"Thank you, sir. I will do my best tomorrow."

Jingkejing bowed down and expressed his gratitude. Before logging out of Xinyuan battle.net, he suddenly thought of something, "yes, sir. Can I pass on your top secret cultivation experience to the family? The teachers at home are willing to pay for the right to read. Of course, if you don\'t want to, sir..."

Lin Chuan Yixi, what\'s not willing? Even if you don\'t pay much, mosquitoes are meat no matter how small.

"No problem."

Lin Chuan waved his hand. "This is a custom-made cultivation method for you according to your situation. It\'s not my top secret cultivation experience. I don\'t have any cultivation experience on the [stacked explosive serial gun]."

Then he looked at the time and was about to go to work. Lin Chuan stepped out of Xinyuan battle. Net first.

Jing kejing was stunned, and then reacted. He was stunned. "Ling" was on the [stack explosion serial gun]. Didn\'t he have any training experience?

That is to say, "Ling" did not encounter any difficulties in cultivating this advanced gun skill, and soon reached the perfect proficiency level?

Thinking of the scene that "Ling" practiced the gun skill that day, Jing kejing thought of it. It seemed that "Ling" himself was surprised when he exceeded the perfect situation of [stacked explosive serial gun].

This is the so-called casual practice. Did you break through somehow?

Suddenly, jingkejing felt that he had asked a stupid question and was hit

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morning.

When the alarm clock rang, biyola rubbed her bleary eyes and left the comfortable bed.

She wanted to sleep for another half an hour. Last night, she heard her mother talk about the legendary tragedy of Baijian port. She was so scared that she fell asleep in the early morning. Now she is still dizzy.

However, she is a good punctual child. Today is the day for the first grade to organize an outing. She can\'t be late.

After washing, biyola combed a double ponytail, the little girl in the mirror, brown hair, white face, a little freckles on her nose, and a beautiful little Lori.

"Biyola, come and have breakfast quickly, or you\'ll be late for the outing." mother shouted in the restaurant.

"Coming. Mommy."

Biyola ran over, gave her dear father and mother a good morning kiss, sat on the table and enjoyed a rich breakfast.

"Eat slowly. Biyola, the school bus won\'t arrive until half an hour. You\'ll choke if you eat too fast."

While watching the news on the light screen, dad said and poured a glass of milk for biyola.

It was a warm morning. The clock ticked and finally reached eight o\'clock, ten minutes from the arrival of the school bus.

The clock sounded, but it was different from the usual full hour bell, but there was a strange and melodious music

"Dad... What happened to your eyes..."

Biyola suddenly found that her father\'s eyes were red and beating with a frightening and strange light.

On the other side, my mother also stopped and sat there blankly. There was a "grunt grunt" sound in her throat. It was not a human voice, as if a beast was calling.

This scene was so terrible that it made biyola\'s body cold. She thought of the horror stories she had heard, and pulled her throat on the spot, trying to scream.

However, biyola did not cry out, and the little girl\'s eyes, like her father\'s, began to turn red and expand, and finally squeezed out the whites of her eyes into a pair of blood like eyes.

On the other seats of the dining table, I don\'t know when several figures are sitting, looking at the three of the family with great interest.

At this time, there was a horn outside the door. The school bus arrived and was reminding biyola to get on the bus.

"Tell the school bus driver that the little guy overslept and you\'ll take her there." one of the figures opened his mouth, with a lazy voice, telling biyola\'s father.

Father nodded stiffly, got up and walked to the gate. The moment he opened the door, he returned to the original state, apologized and smiled to greet the school bus driver.

"Biyola hasn\'t got up yet. I\'ll drive her to the picnic place later. Please." his father said with a smile.

"The little guy is so sleepy. Since you see her off, sir, let her sleep again." the school bus driver nodded understandably and drove away.

Bang!

When the gate closed, my father stood in the porch, his eyes were red and stiff again, and his throat made a "grunt grunt".

"Is this the hidden blood lineage developed according to winrington\'s method? It\'s a great invention to switch between normal people and blood lineage so freely. Unfortunately, this method is not perfect, otherwise, your blood lineage can conquer the Star Austrian Empire soon..."

In front of the dining table, another figure opened his mouth. His voice was like a gear rhythm, with surprise and admiration in his tone.

This figure is very strange. It is incompatible with other slender or enchanting figures. He is wearing thick and generous clothes. It seems that it is full of things.

He was wearing a bowler hat with a wide edge and a dome, which covered his face. He was wearing strange induction goggles on his face and was studying the biyula family carefully.

"Don\'t mention wenlington, the biggest traitor of our family! If he would hand over this method, our blood spirit family would have fought back to the east continent. I don\'t need to stay in the broken place of Baijian port. I\'ll stay in anonymity for 40 or 50 years. My wife can\'t wait so long..."

The first figure to speak stood up. She was an enchanting woman, wearing a black low breasted long skirt, with a strange white skin and a black tulle hat.

Next to him, a handsome blonde with Cross Earrings stood up first, bowed and raised his hand, and helped the woman walk around.

The woman paced gracefully and came behind biyola. Her scarlet blood eyes looked at the Laurie as if she appreciated a piece of delicious food. Then she bit down on her delicate neck and made a "gurgling" sucking sound.

"Ho ho ho..." biyola made a painful voice, but her small face twisted, with a strange happy expression.

The figure of the top hat watched silently, kept observing the changes of the little girl, and said, "you should stop and suck again, and the little guy will become a real blood descendant."

Roar

The enchanting woman looked up with her sharp teeth stained with blood and shouted, "damn wenlington, since I can\'t find his complete method, no one can want it. I\'m not the stupid left behind in front. I\'m going to leave the ghost place of white arrow Harbor..."

Other figures here also issued a low roar, a cold and strange smell surging, and the whole restaurant was like falling into an ice cave.

The figure of the top hat was silent. He just stared at the biyula family silently. His interest in the family was obviously much greater than that enchanting woman.

After roaring in a low voice for a while, the enchanting woman put her hand on the golden man, returned to her original position and sat down again, restoring her elegant appearance.

"Mrs. chamorra, may I ask a question? Why do you choose a good-looking Terran when you develop blood descent?"

The figure of the top hat asked curiously, "I have studied that as long as the Terran is healthy, the blood quality is the same. Will the excellent looking Terran blood quality be better in your blood spirit taste?"

Mrs. chamora wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth with a napkin and said with a smile: "Professor F, your question exposes the shortcomings of your mechanical genius. It\'s too rational and worldly..."

"Imagine how delicious a piece of food is. If it looks ugly, your appetite will be greatly reduced?"

The figure of the top hat suddenly nodded and agreed. He didn\'t take Mrs. chamora\'s ridicule to heart, but was very happy because he got the answer.

"Professor F, let\'s get down to business. Are you willing to accept the deal I put forward earlier?" Mrs. chamora said softly, as if whispering intimacy with her lover.

"You need more money! The price will be increased by 50%." said the figure of the top hat.

"Increase by 50%? Professor F, do you see my difficulty and take the opportunity to raise the price?" Mrs. chamora said coldly.

"No. although our organization has a bad reputation, it has always been guaranteed in terms of reputation. The 50% price increase is the pot back fee. When this transaction is concluded, it is our organization who finally carries the pot. It is immoral for you to deliberately hide this when you put forward the transaction. Mrs. chamora."

The figure of the big hat waved, and there was a click sound in the wide clothes, as if some machine had started.

For a moment, a breath of extreme danger gushed from the figure of the top hat.