The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

The morning light of the next day was cut off behind the curtains, but Arecio knew it was already morning. He closed the history book in his hand and cast his gaze on the wall that was next to him. That neuropathy should have been up all night.

It's unbelievable to say that he turned out to be a neighbor to the neurosis.

Moving his body, Arecio walked to the window and opened the heavy curtains. The little red button seemed to be making a silent temptation. Arecio struggled for a while, couldn't hold back, and pressed it down.

Lightning and thunder, eerie and terrifying... a day full of hope!

So he hit the thunder again in a relaxed mood, then stopped with a bit of intent, and sent a message to Eri, and he rested well. Ai Li responded quickly to the news, saying that she would bring breakfast to see him immediately. The life of three high-quality blood on this day is really wonderful for the kinsman.

Arecio continued to thunder happily.

"Knocking", the door was knocked, and Arecio was still surprised why it was so fast. When the door was opened, the white-clothed saint stood at the door.

Arecio slapped the door reflexively.

Seeing the neurotic face early in the morning made him deeply frightened by the heart that had finally simulated a heartbeat.

There was silence outside the door for a while, then stubbornly knocked again. Only then did Alessio react. The neurosis seemed to have a broken head. There is no abnormal behavior yet. It was a neurosis that could play with him happily earlier.

Arecio treated it as if he hadn't closed the door just now, and opened the door again, and the white-clothed saint swished coldly at him.

The saint changed into a new dress, a retro style prepared by the center, with a half cloak, but not exaggerated. The delicate gold thread weaves the sun and the moon, making the saint's whole person seem to be shining slightly. I have to say that Alessio likes the other's face very much. If it hadn't become crazy, he thought they could be friends forever.

"Don't thunder anymore." The saint said to Arecio word by word, and then he watched the blood race on the opposite side gradually widen his eyes, and his ears began to be dyed with a thin layer of red, which should be imitating human physiological functions. He has to take notes on this.

"You...you can hear it?!"

Arecio’s face was full of shock, and then, a huge sense of shame came to his heart!

Is it the same if someone thunders in the room alone and is known to others? !

As soon as he opened his mouth, his fangs bared a little, he saw the saint on the opposite side showing his first expression since waking up.

"laugh."

Damn you...!

The urge to kill the mouth instantly filled Arecio's head. The neurosis is indeed a neurosis. Even if his brain is broken, it can easily blast his anger groove!

His movement was blocked by one of the saints. The saints slowly took out a book, which was very heavy. It was the "Federal Dark Creature Protection Act", which is also available here in Arecio.

"Unexpectedly you have such a hobby." The saint was slow and polite, with a little smile, he turned the pages of the book, and the whole book was annotated overnight by him, and wanted to take advantage of the legal loopholes to kill him. The purpose of the goal is very obvious.

But it looked like it had failed, so I could only mock Arecio with the terms in the book.

"Respecting the hobbies of dark creatures is the righteousness of citizens..." The saint's eyes and hands quickly backed away a few steps, and quickly avoided a **** attack. He subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, thinking of the death penalty and lifelessness and he paused. This flaw was instantly grasped by the blood clan. The saint only saw the blood clan’s red pupil approaching like never before, and he could even see the slightest curl of the rose flower branch that snaked around the blood clan’s right eye—

I will make a handbook tonight...notes, I want to draw this pattern.

Half of the wall collapsed due to the impact of the blood clan, and the alarm sounded. The guards of the childcare center immediately dispatched personnel and armed aircraft swarmed around the blood clan and the saints. After hesitating for a moment, the weapons were aimed at the saints without hesitation.

Ruzius:...

Eternal injustice.

Arecio's eyes drifted, he had already grabbed the annotated protection law, watching the battle, silently handed it back.

"Your book dropped, I'll pick it up for you."

"..."

Did you crumble half of the wall with an elbow while picking it up?

Seeing that the saint hadn't spoken, Alessio paused, and "sincerely" handed the book in his direction again.

"It's okay, you don't have to be guilty, you just can't control your power for a while, I am not scared."

The saint suddenly raised his sky-colored eyes and looked at the blood clan unbelievably.

Staff members arrived one after another to deal with the scene, not forgetting to appease Arecio. Ellie arrived soon too, looked at Arecio nervously, confirmed that he was not injured, and vigorously praised his "return to the original owner."

"Take a look at the monitor and figure out the ins and outs of the matter." The saint pursed his lips, adding to the word "ins and outs".

Arecio then remembered that it was ten thousand years later. There was something called surveillance. He was very neurotic to accept new knowledge. He was very likely to capsize in this wave of dumping, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

The saint smiled coldly, but he didn't believe it...

"Hey, the monitoring system of the center is in charge of Hitomi. Just now, Hitomi seemed to have just taken a nap and couldn't find the video files."

After Elly sent the application, she got this result. This is also an occasional situation, and she couldn't help but sigh. Alessio escaped from the dead, looking at the facial neuropathy that seemed expressionless and actually filled with shocked faces, once again he couldn't help but hahahaha.

Insane you also have today hahahaha!

Arecio’s happiness is short-lived. Today is the day when he checked with the neurological patient. He drank the blood brought by Eri, and the neuropathic needs human food. Arecio also intends to take a little bit. His delicacy to humans Food is not exclusive.

In the clean and tidy dining hall, the saint smiled coldly at the blood family holding a knife and fork and waiting for the breakfast quiche.

"The blood eats human food..." He said slowly, "It's better to be cautious."

When he said this, Eri naturally became nervous. Almost all the existing information said that the blood race needs to eat blood. Whether human food can be eaten or not is still unknown. The saint woke up in a coffin with Arecio, and the relationship with the blood race. It must be very close, and then it must also know the blood family well.

Arecio suddenly felt bad.

"I can eat." He emphasized, "It's okay for high-ranking blood races to eat human food, but they can't get energy."

The saint cut his own omelet, and only glanced at him quietly when he heard the words, as if he was looking at a cat trying to try human food.

Allie was bitter, and Arecio’s breakfast omelet was declared to be in the water.

"After checking the body, you can eat it if you can. I will make it specifically for you." She comforted.

Arecio stared at the saint on the opposite side, as if trying to stare out a hole. Under his gaze, the saint's meal became more enjoyable.

High-ranking blood races can completely eat human food, but they need to avoid a few special spices. Strictly speaking, the saying of the saint is not wrong. But even if you eat those spices, you will only have a stomachache, so you can block the pain. Arecio often does that.

And now, because of a word from the saint, Arecio can't eat breakfast today.

Arecio deeply felt the kind of suffocation from the neurosis just now.

Very good, this is called retribution!

After a sunny and rainy breakfast, Arecio and Ruzius arrived at the medical office, where they performed basic examinations separately. There is nothing to check for the kinship, just test the basic value, the physical condition is simulated, and it is enough for the record.

"We still have some experience with the undead dark creatures." A female medical staff measured Arecio's eyesight and said with a smile, "Your situation is very similar to the zombies of the Eastern branch. "

Of course, Arecio knew about zombies, but they didn't interact much. The eastern branch is mysterious and retreat from the world. It is a country of its own. It follows the tradition of the monarch power granted by heaven, in which the royal family shows its dignity in single-character names.

The Zhu family of Zhu Heng, the **** plover, was in charge of medicine in the era of Arecio. It had a name and a surname, so it was not a royal family.

"Okay. By the way, I have a question for you... When will you start the live broadcast again?"

Arecio, who has already understood a part of it, was temporarily expressionless on this issue. He really couldn’t understand the barrage and comments called "cute". He was obviously an evil dark creature with fangs and claws. Ordinary people saw him. He should have nightmares.

"Look again." He didn't have an exact answer, but the medical staff still smiled.

"Just wait until you are happy. I work at the center, so I can see you from time to time. Those outside have no idea how many times I have watched the live broadcast of your resuscitation."

It's really miserable. The audiences who are obsessed with Arecio can only lick the live broadcast, make **** calls, and then pile up on the forum to communicate with each other, and finally they are deleted by the administrator.

What she said was so expectant and tolerant, but made Arecio silent. For a long time, he said:

"I am not cute."

Arecio thought of those holy water, crosses, silver, spicy spices, and the expressions of the people hiding behind them. It was panic eyes and cursing words rolling in his lips.

【vampire! 】

[Call the hunter of the temple! 】

[Woo...Don’t bite me! I don't want to become a vampire! 】

As a dark creature, one should be looked at and enjoy this loneliness, but the loneliness of the blood race is particularly long. He can't remember how many generations of humans who hate him have changed. He can't remember how many times he has fallen into a long sleep of hundreds of years in the dark. When he is bored, he will fall asleep. When he wakes up, he will rise again, in the new hatred and hatred. Brew a new horror.

It should be.

His words made the female medical staff wearing protective masks stunned for a moment, then smiled again, with crooked eyebrows.

"...You are so cute."

The blood clan opened his deep rosy eyes slightly, which was familiar to him. He was sitting on a soft chair prepared by the medical department, and he felt some light and wind blowing on his face, the fine voices and occasional roars of dark creatures, forming a special noise in his ear, and he said softly, "You really The praise of "lovely" suddenly became the voice of the saint—

【You're so cute. 】

"Have you checked?"

Arecio suddenly woke up, and the saint in white was looking down at him, holding his medical record in his hand, with a cold expression.

Arecio knew there must be something in the medical record.

"You have been in a coma twice and your strength is still out of control. Why don't you check it for a while?"

The saint was so angry that he crumpled his medical record.