Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 82 Children of the Demon Palace: Murderous Aura

"Boom... ahh!" I was so overwhelmed that I forgot that I was on the stairs, I laughed out loud, and accidentally backed away, knocked against the edge of the steps, and fell hard on the steps with my buttocks.

"Wahhahahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Ling Lingqi was stunned for a moment, then lay on the sofa hugging the pillow and laughing, as if the whole house was filled with his hearty laughter.

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Damn it, both of them, it made me look like a dog now, and I finally washed off my slimy body in the bathroom.

As soon as my body was buried in the comfortable big bed, the voices of several discussions downstairs penetrated into my ears thinly, and I didn't feel sleepy.

They are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic. I am unlucky enough today. I went to school because I helped others because of my kind heart, and I was late when it was over.

Forget it, and was forced to take an anatomy class and saw such shocking things.

It's okay... The worst thing is the Xinghe incident. Now they still have some important national issues to discuss, which affects my sleep.

"Hey..." I got mad, threw the pillow covering my head casually, jumped off the bed, put on slippers regardless of front and back, and walked to the door without forgetting to look in the mirror.

I rely on!This girl should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to see it in the world. She is so beautiful, with long dark purple hair, a thin oval face, big eyes like a deer, a small mouth with small teeth, and a casual house girl...

Take a look, as soon as I see the person in the mirror, the source of my knowledge is like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, pouring out into my mind.

Lazily walking downstairs, the sound of my exclusive slippers control echoed throughout the space.

In the hall downstairs, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and the world outside the room was gradually filled with crickets playing and singing, and the night breeze was very comfortable.

The TV in the hall is beating some kind of animation. In the big space that is as bright as day, everyone except Meng Chike seems to be sitting around the white table discussing something. The mineral water that is placed in the advertisement is missing. The President of the United States is discussing whether to attack space!
I wanted to bombard them, but seeing people showing off to the public, I had no choice but to pretend to be home and get water to drink.

Several people suddenly quieted down at the same time, staring at my movements with eyes swishing, which made me feel murderous even when I opened the refrigerator.

The atmosphere in the hall was surprisingly weird. I took out a bottle of mineral water, looked back at them cautiously, and mechanically unscrewed the bottle cap, like a child doing something bad, and gulped down a sip.

(End of this chapter)