The President's Vampire

He took Ling Yuan's underwear and pajamas and went to take a shower first, to relax his muscles and bones from the car ride.

Chu Luo, who was washed out, really went to lie down in the coffin. The cushion inside was very comfortable, but it was a little narrow.

"Put the coffin at home, do you use it?" Chu Luo sat next to Ling Yuan by the bed.

"As you get older, it's not surprising to equip yourself with a coffin." While browsing emails, he took the time to answer, keeping his hands on the keyboard.

Chu Luo frowned: "The customs of the blood race?"

"Forget it, tailor-made your own coffin, it will come in handy at that time." Ling Yuan remembered his dead companion, feeling a little sad.

"If unfortunately the transformation fails, I want your coffin." After arranging the funeral in advance, Chu Luo's heart was not clear on the surface.

Ling Yuan turned his head to the side and looked at Chu Luo who was speaking in frustration: "I thought you would ask for the ashes to be made into ornaments and worn on your body all the time."

"You have no objection, I have no objection." Chu Luo forgot that after the failure, maybe even a complete body would not be left behind, Ling Yuan's words reminded herself.

Chu Luo leaned over and kissed the corner of Ling Yuan's lips, "If there is a soul after death, I hope I can always be by your side." Domineeringly, she took Ling Yuan as her own, even turning into a ghost.

There really are souls alive, and those dead companions may be by my side, trying to kill me, whoever makes me live longer than anyone else, appoints those who are envious and jealous to die.

Turning his gaze back to the computer screen, Ling Yuan continued the unfinished work.

Chu Luo put one arm around Ling Yuan's waist and stayed with her quietly for an hour.

"Go downstairs." Putting away the computer, Ling Yuan took Chu Luo down for dinner.

The meal is already set on the table, and the tempting aroma is pleasing to the nose when the lid is opened.

Chu Luo tasted it: "It tastes good." Authentic French cuisine.

Ling Yuan: "The craftsmanship passed down from generation to generation."

Chu Luo blurted out: "Same as the Chadis family?"

"It's not at the same level. The Chadis family is an ordinary friend relationship. People like chefs who have served the Aberdrin family for generations are closer than the former. The contract signed is rooted in the blood and is loyal and reliable."

"Doesn't belong to the ranks of the blood clan?" Chu Luo thought it was a steward or a servant, who had the benefits given by the blood clan, and Chu Luo began to associate infinitely.

"There was an accident once. After the transformation, the human beings became ordinary blood races. They thought they were superior and their ambitions swelled, so they died. After that, all those who were loyal to the Aberdrin family were banned and given a chance to transform. Only these people are allowed to be free from illness and health. Disaster and death." Although most of the rights have been cancelled, it is not a disadvantage for ordinary people.

Chu Luo: "Is this what you just said, the so-called loyalty?"

"Pure people do pure things. Not everyone can't think about it. Hobbies are the foundation of a person's struggle. This kind of people are pure and loyal." As long as they are given a stage to show their interests and talents, they will be easily satisfied.

"Here often, waiting for you to come back to provide services?" Chu Luo admired the chef's ability to endure loneliness.

"No, I will notify in advance when I come back. There is more than one chef, and no one is required to come. At other times, I work in high-end restaurants, or participate in food competitions, etc. It is quite free."

"Earn two shares of money?" Chu Luo wouldn't even dare to say this kind of treatment.

"Yeah." Making money is for spending, and putting it in the bank is just stringing numbers.

After meals, drink a cup of hawthorn juice to eliminate indigestion.

Ling Yuan opened the door of the storage room and walked in.

Chu Luo followed behind and couldn't help complaining: "I love the storage room. I put all the good things in it?"

"No, the castle was built like this when it was first built." Ling Yuan opened another door hidden on the wall.

"Be careful stepping on the steps." Ling Yuan deliberately carried a windbreak lamp and turned it on to illuminate it.

"No lights?" It's so dark!Chu Luo walked a few steps quickly, walking side by side next to Ling Yuan, gloomy and cold, like someone who had strayed into a haunted house.

"The eyes of the blood race can see things at night, and they don't need too bright light." Ling Yuan explained.

"So there is no light inside?" How can I find a book to read?The light from the wind lamp is not enough to illuminate everything. Before I finish a book, my eyes become presbyopia.

"There are lights inside."

That's okay, Chu Luo felt that she was going down all the time, "What floor is the basement?"

"The negative three floors, the upper two floors store some valuable things."

Chu Luo couldn't help but be speechless, her family background is really rich, I can't envy her.

"Here we are." Ling Yuan brushed his face and opened the heavy metal door.

"Ahem, cough, what a big dust!" How long has it been since you came?Choking Chuluo's eyes and nose are uncomfortable.

When the lights are on, all you see is the dust cover, and the lights on the wall are very chic and small.

Ling Yuan went to get the vacuum cleaner and cleaned it briefly.

"The light is a special energy source. There are no wires on the third floor underground, and it is used for fire prevention." Ling Yuan noticed the direction of Chu Luo's attention and explained.

Chu Luo looked at the light she just took off in her hand, and put it back into the base on the wall.

"Look separately?" Chu Luo slapped his forehead and said, "Is there any words I can understand?"

Chu Luo, who was highly educated, became illiterate in a blink of an eye. After all, he had never learned the language of the blood race.

"Most of them are written in English, French, German, and minority languages. They are basically travel notes, so look for them separately."

"okay."

Lifting the dust cover and putting it aside, Ling Yuan turned off the wind lamp and put it on the ground, then sat down and flipped through the book that he hadn't read last time.

Chu Luo found that the bookshelves on the lower shelf were not books, but a long stool after being opened, which saved the trouble of bending over to pick up books, and if the books were too close to the ground, they would be easily damp.

There are many kinds of books, and Chu Luo only picked the part about the blood race, and she was fascinated by it unknowingly, and the time passed quickly in a blink of an eye.

Until Ling Yuan called Chu Luo: "Go back, it's getting late."

"After reading this." Chu Luo quickly flipped through the content, and walked back reluctantly with eyes full of satisfaction.

The records of the blood clan are very interesting, even Chu Luo wants to sleep here.

"Come early tomorrow, can you bring in lunch and dinner?" Chu Luo planned to squat for a day without going back and forth for the sake of stuttering.

Ling Yuan: "Let the chef make a lunch box tomorrow, pack it in an insulated lunch box and bring it down." Be careful not to get it on the book, this small request can be completely satisfied.

Chu Luo was satisfied, her dream was full of bizarre scenes from the book, like a bystander, witnessing the beginning and end of the incident.

In the morning, Chu Luo fell ill, panting heavily, similar to symptoms of hypoxia.

Ling Yuan fed a small amount of blood again, calculated the time, and it lasted less than two days.

"There are too many books, when will I finish reading them?" Chu Luo was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on for too long, as the number of times she drank blood increased, it would be a big burden for Ling Yuan.

"Already making preparations." Ling Yuan kept his word.

Carrying the lunch box down to the ground, looking through various books.

The days passed day by day, buried in the bookshelf every day, and found nothing.

That night, when Chu Luo put back the pulled out bench, no matter how much she pushed, she couldn't get in.

I squatted down and observed carefully, and there was no stuck place, so I tried again.

Still not working, I touched it carefully with my hand, touched a gap, and then went up...

Silk!Chu Luo withdrew her hand in an instant, subconsciously put it in her mouth, and her finger was scratched by something unknown.

Ling Yuan, who smelled the scent of blood, teleported to Chu Luo's side, and took the other's broken finger in his mouth.

The wound on his finger healed, and Ling Yuan, who hadn't drank blood for a long time, narrowed his eyes.

"The stool can't be pushed back, there is a gap in it, it seems that something has come out." Chu Luo didn't expect to be injured, and was startled.

Ling Yuan went to get the lamp on the wall, shined it in, and the two looked at each other.

"Grid?" Chu Luo looked around carefully.

Ling Yuan seldom comes to the ground, and he doesn't know if there is a hidden cell or not.

The wooden bookshelf expands with heat and contracts with cold, and the joints are easily deformed and aged. It is precisely the protruding upper left corner of the dark grid that scratches the network.

Ling Yuan opened it with his hands, and a rather old key was inserted inside.

Turning the key, the ground shook slightly, and the two stood up and looked at the surrounding walls.

"There." In the far corner, the bookshelf slid open to reveal a wooden door.

"Go in and have a look, or come back tomorrow?" Ling Yuan looked puzzled, seeing that Chu Luo was not sure.

If there are monsters locked inside, it's no joke once you get in!

"There is no living thing inside." Based on his sense of smell, Ling Yuan gave a definite conclusion.

Ling Yuan stepped forward and opened the wooden door, and shined a light on the inside. There were bookshelves all around, and a large area in the middle of the sky, with an estimated area of ​​[-] square meters.

There was too much dust inside, Ling Yuan went to get the vacuum cleaner, and Chu Luo helped to clean it.

"Most of the bookshelves are empty, but there are books. If you pick up a book, you can't understand it, and you will become blind in a second.

The content of the book is written in the language of the blood race, most of which are abbreviations, which are very scribbled, and some symbols are added, which are very obscure.

Scrolling down, it was more like a personal note, written in a hurry, and some sentences didn't match up at all.

Ling Yuan went to look through other books on the shelf, looking for the first volume of notes, and maybe there will be other new discoveries.

Chu Luo took the vacuum cleaner and cleaned it back and forth, not letting go of any corners.

The cold was sudden, the throat was a little dry and itchy, he coughed twice, inhaled the dust, and sneezed.

Chu Luo thought it was because there was too much dust in the air, which caused dryness, and the discomfort appeared when the nasal cavity was connected to the throat.

After finishing the water brought in, Chu Luo drools, trying to relieve the discomfort.

Suddenly, her mind went blank, her eyes faded from black and were stained with silver frost, and Chu Luo walked towards Ling Yuan whose back was turned to her.

There was an extra hand on the shoulder, Ling Yuan didn't turn his head, knowing that it was Chu Luo without a doubt.

This guy likes to hook his shoulders and hug his back from time to time, and Ling Yuan has become used to it naturally.

In the invisible shadow, Chu Luo's pupils gradually turned red, and she leaned closer to Ling Yuan, resting her chin on the other's shoulder and neck, smelling the appetizing smell.

The moment the teeth pierced the skin, the book in Ling Yuan's hand fell to the ground, and suddenly he punched with his backhand, hitting the abdomen of the person behind him hard.

Suctioning vigorously, he let go due to the dull pain in his abdomen, bowed his waist like a prawn, and his pale face showed pain.

Ling Yuan touched the side of his neck, the tingling pain was still there, his hands were soaked in blood, the blood race was born with self-healing ability, but the pain still existed 100%.

Ling Yuan, who had never bitten anyone before, suddenly became the prey of being bitten, it's unbelievable!

Unsatisfied with the end of foraging, Chu Luo pounced on it again.

Ling Yuan swung his fist, and the speed of the opponent became faster, and he dodged easily, his blood-stained eyes lost his rationality.

"How could it be!" Ling Yuan speeded up, and the two fought together.

Chu Luo herself has learned free combat, and her speed has increased rapidly. She is not inferior to Ling Yuan who has experienced many battles, and she does not show any difficulty.

He just couldn't help but want to drink blood manically, and growled to express his strong dissatisfaction.

Ling Yuan tried a few times, his speed and strength doubled, and he cleverly circled behind Chu Luo, slammed down with a heavy knife, and knocked him to the ground.

Chu Luo fell face down on the big horse, unconscious.

Ling Yuan turned the person around, opened his mouth and saw the last thing he didn't want to happen.

"It's teething!" After feeling the toughness and length, it's not as good as the real vampires, it's just a semi-finished product.

I can't explain it, why did it suddenly look like this?There was no stench that a defective product should have on his body, and everything was incredible.