One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Ling Qiong came out of the room, while Brother Feng was still standing in the living room.

"Miss Fu Jin, I will report today's matter to the headquarters."

"Oh." Ling Qiong didn't care.

She and the sub-office are at most a cooperative relationship, not a subordinate-subordinate relationship.

There was something wrong with the original owner's list of candidates, and the branch office also found some clues.

The fact that the city of blood has been without a manager for such a long time is not because it can't send people down.

The previous person in charge did not resign due to personal reasons.

but dead...

There is a problem with the branch office in the city of blood, and there are some internal reasons that can't be said, so no one came for a long time.

Ling Qiong promised to help them find out about this matter, and they provided her with convenience. Of course, she had to perform her duties as a manager during this period.

Since it's not a superior-subordinate relationship, as long as she doesn't cause any serious trouble, naturally she doesn't have to be afraid.

Ling Qiong didn't care, and Brother Feng didn't say anything.

Ling Qiong didn't care about his attitude, and walked around the room twice, asking him, "Do you know why so many people are targeting Xia Miye?"

"Xia Miye is a pure blood."

"so what?"

Brother Feng: "Pure blood blood is precious, and it is a good tonic for blood."

Lingqiong understood.

Pure blood has a noble status, and no one would think of pure blood.

But now that there is a down-and-out pure-blood, there are naturally people who covet it...

Brother Feng handed over the Xia Miye information he had found to Ling Qiong.

Because Xia Miye's father made a mistake, he lost his status as a nobleman, and Xia Miye was implicated.

When he was demoted to a commoner, Xia Miye still lost the talent he was so proud of.

He is now the same as ordinary vampires, or even inferior to some stronger ordinary vampires.

"What's wrong?"

Brother Feng shook his head: "The blood clan secret, can't be found."

The people in the blood clan only knew that they had made a mistake, but no one knew what was wrong.

But the blood race is like this, the weak prey on the strong, and the words of the strong are the truth.

Everyone doesn't care what mistakes they made, they just know that you are weak now and can be bullied.

"Okay, you go back first."

Brother Feng glanced in the direction of the bedroom, "He..."

"I know it."

"Okay." Brother Feng said, "Call me if you need anything."

Brother Feng lives next door to her, and will come over soon if anything happens.

…

bang——

Lingqiong heard the commotion and sat up from the sofa, turned around and saw a figure standing not far away.

Ling Qiong turned on the light.

Xia Miye stood by the shelf, clasping the edge of the shelf with his fingers, because of the force, the veins on the back of his hand could be seen.

It should have been the sound of hitting a shelf just now.

"Why did you get up?" Ling Qiong got up and quickly helped him to sit on the sofa.

"water."

Ling Qiong poured a glass of water over, and Xia Miye drank most of the glass.

"what time is it?"

"Three in the morning."

Xia Miye put down the water glass, and leaned back against the sofa slightly, that face that was enough to fascinate people was showing weakness at this moment.

Even so, he was still good looking.

There is a sense of frail beauty.

His lips were slightly parted, his breathing was a little unsteady, and it seemed as if his face would turn red just listening to his panting.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Xia Miye was very bad.

Xia Miye supported the sofa, trying to get up: "I have to go."

Before he could stand still, his legs were weak, and he fell down on the sofa again. Because Ling Qiong reached out to support him, she followed his movements and jumped a little on him.

The sweet scent of human beings invaded in an instant.

The girl's snow-white neck was slender and beautiful, and he seemed to be able to hear the beating of arteries under the skin.

Xia Miye pressed Ling Qiong's arm with such strength that Ling Qiong took a slight breath.

She raised her head to look at Xia Miye, and she broke into the young man's lake-blue pupils at a glance.

Those eyes were dark and deep, as if hiding some kind of ferocious beast, which would jump out at any moment and bite off people's necks.

Xia Miye pulled people closer without warning.

He lowered his head and bit the girl's neck, pressing his sharp fangs against the skin, piercing through with a little force, and drinking sweet and fresh blood.

Xia Miye was breathing heavily.

"Brother, it's okay, you can drink." The prey he caught did not run away, but hugged him with his hands, and his voice gently comforted him.

Xia Miye tasted the fishy sweet nectar, which slid down his thirsty throat and soaked into his heart.

Xia Miye couldn't hear any sound, only the sound of himself swallowing.

"Brother...it hurts."

In the silence, Xia Miye heard a voice again in a trance.

His sanity came back in an instant.

He withdrew abruptly, Ling Qiong was defenseless, and fell directly to the ground, hitting his forehead on the coffee table.

"..." I am! !豮艸芔茻! !

Drink blood for you, and you still beat Dad like this! !

It's the other way around!

Ling Qiong was stunned, her head throbbed in pain, and she was a little dizzy.

Xia Miye only reacted when he heard the sound of 'bang'. He stood on the spot with a sullen face, as if he wanted to help but didn't dare.

Ling Qiong supported the carpet and touched her neck.

Xia Miye had bitten deeply just now, but at this moment, blood was still coming out, and he couldn't stop it even under pressure.

Ling Qiong looked up at Xia Miye, her voice trembling: "Brother, the bleeding can't stop."

With trembling fingers, Xia Miye pulled her up and let her sit on the sofa.

"Feel sorry."

He half-kneeled on the ground, leaned over, and bit her neck again.

But this time no fangs were bared.

Xia Miye restrained the urge to suck blood, helped her stop the bleeding, and licked the blood near the wound clean. But because a lot of blood flowed out just now, it slid down the girl's neck to the position below the collarbone.

Xia Miye realized that he had already cleaned up the last bit of blood.

He stepped back and bumped into the table behind, "Hug, sorry."

Ling Qiong reached out and touched her neck, and there was no bleeding.

Her eyes sparkled, and without mentioning the embarrassment just now, she said: "I'm going to get hurt in the future, wouldn't it be quick for my brother to stop the bleeding?"

"..." Xia Miye didn't know how to answer these words, so she could only correct her: "I'm not your brother."

"A pet name." Ling Qiong smiled, "You must be older than me."

"..."

"And now you have my blood in your body, we call it a fusion of flesh and blood... Well, it's only half done. But you have my blood in your body, so it's no problem for me to call you brother."

"!"

Lingyan Lingyu stunned Xia Miye.

Xia Miye didn't drink too much, but he looked much better already.

Lingqiong suffered.

He lost blood and knocked his head.

My head throbbed when I spoke.

Ling Qiong took a mirror to look at the red and swollen bump on her forehead, with displeasure written all over her face.

Disfigured.

Whoooo!

Xia Miye found the medicine box from the cabinet Ling Qiong had mentioned.

Ling Qiong sat cross-legged on the sofa, pointed to the small bag on her forehead, "Brother, can you make it heal immediately?"

Xia Miye shook his head, expressing that he couldn't do it.

"..."

In order to prevent the prey from losing too much blood and to ensure the freshness of the food, the blood race has the ability to stop the bleeding of the prey quickly.

But that's limited to stopping the bleeding...

There was a lump on her head, and there was no bleeding at all.

Ling Qiong sighed.

The one who suffers is always my father! !

——Ten thousand krypton is empty——

Lingqiong: I am too bitter!

Little Fairy: I am too bitter.

Lingqiong: What are you suffering from?

Little Fairy: To ask for a ticket for you.

Lingqiong: ...