Chapter 1781: Brother Vampire, I want to hug (27)

"Very good." Ling Mo rubbed Xia Qiu's head as an encouragement.
Two people came out of the hidden alley, carrying a black bag in their hands, which contained a blood bag.
They are located in a community on the east side of Nanxi City, four or five streets from the lively city center.
So quietly walking hand in hand.
Xia Qiu looked at Ling Mo beside him.
On the task panel, before the favoritism, one after another prompts in my mind.
She never went to see it.
I have to take a look now.
Ling Mo's favorability has soared to 92.
"Favorite +1"
"Favorite +1"
...
Just holding hands and walking like this, Ling Mo's affection for early summer is still increasing, this is the rhythm of a full night.
The dim street lights, according to their long shadows, two figures together, in front of them, looked particularly warm.
"Brother, how did you become like this?" Xia Qiu thought about it and found a topic.
Everything about Ling Mo didn't know much in early summer.
It seems that from the conscious beginning, she knew that he was an elder brother and a very powerful person, but knew nothing else.
Ling Momei frowned.
All about him, he had planned not to talk to early summer for the rest of his life.
Those things that are not glorious, even sinful.
However, from the performance of these two days in early summer, she does not seem to be as fragile as he imagined.
So can she accept his past?
"Specific things, that should start from 400 years ago." Ling Mo said flatly.
Four hundred years ...
It seems that Ling Mo is a 400-year-old vampire.
Xia Qiu held his breath and meditated, waiting to hear Ling Mo talk about his past.
Maybe it is Ling Mo and the exorcist family that have any holiday, or there is something in the hands of the exorcist family, that will let him leave early summer and Yun Qing.
After all, as Xia Qiu now sees, Ling Mo's affection for early summer.
Yun Qing could not shake the position of Ling Xia in Ling Mo's heart because of her feelings.
"Four hundred years ago, I was an Italian mafia, a small gang who sneaked into the past and followed the boss to grab the ground all day."
"Later, the boss tricked an organization into letting us do cannon fodder."
"That organization is actually a vampire, so it is what it is today."
Ling Mo summarized his four hundred years of experience very briefly.
Hearing Xia Qiu could not help rolling his eyes.
This is what it used to be.
No point at all.
She would like to directly ask Ling Mo if it has anything to do with the exorcist family, but something like the exorcist family.
Xia Qiu has just become a little vampire, and it is impossible to know.
She said so much that it was difficult to ensure that Ling Mo was suspicious of her.
So Xia Qiu is also very worried, there is no opportunity to speak.
For half a month, one day was missing.
Until now, there was no sign of Lingmo's vampire identity, and Xia Qiu did not know which side to take precautions against.
Ling Mo held Xia Qiu, said those words, and did not speak again.
Xia Qiu was thinking about his mind and whether he wanted to take a risk and went to Luo Chang to inquire again.
This way past an alley.
A touch of golden light mixed with rich dusty breath, suddenly rushed towards the face.
That was the pressure that made Xia Qiu uncomfortable, and his blood seemed to be trapped.
In the dark alley, a man who was somewhat familiar to Xia Qiu turned his back to them.
In front of the man was a faint golden light, and in the palm of his hand was a spell written in cinnabar.
Under the golden light of spells, there is a large swath of blood.
Stained blood squirmed like a mollusk on the beach, condensing into an ugly shape.
The male ghost's pale face melted a little in the golden light.