I’m a vampire.
I’m a vampire.
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
I’m a vampire. It’s a misunderstanding.
When I woke up from a coma, the handsome young man leaned over and asked:
“What do you want to eat? I’m sorry.
My voice said:
“Not spicy. I’m sorry.
“b…bloood?” the young man jumped up, “You… are you really a vampire? I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
You’re the vampire. Your family’s the vampire. I am the conscience of the world of demons!
Then I looked at the shorthand of the study on his desk, and I gave him a few points: the boy was probably overworked.
But it’s better to make someone trust you than to make him afraid of you, so he’ll be nice to you.
So I put down my voice and said:
“Yes. Say one word and I’ll eat your meat and drink your blood. Take your word! I’m sorry.
Young people took up a book and ran out of nowhere.
Rehabilitated, I looked for mirrors at his house.
As a demon trapper’s beauty, constant attention must be paid to the curator.
The moment I looked in the mirror, I was stupid:
I am full of silver hair, red eyes, black lips, and two sharp teeth.
It’s not like people are vampires!
Ha, my heart is filled with laughter, lest it be by him.
One.
I left two gold bars as a gift to the handsome, and I’m going to think about going back to the division in Long White Hill.
It’s a small town. It’s rough. It’s easy to hide.
Who would have thought I’d just walked out a few steps before someone yelled:
Vampires! Vampires are coming!
I took out the lawr, and everyone in the city had an alarm in their head to identify vampires, and the only point of that alarm was me.
What the fk?
Who’s gonna do it with such a flimsy mind, such a sophisticated way of doing it, except for my soft ex-boyfriend and his rich wife?
But it’s not that easy to think of me!
Faced with a crowd shouting “Down with the Vampires” with an ax and iron, I laughed and squeezed a cloak.
Seems useless.
Tweedy!
It doesn’t seem to work.
I stopped for three seconds.
A few kilometres away, I’m exhausted, and the people are still running for the marathon.
I’m hiding in a dead end, and when I’m about to die, the little man’s whisper is suddenly on my ear:
“Silently, follow me. I’m sorry.
Being an outlaw all day long, I realized how happy I was to be lying in bed drinking hot water.
Little handsome man with a big bowl of duck blood and pig blood smiles nicely:
“I’ll try to satisfy you with all but human blood. I’m sorry.
I’m not a vampire!
But I can’t defend myself anymore.
“Why are you helping me?”
“You don’t look like a good man, but I didn’t see you hurt yourself, and you know it. Little handsome blinks and blinks, “Everyone’s gonna come after you. I’m sorry.
Although he may have taken me in for two gold bars, I am still very pleased.
“The young man has a good understanding of the problem.” “You must have spent 80 minutes in politics!” I’m sorry.
“My name is Zith Ando. Hold on to my hand. I’m sorry.
“My name is Bell No Dinner. I’m sorry.
Two.
I’ve been hunting demons for about 300 years since I was eight.
The demon hunter is a hereditary profession, and we are masters and masters of the sky.
And when I was born, my father named me a no-dinner, in the hope that I would not be tired of attending the feast and be able to continue my studies.
My mother reminded him:
“There is a saying in the world that says, “There’s nothing wrong with you” and that’s a name for your daughter, but that’s not good for men. I’m sorry.
My father waved:
“Let’s be demon hunters, not these feudal superstitions. I’m sorry.
And then my mother said it, and I’ve had my whole life on a man.
The demon hunter sounds like a dog.
Man does not have the ability to do so, and does not threaten the gods who possess the best. The world of demons and demons is full of extra-legal fanatics who are constantly trying to destroy the world against heaven.
The meaning of our existence is to help the heavens and the earth to keep the peace.
And even though he did the work of licking blood with a knife, the heavens did not take us seriously, and did not give us any more than a small favour.
Even in order to limit our class, we are required to have only office relationships and to resolve marital problems internally. Unless the performance is particularly, very high, and it’s good or good.
If not, it is a performance that is particularly, and quite remarkable, known as the killing of a large village by new men.
A decree from the emperor that he may wed His Majesty, who has separated me from his eldest son.
In the eyes of others, it’s an honor. But all I know is that it’s 4,000 years old, older than our grand Master.
And as an independent woman at the forefront, I will refuse to contract marriage and seek free love.
So I fell in love with a very handsome vampire, the mirror.
Then I was expelled from the division and became an individual and had to hide with him in the woods.
And he’s sneaking around with my plastic sister, Princess.
I don’t know what the hell made me that way.
3
My tears were full of Zith and my story, seven true and three fictions, and he heard it all.
“Why don’t you go talk about it? You speak so well, and you have so much imagination, you will be able to fill your guests. I’m sorry.
He even thought of the word book. It was called “The Art of Madness.”
“You think I made it up? “If it wasn’t for preserving my strength, I’d be laughed at by a mortal like you?” I’m sorry.
“Just kidding. Zith and I got angry, scratched my head, “What are you going to do with your revenge? I’m sorry.
“Go back to the division of White Hill. Although the border cape will help me avoid their identification for a while… . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I’m sorry.
“It’s only 10 kilometers from White Hill. “It seems like it’s okay to drive.” I’m sorry.
I was embarrassed by my toes, but I didn’t forget:
“Of course I know I can drive, except the gods think differently than you mortals! I’m sorry.
Twenty minutes of the drive, I’ve thought of millions of dog-blooded lines and shows to get back to the faculty.
Who knew, I conceived a lonely one.
And when we came to the door of the bell, my parents and my masters and my brothers looked with an incomprehensible look at me, and looked to me.
Are you skeptical of Zis and my new demon boyfriend?
Is my latest vampire cosplay not enough to suck?
To prove self-inflicted, and to make a sense of existence, I said:
His name is Qith and He is the mortal who saved me. I’m sorry.
I’ve told them all about the consequences, and they’ve recovered from the petrochemical state and, as I conceived, into the current modern-day Fantasia reality family ethics play.
“Good boy, you’ve suffered. My mother cried and said, “It’s your father’s fault that he gave you names. I’ve talked to your teachers and brothers and sisters, and I’ve drawn up some good names. I’m sorry.
It’s only on paper that it says: Zhong Zhong Zhong Moon, Zhong Zhiqiang, Zhong Zhui Zheng, Zhong Zhui Zheng Zhong Zhong Zheng
No good name, nothing original!
I took care of the elders, and I pulled Zhis and had dinner with them.
We have many things to say when we meet again. Keith and I are new, but they’re not loud or boring, and they eat well.
It’s just that the older brothers, who have always been active, today are quite obnoxious, and they’ve been looking at the peace.
Big Brother, why do you keep looking at handsome people? “Did you break your sleeve?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Big brother shouted.
She sat next to me.
She pointed it at my neck and asked:
What’s wrong with you?
And I felt the scar of a snake bite on the side of my neck, and I thought, “How can a young teacher who hasn’t opened a lover know that this is my little affair with a vampire ex-boyfriend?”
“When you’re my age, you’ll understand. I touched the head of the little sister.
She just thinks I’m a work injury and she makes me a toast.
The wine was so hot, it touched the intestines, I picked up an east slope, and said:
“The first time I cook with the sunglasses, it’s an east slope. I’m sorry.
“Sister, if you feel bad, just say it. “Sigh, I’m on my back.” I’m sorry.
So I told them the details of the love I never said.
“He lied to me, but I don’t regret it! God damn it! I used to love him! “And who doesn’t like handsome men?” Who wants the 4,000-year-old in heaven? I’m sorry.
“No dinner, no talk! Big Brother, stop drinking me.
“What’s wrong with me? Don’t you dare say you’re not being cheeky? * My elbow is holding on to Zith and my shoulder *
I fell asleep before I finished.
Before closing my eyes, I heard Quissing and groaning, and my fingers screeched.
4
The next day I went straight to noon.
Half-dreams see Keith and sit by the bed and look at me.
“What are you doing in my room? * I sat up *
Even though he had a handsome face, the appearance of an anachronism was grotesque.
“Wait for your dinner! Zith and pouring broth from the warmer bottle, “Be careful to burn.” I’m sorry.
I drank soup, and I remembered last night when the train was running, the tears of my nose were on Keith, and I had to get a red face:
“Well, I drank too much last night, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, you’ve already offended me. Quiss and says:
What did I do to him after sleeping last night? I can’t remember.
“Just kidding. “You look cute drunk.” Of course it’s cute. I’m sorry.
It’s hard not to suspect what happened last night.
I suppressed a sudden heart and asked the teacher how to restore his power and face.
“You’ve been poisoned, and Nathan has been taken away. The poison master can untie you, but as for the purging… . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I’m sorry.
“What? Double-doing with mortals?” I read the book, and I haven’t heard it.
“The students know nothing. Qi is a day and a day and a day and a day and a day and a day. He said, “Let’s get you out of the gas first, and then you can do it alone.” I’m sorry.
I’m not hurt by being a teacher.
I’m going to ask Zith for his advice. He’s very happy.
“I’m a little nervous. “You turn your head, don’t look. I’m sorry.
I don’t know why: Don’t look at what?
But he’s the only one who can listen.
“Want to turn off the lights?” he asked.
I turned back and saw him with a tight white vest.
There’s a blood rush inside me to explain:
“You’re mistaken, we’re not doing doubles… not the kind you read in the fiction. I’m sorry.
“I heard what your big brother said. I’m sorry.
“Yes, but it’s not appropriate? “I’m afraid I’m going to keep you from studying.” I’m sorry.
“I’ve taken care of it. It’s to ease the boredom. I’m sorry.
“I’m 200 years older than you and I’m like this…”
“I don’t care. It’s always your concern. “It’s all right, it’s all right, it’s all right. Double fix the process you teach me. I’m sorry.
“I really don’t feel bad about you. Don’t get me wrong. * I’m sorry to see him *
“That’s…” Zith and his eyes are staring at me, “Can I kiss you?” I’m sorry.
I nod my head and close my eyes.
Zith and the breath of the Zith is coming up, and my heart is beating faster. And when his lips were only about a centimeter from me, behold, it came out:
“The mirror, I love you.”
I don’t even know how I got out of this.
Keith and his face are red and red. Purple doesn’t slip, green goes.
5
Qith and his shame ran home, and suddenly I felt a big emptiness. It’s been a few days since we met.
I’ve been having a hard time with my brothers and sisters, trying to make me happy, but it’s no use.
“Look what I found for you! I’m sorry.
I turned my head and saw the beaver cat in her arms, but the spirit broke — the slaves I had lost for years.
I picked it up in the world when I was 20, and it’s so spiritual that I can wake up and work and sleep with me. And you can get me a book that needs to be read, and you can locate the most valuable page.
The only drawback is that it’s a little colory and always likes to scratch my chest.
When the sunglasses became my boyfriend, the bellows were lost, and I suspected it was because the sunglasses sucked its blood.
Now that she’s back in the mountains, it’s our destiny. When I was about to kiss his hairy head on my lips, I took off a sentence:
“The mirror, I love you.”
What the hell!
After several experiments, I found that every time someone’s lips are within a centimeter of me, the phrase “I love you” appears in his head, and it’s difficult to say it.
I suspected that it was some kind of curse, so I took Beaver to the library to help me find the relevant information.
I found out that it was a venom spell, invented by the Han Dynasty Witch, which reminds one person at a critical time of another and cannot be too close to anyone.
Exactly, anything alive.
There are two ways to break this spell:
One is the cursing man’s conscience. Help untie it.
The other is to kill the man who casts the curse, and to put an end to it.
I have always had mercy, and of course I have chosen the latter.
The master freed me of the evil, and I recovered my old face, even more beautiful.
With Beaver’s company, it’s fun to practice.
It’s just that this one looks better. It’s always rubbing around my chest.
Less than half a month later, I have a flood of more than a hundred times more lethal than I was in the prime.
Too much poisoning. Am I having a mutation?
I was advised not to do anything, but too strong to allow me to keep a low profile.
I decided to wear the most beautiful makeup, put on the most gorgeous clothes and kill my ex-boyfriend.
Although Bulnu has been messing around, it hasn’t affected me.
I took the first sword and headed for the mirror nest.
A few hundred metres from the hole, you can hear the smiles of the twilights and the smiles of the sun.
Oh, I’m so sorry I didn’t bring him a bottle of Sword Nan Chun today.
My former courtesies to those who were in the mirror were two or three times more than their rightful master’s pay.
So not only did the guards not stop me, but they told me that the mirrors had taken the demons out of the house, and that their inner strength had increased, and that he had gone to the back door of his wife, Eun-yeon, and was now in the position of a fairytale, and that he had taken several concubines.
The Heavenly Court is really not picky.
And I went in front of the sunglasses and the rosy smiles.
“There’s no dinner? “The sunglasses probably don’t believe I’m alive. But looking at me more, his eyes are full of passion. “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.
I waved my first sword, and his working boy symbolically resisted and broke up, and I fought with the mirror couple.
The two of them were not weak, and I found tragicly that the power of the flood in the body was a time-limited traffic bag that was about to run out.
♪ When the fire burns ♪ ♪ Keith and I ran in ♪
“No party, are you okay?”
Sunglasses and Yeon didn’t know where he was coming from. They stopped.
I took the opportunity to protect Quissou behind me and ask:
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“I was worried that you might be here. I’m sorry.
Why don’t you worry about me and bring some people to help out?
And I should be more worried if you’re a mortal.
I couldn’t help but say to him:
“Stand me tight, or I won’t be responsible for hurting you. I’m sorry.
Keith and his arms around me.
“It’s not too tight. How can I fight? I’m sorry.
He lets go a little bit. His chin is on my shoulder and my face.
“We’re not here to play an idol. “It is true that men only affect the speed with which I draw swords.”
I’ve further guided the improvement of Chissou’s posture, and the sunglasses are red-eyed, and they scream like crazy:
“You son of a bitch, let her go!”
“Your family lives in the Pacific. I laugh, “Just because you cheat, I can’t fall in love? I’m sorry.
The sunglasses were provoked by my words, and the flames burst.
When he’s angry, it’s easy.
I could have seen him go wrong.
I shunned, took a few swordflowers, slashed his throat.
“You really want to kill me? “The sunglasses don’t show up.”
“If I don’t kill you, I’ll keep it for New Year? I’m sorry.
“A party, remember? I used to sharpen this sword for you.” “I regret it every day after I leave you, and I really love only one person in my life.” I’m sorry.
Men commit sins and act like dogs cry.
“There’s no party, you bitch! You’re the reason I’m not paying attention to you. I’ve been hanging out all day. @Jenyeon-hysteria shouted at me with intent to attack me.
I was just about to get away from the sunglasses and stand in front of me, and I was in the middle of my life by the hand of the sword.
“The feast, I… I’m sorry for you, for the rest of my life I…” The sunglasses grabbed my clothes and broke my breath.
Jinyeon killed her husband with his own hands and ran away under the cover of tears.
It took no effort, but the rivals fled. I stand still and draw my sword and my heart is lost.
Six.
Back at the division, I put pills on Zith and the bruise on his shoulder and asked:
“Does it hurt here? I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t hurt, but it hurts. “He lifts up his pants and shows a large piece of blue in his calf.
And I’m asking:
“You didn’t do it with anyone. How did you get hurt?”
“I don’t know, maybe the ghost is too heavy. Quiss and hold my hand to his chest, “It hurts too. I’m sorry.
“I’ll paint you. I’m sorry.
“The drugs are useless. Keith said, “Be my wife. I’m sorry.
The bottle in my hand fell on the ground, silently for a moment, shaking my head.
“Why? Zis and hold my hand tight, “You can’t forget him? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“When you forget him? “I can wait. I’m sorry.
“I’m not officially divorced from the Exodus. I replied, “I intend to mourn for three years for the sunglasses and then to go to heaven and my relatives for the glory of the clan.” I’m sorry.
“Just for honor? “So do you like me?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t like it. I’m just saying.
7
It’s about because I’ve been drinking all the time, and the bellows have been so grumpy to me, and they’ve always turned their heads.
“I lied to him. I already liked him. “I’ve been in love with a mortal before I picked you up, and I never want to fall in love with a mortal again.” I’m sorry.
I fell in love with mortals the first time, the only time.
I fell in love with a student in Qing Dynasty over 200 years ago.
I named the first sword for his early name.
As a result, he died by accident.
As a god, I never understood the taste of death, and for the first time it was natural to have a broken liver.
At first, I didn’t want to accept that it would be futile for upper poverty to fall down and save him.
Then I heard that the vampires of Voodoo Mountain are good at magic and can create real illusions. That’s when I met the mirror.
I’ve been immersed in visions all day, and I wake up in more pain. There is still hope in living and dying.
For a long time, I promised the sunglasses.
At the same time, I swear I will never fall in love with a mortal again. Since it must be sad, it would be better not to start.
I’m more comfortable in my heart and I’m going to sleep.
In my dreams I spent the night with Zhis and being turned red. Extremely true.
When I woke up the next day, the little paws of the beaver were pressed in my heart. When I opened my eyes, it jumped over and the little head rubbed in my neck.
“Sweetie, I have sex dreams because of you! I’m sorry.
And I held it, and my mouth was about to kiss, and I suddenly said:
“The mirror, I love you.”
Huh?
How can this curse work?
If it wasn’t for the sunglasses, it’d be only Jong-yeon.
8
“Why don’t you and I have nothing to do with you?” That’s what I always wanted to ask.
I didn’t even know her. After I fell in love with the mirror, I was expelled from the division and suddenly she visited us with great care.
She said I caught a demon once saved her life.
I can’t remember at all, and she’s vague, but I’ll make her a friend if I don’t put my hand out to smile.
But then… it was a sin.
“You bitch, if it wasn’t for you…”
It’s a familiar beginning. How come you’re so low-minded and always likes to compete with females?
When she’s out, I’ll hand her a plaque and she’ll cry and say:
“My father has sinned, and my uncle has made a way for me to be taken to the bed of the dust lord, to be a bride of the emperor, and to exonerate my father.”
Then I was warned by the fairy king in his palace that the emperor had a marriage contract, and that he would seduce him. I’m sorry.
The separation of dust and my engagement is a secret. There is no one else to know, except for the Supreme Court.
I wonder:
“What does this have to do with you hurting me? I’m sorry.
“I was in sin at home, but after a while I received a secret letter from the dust lord. She took out a gold mail box, “He asked me to see if the sunglasses were zealous to you, so that my father and I could be spared. I’m sorry.
I opened the letter and looked at it and said:
“It is indeed the Order of Heaven. I’m sorry.
It’s understandable that the eldest son, who was rejected by the little demon hunter, wanted to mess with the water.
“But I can’t imagine how handsome the sunglasses are. “But when I’m with him, he talks about you. I’m sorry.
“So you cast me a poison spell? I’m sorry.
“What kind of poison curse? @Jan25: #Jan25 #egypt
I told her, she shook her head:
“We are not allowed to cast a curse. And what good is it to me that the mirror didn’t let you go, that you can’t forget him, that you’re more likely to re-emerge? I’m sorry.
I’ve been trying to find out that she doesn’t look like she’s lying.
9
I asked Bulnu to bring in all the information about the poison spell, without any new progress.
I’m afraid we’ll have to find out more.
I went to the black market to find a copy of The Use of the Poison Curse, but it was locked and had to be opened with a book.
And We turned out another treasure, and asked it where the book was, and its pin turned around and pointed it straight out of the Dudish Palace.
You want to marry me and you want me to think about other men?
Is it because I can’t get it?
This old thing, it’s funny.
I flew nine times and planned to meet an unknown fiancé.
“The emperor is in charge today. I’m sorry.
“The Emperor’s stomach hurts. I’m sorry.
“The emperor is asleep. I’m sorry.
Although I have repeatedly explained that I am not here to hasten or to withdraw from the marriage, but to visit the exorcist as a representative of a demon-hunter, I have been denied by the fairy king who kept the palace.
It didn’t work out for half a day. I went to the toilet in a hurry.
Just as soon as it was done, I heard someone say:
“Your fiancée is here again. I sent her away. I’m sorry.
I went out with an arrow, and kneeled behind the back of the fragrance and the wonder:
“The fairies don’t have a feast, see the dynasty. I’m sorry.
And the back was stiffened, and the head did not go forward.
I sprinted in front of him, and I got stuck.
Chiss and, no, I think it’s from the dust. I shot my muscles on my tight shoulder and took me to the Dragon Palace.
“If the sunglasses were true to you, I would have gone away forever, but he couldn’t stand her test. I can’t rest my mind. “It’s good to be your cat all the time, but never again.” I’m sorry.
“You can be my cat, you can be my husband. I’m sorry.
“No way. I’m sorry.
“So the emperor has turned his back and is not going to marry me? I’m sorry.
“Accompanies one another, but with each other. “But getting married requires someone who loves each other the most. I’m sorry.
“I understand that your favorite is someone else, so you’ll regret it. I’m sorry.
“No, no. “I love you the most, but you love me the most. I’m sorry.
“Who told you that? “My Danda’s blood is on his head.
He showed me the last words of the last page marked with a fluorescent pen:
“The Chinese speller, when he is too close to other creatures, automatically says xx, I love you. # I don’t know #
xx is the most beloved name in the cast. This spell is 100% accurate and no toxic side effects, please be assured. I’m sorry.
“Do you remember my name 200 years ago? I’m sorry.
“Sweet. I’m sorry.
“When I’m going to kiss you that day before the doubles, if you’re going to call out the name Zhiqi or Ziqi, I’m going to tell you.
I can’t believe you loved the mirrors so much, and then he died. I’m sorry.
“No way! I didn’t like him the other day. “If I don’t like you, how can I kiss you?” I’m sorry.
The dust still doesn’t believe it.
I calmed down and unlocked the book with a poison spell. Seeing the first sentence on the first page of the next page, I laughed.
I’m curious to get the book.
“Note: xx does not include mortals or the worst, the fairies of humans, demons, etc. I’m sorry.
I sat on his thigh and my arms were around his neck:
“Just give me another kiss. I’m sorry.
Throw the book away from the dust, and take me all over, and put it on the couch, and fall down.
When his thin lips were about a centimeter from me, I came out:
I love you. I’m sorry.
The End…
Document number: YXX1 Emmay56u RRRJ1ZrTQR1B
When I was a boyfriend,
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
Don’t tell me I’m short. Wait.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
