Chapter 85 I want the whole world to know that this sundae of this taste has been contracted by you

"This thing belongs to me, Onissang invites you to the sundae."

Ye Ling was in a bad mood and asked for an extra-large strawberry sundae. After completing the blood compensation ceremony, he immediately threw it behind him with a longing ice spirit.

I bought all the strawberry sundaes in this cold drink store in one go, and used the original decoration in the store window as an advertisement to store, and piled them into a "snow mountain" larger than a washbasin and half a small ice-high.

Bingpo took it with his hands happily. Ye Ling was so skillful to remove the firewood from the cauldron. He deliberately chose such a big guy who would never hold it with one hand. He took advantage of this clingy little tail and happily chewing the "snow mountain".

The pale-faced Ye Ling opened the door to space in an unnoticed place and directly teleported back to China.

"Huh, I finally got rid of that difficult guy."

Ye Ling breathed a deep sigh of relief. Old Ye was settled in Tokyo Half Moon Tour by him. No need to worry, the little knight who looked like a loli was also left there, and he felt that the heavy burden on his shoulders disappeared in an instant.

That guy is really a nemesis. He is chasing him and can even make a good rhythm even if he is lazy cancer...

"Oh……"

Ye Ling stretched his waist long, and his body involuntarily hung upside down on the ceiling. The two curtains in front of him moved themselves and slowly pulled them up.

When the super-large sundae just now completed the blood compensation conversion, it almost consumed all the blood in his blood sea space, but rest is important now.

At the top of the Tokyo Tower, a pair of white and tender little feet hung down from above and kept swinging back and forth. Bingpo, who had a happy face, buried his head completely in the tender red sundae, and piled up into a mountain-like ice cream descending at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a smile on his face, he opened his eyes and looked to the east. Ye Ling, who was already asleep, shivered unconsciously, as if he had encountered some nightmare.

Ye Ling now has only three hobbies: sleep, sleep, or sleep, basically the kind that can never get up once he "lives down".

For several days, in addition to answering a few calls from Lao Ye, Ye Ling basically hangs on the ceiling to sleep. If the residential buildings nowadays were not very clean and there were no things like snakes, insects, rats and ants, Ye Ling would probably have been covered with spider webs.

In the end, I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went to the hunting ground at night. As a vampire, although it was only half of its blood, Ye Ling was considered a strange thing. Except for a certain school beauties who were bitten by him, all other blood were collected.

Simply put, it is to control the blood in these girls' bodies to seep out of their pores, absorb directly through their skin, and transport it to the blood sea space in the heart.

Without the picky taste, basically every girl can do it. Ye Ling takes even less blood from a person, fifty milliliters at a time will only make people feel a little thirsty when they wake up in the morning.

The capacity of ten liters of the Blood Sea Space was quickly filled. The blood patterns on the space barrier kept swimming, releasing a strange energy, converting the blood of these ordinary people into the vampire blood in Ye Ling's body. These blood can be used to reproduce descendants.

After injecting this vampire blood into the ordinary human body with empty blood, it can create descendants of the blood clan. Ye Ling's blood is perfect, and the descendants created will be purebred blood clans. At the same time, vampire blood is also a magic medicine for other creatures that can quickly repair injuries.

Compared to the name of Vampire, Ye Linghe tends to call himself a vampire because he deserves his name and has a bit of a self-deprecating taste.

Time slipped away accidentally in the dream. Ye Ling's home attributes were fully reflected by Ye Ling. He just went out to collect blood and spent the rest of his time basically in sleep. Compared to some of his predecessors who had been sleeping in the castle for hundreds of years, Ye Ling still needed to work hard.

Why do the elders of the blood clan always like to sleep deeply, and they can always last for hundreds or thousands of years? Because they need to use this method to pass the nearly eternal time, which is also a way for them to accumulate strength.

Another day passed, and Ye Ling, who had almost eternal life wasted, blinked his eyelids in a hazy way, and then closed it again.

Not long after closing his eyelids, Ye Ling, who was originally drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something incredible just now, and he didn't react until now.

A silver little head hung upside down in front of him, so cute, but Ye Ling's behavior was as if he had seen a ghost, so scared that he almost fell from the ceiling.

"Where did you come out?"

Ye Ling was still in shock. This guy was really like a tail and couldn't even shake it off. The most important thing is, why didn't there be any tips? He was so scared that his heart almost jumped up.

If Ye Ling probably won't complain if he turned the wrist wheel prompt record. He had clearly told him, but this guy was sleeping too well and didn't pay attention.

The delicate face, which stretched out her hands, looked quiet because she closed her eyes, always looked smiling, Bingpo said cutely: "Onijiang..."

“Sundae.”

...

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Ye Ling looked at Bingpo who was holding his clothes weakly, as if he was afraid that he would run away. His spirit was so tormented that he had no strength and was too lazy to react too fiercely.

"Sundae, I exchanged it with props and Onissang."

Bingpo's pure little face showed a sly smile. If it weren't for a boy...

Ye Ling's resentment was like a turbulent river and his views were to be recycled.

"Didn't I give it to you? You are not satisfied with such a big super sundae! You shouldn't be too greedy..."

Ye Ling suddenly felt something was wrong and had a very unexplained premonition.

"Yes, one super sundae a day. After all, Onissan already owe me three super sundaes."

Bingpo stretched out his fingers to calculate one by one, and then came to the conclusion that Ye Ling wanted to spit blood.

"I'm obviously a replacement, okay? You'll have a sword every day, kill me!"

Ye Ling's cynical expression did not affect Bingpo. He looked at Ye Ling with a cute face and stretched out his palm.

"what?"

Ye Ling looked at the hateful knight with a loli appearance, and the bronze V with combat power on the opposite side was not afraid to fight tough battles...

"The prop is returned to the Sa family."

Bingpo is righteous. In Ye Ling's eyes, this kind of person is the type of person who just eats it and leaves it.

"Sorry, I've used the props, the super sundae is reward. That's the truth. You guys can't mess around anymore."

Ye Ling smiled sarcastically. The mission props were in his dimensional pocket and had no evidence. The little friend's social experience was still a bit insufficient. Jiang was still so old after all.

"You're lying."

"How can I see it?"

Ye Ling smiled and looked like he had been determined. Can the little loli still find his handsome Wuzhishan? Let's try it if it was Sun Wuji.

"Onissyn, you dare not."

"Well……"

The smile on Ye Ling's face froze, his expression seemed a little unnatural, his eyes became erratic, and his brain was running at high speed. Why would this guy say that, and he was so sure.

"Hey, hey, don't look like you know me very well. I said I'll use it. What can you do?"

Ye Ling holds his hands in his chest, do not approach the stranger, and enables the rogue costume mode.

"Sister Dong Xiang said that anyway."

“What’s the situation?”

Bingpo took the initiative to let go of Ye Ling's clothes for the first time and walked forward alone. The originally slightly yellow sun was immediately shrouded in dark clouds.

"Hey, where are you going? Madan, KFC gets up!"

In small cities, there are sundaes sold in places like KFC...

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked into the KFC luxury lunch in the frequent eyes of everyone.

"Supply all your remaining strawberry sundaes to me, and I want the whole world to know that this sundae of your taste has been contracted by you."

Ye Ling was so proud that he took a photo at the front desk of KFC. He had money in his pocket and had different confidence in speaking.
Chapter completed!