Chapter 57: .Sacrifice Sweetheart (6)

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The devil took the box and showed it to the fans in the live studio. He gnawed his teeth for a while and didn't understand: "What punishment is this?"
Some fans reacted quickly.
[Is it because you play a vampire, I will eat garlic to kill you! 】
[Ha ha ha ha ha, it makes sense! 】
[My father Chen is here to condemn you to death! 】
The devil asked the executive sister again. It was really Zhang Chenzheng who called and asked him to add sugar and garlic. Pricking a garlic clove with a sad face, garlic made by sweet and sour exudes a sweet fragrance, making people's appetite open.
"Why do you give me the crime of death? Is it because I asked the boss for two yuan? Does the poor have no human rights?" The devil removed the two fangs in anger, snapped a bite, and read the popular costumes The line from the drama "The Queen of Disastrous Nation" said, "The queen mother, the old minister is wronged!"
The fans immediately laughed, and the screen was swept by a limited number of gifts for a while.
[Art Demon King received "Senior Condolences" x3, Sound Effect: It has nothing to do with this woman comrade! 】
Father Jiao's expression was like a dwarf, and the sound effect was played repeatedly. No one cared about the life or death of the little vampire.
The human world is so cold-blooded!
Sweet and sour sugar and garlic, served with fried noodles just right. The demon king took a bite of garlic and raised the fried noodles and grunted and ate. The game characters are not fighting at this moment, and they are automatically digging in their own courtyard.
All the equipment in Shiyan Game Test Center is top-equipped, including the microphone. The sound of eating was transmitted into the live room through the valuable microphone, with a continuous echo of advanced sound cards. The sound of "ba quan" was soft and glutinous, and the "click" sound of biting sugar and garlic was crisp. The "gu gurgling" sound of drinking lemon tea was very enjoyable, and people's appetite increased.
[A looks so delicious to eat. 】
[Sorry, I'm new here. Is this food broadcast? 】
[Yeah, yeah, this is the live broadcast room of Daweiwang Art. 】
Jiao Qi looked at the sweet devil on the screen and suddenly became a little hungry.
Seeing Xiaojiao's wife swallowing, Zhang Chenzhang thought he was scared and closed the live room proudly. The back picture was too to show him.
Don't want to scare him too much, but let him understand how powerful he is. The blood prince lowered his head, and squeezed the soft lips of the small sacrificial offering: "Remember, no one can disobey the blood prince's order, and you cannot."
"I also want to eat fried noodles with sugar garlic." Xiaojiao's wife said without crisis.
"Did you forget your identity?" Mr. Dior smiled and pinched Xiaojiao's wife's chin with a cold eye. "You eat sugar and garlic, do you want to assassinate the king?"
"..."
"You are so bad, I can only you up."
"Hello! Asshole ... um ..."
Half an hour later, the small offering squeezed by the Prince of Vampires was weakly crouched on the sofa. The cruel prince of the blood race is "snapping" cucumbers in the kitchen. After a short while, the hot noodles came out of the pan, with a plate of cold cucumbers. You do n’t have to eat sugar and garlic, sour and sweet cucumbers.
The small sacrifice, which paid a heavy price, finally ate the simmered noodles, and forced the Prince of the Blood to drink a pot of herbal tea.
The next morning, it was autumn rain.
There was an autumn rain and a cold, and the weather suddenly turned cold. The air was full of moist air, sweeping away the dryness of late summer and early autumn.
Zhang Dayu drove, and Jiao Qi, who was sitting on the co-pilot, reached out and touched his head. Thanks to the weather, that little cricket has almost gone.
"Where to go this evening on Friday?" Jiao Qi turned his head and asked him, if he decided to go to the villa as usual, he would just let the aunt send Guangzong directly at noon.
"Take you to my castle," Mr. Vampire turned to look at him, "take away your virginity on a bed full of rose petals."
"My virginity is long gone." Jiao Qi rolled his eyes and sent a message to the aunt. He looked up at the rain falling in the car window and asked Annie to confirm the date.
Annie: Yes, it is tomorrow. Need help booking your flowers?
"No." Jiao Qi sent a message to the housekeeper, turned to look at Mr. Vampire still wearing a jazz hat, and sighed lightly.
The autumn rain is slightly cold and the temperature is abrupt, which is a good thing for the scourge of the fire, but it is a disaster for people who are not in good health.
"Your search for sugar and garlic for the devil is hot again. Little Jasmine is planning to add new gameplay related to sugar and garlic ... Ah ..." When the male secretary was reporting to Zhang Chenzhang, he suddenly turned and covered his mouth Sneezed.
"Has a cold?" Jiao Qi sitting at the table looked up at him.
"Sorry." The male secretary pumped a tissue.
"A lot of people have caught a cold in the company," Su Su, the female secretary, came in with an attendance confirmation form. "The technical department reported that seven programmers took leave."
Programmers who work day and night are more vulnerable. Shijie Technology has been encouraging them to work as much as possible during the day, and also has a gym in the building. However, with little success, the technical department was always the first to die when an epidemic appeared.
"Human bodies are really fragile." Zhang Chen sneered, ruthlessly mocking these weak creatures.
"Yeah," Su Su answered unknownly, "I have to say something to the administration and ask them to buy some Banlangen for everyone to drink."
"You have a drink, too." The prince looked at the weak little Jiao wife.
"No, I haven't had a cold for years." Jiao Qi shook his head, refusing to drink something that children would only drink.
"Shh-" Mr. Vampire suddenly moved to the small offering, stretched out a slender finger against the soft lips, and forbid him to speak, "Do not talk like this, it will be heard by the devil."
In the past, the older generation had such a statement. They can't brag that their children haven't gotten sick recently. When they say one, they must get sick at night. The two secretaries were stunned, stunned by their president, and trembling out.
After a while, Shi Yan's staff group.
[Secretary Su Su: Don't go to the president's room if you have nothing to do recently. The scene of the large dog slaughter has gone or not. 】
However, it turned out that the fear of His Royal Highness was not superfluous. When I returned to the villa at night, Jiao Qi talked with a nasal sound, and my head started to hurt after dinner.
"Just take a cold medicine." Jiao Qi asked the housekeeper to find cold medicine in the medicine cabinet.
"No! You can't eat indiscriminately, how can you be sure it's a cold?" Mr. Vampire didn't believe in human judgment, and insisted on calling for virtue.
So, in the autumn and rainy night, Dr. Tai De was called again by the tyrant and ordered to arrive within one hour.
"Today ’s road conditions, you give me five times the money, and you ca n’t catch up in an hour! If you are sick, you call a hospital to send a helicopter." On a rainy day, the traffic jams everywhere. Finally arrived in the castle of Lord Nicholas within an hour and a half.
After looking at it for a while, I didn't see any other problem, it was a common cold.
"If you are uncomfortable, take two cold medicines. If you are uncomfortable, leave it alone. You will be fine for seven days."
Zhang Chenzheng didn't believe it: "The morning is okay. Sudden cold, is it caused by excessive blood loss?"
"Well? Excessive blood loss? How did you lose blood?" Tong De, who was receiving a stethoscope, asked with concern, "if there is a lot of blood loss, it will indeed cause physical weakness and easy infection."
"That's it, ten drops of blood ... hmm ..."
Jiao Qi quickly covered Zhang Dazhen's mouth and glanced out of the bedroom door, but the housekeeper and the servant were not there, relieved: "Don't listen to him, he is still in the plot."
As the only one who knew Zhang Chenzheng was sick, Xu De nodded his head to understand.
Zhang Chenzhang broke open Xiaojiao's wife's hand, jumped up and grabbed De's collar, and slammed the door against the door: "Can you guarantee that he will get a common cold? Think about it clearly. If it is misdiagnosed If so, I will surely unscrew your head and eat the fries with the blood in your heart. "
Bi De blinked: "Dip my blood into fries? Are you playing a vampire? Cool!" I instantly understood what this script is, and the private doctor who likes vampire culture shines brightly.
"Okay, don't make any noise." Jiao Qi rubbed his dizzy head, pulled away his old attacker, and personally sent Wade down the stairs, and asked his mentor if there was any progress.
"There is no progress at this time. He is going to China for academic exchanges recently, and maybe he can find an opportunity for you to meet him." He shrugged.
Jiao Qi is not interested in seeing the mentors of this kind. This is not a medical issue, but a technical issue. Previously, Zhang Chenxun contacted Tak's mentor when he was awake, and asked him to contact the anti-brain organization on the country side to see if he could get the core data of the brain company from the country.
What he needs to see is data, not the old man.
Holding up a sore head for a while, went upstairs and nestled softly into the quilt. The cold was menacing, and Jiao Qi couldn't help wondering if it was the cause of the recent kidney deficiency. Since Zhang Dazhen was sick, his kidney has not been able to rest well.
"Human bodies are really too fragile." The prince sighed and held the small sacrificial offering in his arms. Obviously it was just a sacrifice offered by a mortal. It was a small dessert that was insignificant, but once I thought that this little thing would one day die, my heart was sore for thousands of years.
Jiao Qi, who was so drowsy after taking a cold medicine, didn't hear what Lao Gong said, buried his face in his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.
Zhang Chenzhang didn't sleep. She held Xiaojiao's wife and held it in the middle of the night. He confirmed that he didn't have a fever and didn't stop his heartbeat.
On Saturday morning, it was still raining outside and wet everywhere.
The steward came in with a bunch of white chrysanthemums with drops of water and said hello to the two gentlemen who got up: "Breakfast is ready. Do I need a car afterwards?"
Jiao Qi felt a lot better in sleep, but his nose was still awkward: "Let the driver take us, we don't want to drive today."
"Okay." The steward nodded, and turned to arrange.
The black Maybach hovered on the mountain road. The mountain was extremely deserted for rainy reasons. The winding oil road was scattered with yellow leaves scattered by the rain, as if printed on it.
Mr Vampire was extremely quiet along the way without asking where he was going. Get out of the car to open his umbrella, take Xiaojiao's wife step by step into the cemetery.
Today is the death day of Zhang Chenchen's mother.
On the black stele is a picture of a young woman. It was an extremely beautiful, aristocratic woman who looked at the camera and smiled brightly. Zhang Chenxian's eyebrows are like mother.
Jiao Qi put the white chrysanthemum in his hand to the tomb, took out a handkerchief, wiped the photo, and whispered, "Mom, we're here for you."
Mother Zhang died at the age of junior high school student Zhang Chenzheng.
Zhang Chenyi held an umbrella, stood behind Xiaojiao's wife, silently looked at the photos on the tombstone, raised his eyes, and suddenly saw a touch of pink hidden behind the tombstone.
"Wait." The prince pulled up Xiaojiao's wife, put an umbrella in his hand, and stepped forward, pulling out a pink rose behind the tombstone.
Fresh pink roses tied with ribbons into a heart shape.
"Chen Xi ..." Jiao Qi couldn't stop it, and the rose was slammed on the ground by Zhang Chenji.
"How can mortal flowers deserve her." Mr. Dior's tone was cold, and he could not tell whether it was the truth or the lines. Black leather shoes stepped on and crushed the delicate flowers into mud.
Jiao Qi sighed. If he was correct, the flower should have been sent by Zhang Chen's father. For so many years, he still couldn't forgive his father.
Taking a rain trip to the cemetery is not good for a cold. When Jiao Qi returned to the villa, he kept sneezing, and it was better to take a hot bath. He slept again for a day, with a slight fever in the evening.
The prince, who returned from worshiping his mother, became very emotional and did not ease the next day. Keeping Xiaojiao's wife all day, staying with her, even following the toilet.
"I'm having a cold, isn't it a robbery, can I still fly?" Jiao Qi was speechless sitting on the toilet. He's much better now. He doesn't have a fever or headache.
"I have an important thing to tell you. I'm waiting for you outside." The elegant vampire leaned down, kissed the corner of his wife's lips, and went out to close the door gently.
When Jiao Qi finished packing and took a shower, he saw the petals on the bed, and a vampire carrying a rose.
"Crap," the turban in his hand fell to the ground. Jiao Qi looked at Zhang Dazhen, who was leaning against the bed, "You are ..."
Suddenly being picked up and put into the petal pile, the hair that had not been blown off immediately became covered with petals. Jiao Qi struggled to get up.
The bright rose, set against the fair skin of the small offering, looks delicious. Mr. Dior licked his lips, crawled slowly and rhythmically at the pace of the jazz dance, and caught the little one who was trying to escape. Touch the pale lips and swipe the rose: "Youth ... you must be the curse of the gods thousands years ago. Otherwise, why am I so crazy?"
"Speak human." Jiao Qi was tickled by the rose in his hand and couldn't help frowning.
"Your body is too fragile, let me give you your first embrace. Turn you into a vampire and have endless life like me." The prince sighed affectionately, throwing away the roses and holding the small offering in his arms .
At first, Jiao Qi knew. Legend has it that a senior vampire can turn an ordinary person into a vampire, and the person's blood must be dried first, and then the person can drink the blood of this vampire.
"You ... what do you want to do?" Jiao Qi pushed him away a little and asked uncertainly.
"I your blood first, and then when you are vulnerable and dying, I will water you with my blood and send it to the deepest part of your body. If you can survive it, you will succeed."
This method does not seem very traditional and sounds strange.
Jiao Qi was silent for a moment: "You just don't want to wear a suit?"
"Well ... you can say the same."