The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 137 Gold Medal Hunter VS Blood Earl (8)

Jing Fei came to the counter.

Behind the counter, stood a boy in common clothes. He had fair skin, brown hair and brown eyes. The freckles on his face were exquisitely distributed as if painted. He looked very cute. His age should be twelve or thirteen years old.

Although it looked harmless, it was a ferocious werewolf.

"What does the guest officer want?"

Jing Fei said concisely, "One pot of wine, one room."

The werewolf boy who opened the tavern lives here, and there are rooms in the back, but looking at the area of ​​the wooden house, the tavern alone takes up most of it, and there should not be many rooms.

The werewolf boy put a jug of shochu on the counter, "The wine you want, sorry, the room is gone."

Jing Fei didn't say anything, and turned around with the wine.

As blood races, it doesn't matter if they live outside at night.

Just turning around, I saw a woman standing leaning against the door frame on the right.

That small wooden door leads to the back, and behind it are the accommodation rooms, there are only five rooms in total.

The wooden door was ajar, Fable leaned against the door with his arms folded, looking at Jing Fei calmly, he didn't know how long he had been here.

Jing Fei paused, and a thought flashed in his mind.

——It's her again.

Fable stood up straight and asked straight to the point: "Want to come with me?"

She came out of this wooden door, and she was obviously one of the people who owned the room.

Jing Fei didn't hesitate, "Okay."

After all, it's weird to meet this woman all the time, isn't it?

Behind the wooden door is a corridor, the corridor is very short, there are rooms on both sides, and there are very few rooms, three on the left and two on the right.

The allegorical room is the second from the right.

Open the door, the room is also very small, less than ten square meters in total, with a single bed and a table, there is not much space left.

Fable and Jing Fei, two slender people, appeared even more crowded when they entered.

"Sit freely."

There is a window in this house. The moon is very round tonight, and the moonlight is very bright. When it shines into the room, it is not much worse than the light in the room.

Fable took a chair to the window and sat down, holding a piece of white cotton cloth in his hand, and slowly wiped the bright thorns.

Jing Fei sat down on the bed, looked at Fable's silhouette, and asked directly, "Why are you here?"

Not long after leaving the bar last time, I ran into her again.

Meeting the same unexpected person several times, this is the first time in Jing Fei's memory.

He doesn't believe that there is such a thing as fate in the world.

"I'm chasing a vampire." Fable explained without raising her head, but in that calm tone, anyone could tell that she didn't care whether Jing Fei believed it or not.

Jing Fei didn't show any disbelief, "What vampire made you hunt down here from Shuguang Town."

Shuguang Town is far away from here, but she is very powerful, isn't she?How did you chase after him for so long?
"Three generations." That's all the fable said.

Jing Fei fell silent.

Because Jing Fei is also a three-generation blood family.

At present, there are still many three-generation blood clans, most of them have a high status in the blood clan like Jing Fei, and some of them have fallen asleep, and the last part is elusive.

No one knew if they were dead or alive, or where they had gone.

This gold medal hunter does have the strength to hunt down a three-generation blood race.

Jing Fei didn't speak any more, leaned back against the wall, opened the cork of the jug with one hand, and raised her head to take a sip.

When the wine flowed into his mouth, Jing Fei paused before swallowing it.

The young werewolf was very considerate, and the wine he prepared had the scent of roses and tomatoes. Although it sounded weird, it really suited the taste of the vampires.

Fable asked, "What about you, what are you doing here?"

Jing Fei thought for a while, and finally said honestly: "I heard that the Holy Grail has appeared here."

Fable nodded, indicating that she had heard it too. She put down the things in her hand and stood up, came to the bed, looked down at Jing Fei, "I'm going to sleep now, how about you?"

Jing Fei moved to the edge of the bed and sat down, "You sleep."

Indicates that he is not ready to leave now.

Fable didn't say anything, took off the black coat, and lay down under the quilt.

With her back turned to her, Jing Fei felt her hair being pulled after a while, and turned to look.

The boy's hair was very long, hanging down to the bed, and a strand of long black hair was wrapped around the snow-white fingertips by the woman.

Jing Fei slowly raised her eyes along her fingers, and met Fable's eyes.

She didn't wear a mask, her face was exquisite and beautiful, and her dark eyes gave people a sense of peace that she didn't care about anything.

Jing Fei looked at her for a second, two seconds...

Suddenly asked: "Have I seen you?"

Fable's expression didn't change, and those pitch-black eyes stretched as far as the eye could see, which was really hard to see through.

Before she said anything, Jing Fei smiled suddenly, briefly, then turned her head away from Fable, and said in a very soft voice, "I'm sorry."

There was a little doubt in the boy's eyes, and he blurted out that sentence without even realizing it himself.

When I saw a sense of familiarity, I asked.

Fable looked at his back for a while, his black hair was still wrapped around his fingertips, and slowly closed his eyes.
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Jing Fei fell asleep at some point.

Wake up again, the moon is in the middle of the sky outside, illuminating the earth.

Jing Fei was lying on the bed, not the place where he was sitting before, but also under the quilt, shoes and socks were taken off, and the warm quilt covered his body, and his body, which was like ice and snow for thousands of years, seemed to be warmed.

She seems to have just left.

Jing Fei was lying down, her black hair covered the pillow like a waterfall, and spread under him, making her smaller and smaller against his delicate and white face, and a gleam of gloom flashed across his dark red, jewel-like eyes.

He would never fall asleep in a strange place so unprepared, especially with someone beside him whom he didn't trust.

Is the wine the problem?
or her?
Jing Fei got up and walked through the corridor to the tavern, holding a wine bottle in her long snow-white fingers.

"clatter…"

Put it on the counter lightly and gently.

The werewolf boy raised his head, his clear brown eyes slightly curved, "Guest officer."

Jing Fei's beautiful face is like a snow lotus on the top of a snow mountain, unattainable, "What's the name of this wine?"

Werewolf boy: "I didn't name it, it's not for sale."

Jing Fei's eyes sank, "Is it effective for sleep?"

"Maybe." The werewolf boy was ambiguous, suddenly changed the subject, and said speciously: "Is the guest officer looking for Sister Carl? It's outside the tavern."

Jing Fei: ...

He looked at this strange boy, frowned slightly, picked up the jug on the counter, turned and left.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, everything in the forest is silent, the moonlight is cold and white, like a snowy night when all living things fall into deep sleep.

Chirp——~
"boom!"

A ray of golden light slid across the sky, and with overwhelming power, it pierced into the body of a black shadow and hit the ground.

A bright thorn that exuded golden light was inserted into the heart of a vampire and firmly nailed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)