reached the blood drawing room, he was dragged away.

"You don't have to go, I've done it for you."

Of course it was Huo Jinli who spoke, otherwise with Tan Zhao's sensitivity, it would not be so easy to pull him.

"Fixed? Are you sure Cyril can't see it?"

Hawkingley felt that the other party might have misunderstood the vampire: "I just found someone to draw blood as yours. Although Cyril and the others are vampires, the blood test is just the same, and it's not a DNA test. Their tongues are not as good as you think. So sharp."

That being the case, Tan Zhao would not rush to draw blood: "Thank you."

"...No need." Hawkingli said awkwardly, then raised his head again, "But if you really want to thank me, can you let me do an experiment?"

"What experiment?"

Huo Shaoke still remembered the broken needle of the staff in the blood drawing room just now. How could the skin of this ordinary person be harder than the needle? He looked at Shen Huanying, and he had already prepared for the worst in his heart.

"Let's talk about it after we leave here, let me try how thick your skin is now."

Tan Zhao: ...

System: I know this question, can I answer it quickly?

[What do you think? ]

The system regrettably put down the answering machine.

Back at school, it was already twelve o'clock at noon. Under the eyes of his dormitory roommate Li Wei, "Don't forget each other if you are rich and honored", Tan Zhao got into another low-key supercar of Huo Shao and left the school.

On the other end, Cyril was sitting in the oversized office on the top floor, shaking a bloody test tube in his hand.

"Sir, do you need to use a strong one?"

Cyril shook his head: "That wolf cub of the Huo family is so protective, do you want to mess with someone from the church?"

"My subordinates dare not."

When Cyril heard the words, the haze flashed across his eyes. The special needle tube he specially ordered to use for drawing blood from vampires failed to pierce Shen Huanying's skin. This is really... so interesting.

He threw the test tube in his hand to his subordinates, and suddenly stood up: "Make an appointment with the Presbyterian Church for me, and tell me that I have met... Singer."

Hearing the words, the well-trained subordinates hesitated for a moment, but he quickly responded and listed this matter as the most important itinerary of the day.

A vampire will only meet one singer in his life, that is the destined lover of the vampire, and the other party's blood has a fatal attraction for the vampire.If you are lucky enough, you will reap happiness.But the long lifespan of the vampire is doomed not to get eternal love. The singer is called the gift of darkness, but also the most vicious curse of darkness.

No vampire would look forward to meeting his singer, not one, unless he wanted to end his long life.

**

Tan Zhao ate a private meal with Huo Shao, and then drove to a mountain villa in the suburbs.

"This is the training ground that my dad gave me when I was a kid. It's safe enough. Can we start?"

Oh, the evil rich man, speaking of it, the original owners he met recently were all poor people. Once upon a time, he was also a rich second generation who spent money like water.

Tan Zhao rolled up his sleeves, wanting to see the power of the little werewolf, so he made an invitation gesture.

Seeing that the other party was ready, Hawkingli put on rubber gloves and picked up the small tools he had prepared to test, but...even a sharp knife could not pierce Shen Huanying's skin.

Damn, what's going on?Even as a werewolf, he can pierce the fur!

He suddenly had a premonition that he had bitten out a huge trouble that night.

"Shen Huanying, why do you seem to accept the fact of your mutation so easily?"

Tan Zhao touched his face, but it was still soft and elastic. Why was he invulnerable: "To be honest, my heart is... turbulent."

Huo Shao looked blank: "Sorry, I can't see it at all."

"Hey, maybe it's because I manage my expressions too well. You said I don't want to be a bartender, how about debuting as an idol?"

...That is really a disaster for star-chasing girls all over the world.

"you sure?"

Tan Zhao waved his hand: "Just kidding, being an idol is not as comfortable as being an ordinary person."

"...Are you sure you are still an ordinary person?" After all this, this person is too ambitious, right?

Tan Zhao thinks it's okay: "Then can I still cry? I can eat, sleep, run and dance, but it's a little strange, and I can't tell from the outside. If one day the sky drops [-] million, I might Can cry."

"Why do you cry when you get rich?"

Tan Zhao has an expression that you don't understand: "Weeping with joy."

Hawkingli threw all his things into the trash can, turned his head and said, "Shen Huanying, you are really too talented to study history."

"Ok?"

"The Diplomatic Academy next door is suitable for you to shine."

This is too easy to say, I really didn't see it before, but he didn't pay attention to his classmates before. Hawkingli studied in the history department, just because this department is easier to ask for leave.

"...Thank you for the compliment?"

Probably infected by Shen Huanying's optimism, Huo Shao felt visibly relieved. After all, the parties involved are not in a hurry. He is a werewolf, and it won't be too late when the next full moon comes.

Tan Zhao didn't quit his blues job. After all, the job of a bartender was idle and rich, and he hadn't tried it. How interesting. As for being targeted by a vampire, he adapted quite well.

"Sir, is it Bloody Mary again today?"

Tan Zhao glanced at the bustling dance floor, and seemed to be a little regretful that the other party didn't pay ten times the price.

But fortunately, Cyril lived for a long time, and the elegance on his face tightened: "You really understand my heart."

"Haw—" He stinks.

Very well, the little ancestor of his family doesn't like blood races either. Tan Zhao reached out and touched the little head on his shoulder, and leaned back: "Hey, I'll make money to buy you a game console."

Fengli, who just broke a game console, immediately stopped moving, and was extremely obedient.

The main pet and the pet were friendly and interacting, but they didn't see the expression of the four-generation vampire who was so elegant just now changed quickly. His crimson pupils looked at the little blue beast, as if he was looking at some abyssal creature.

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