My name is Liu Qingqing, a native of Qiqihar, Heilongjiang Province, and the 73rd generation descendant of Chuma Xian.
On the first day I came to London to study abroad, I rented a ridiculously cheap castle apartment.
The landlord is a polite scumbag, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a Chinese stand-up collar, and speaking with an Oxford accent.
He was quite handsome, but his face was as white as paper and he didn't make a sound when he walked.
Until one night in the middle of the night, I caught him secretly drinking a blood pack in the kitchen——
"Brother, are you anemic?"
He was silent for three seconds: "... I am a vampire."
I glanced at him and said, "I told you earlier, my grandfather had a relationship with a bat spirit in his lifetime."
Later I realized that this vampire was not simple.
One hundred and nine years old, a scholar of the Republic of China, graduated from Oxford, does not eat people, only drinks hospital blood packets.
Afraid of incense, not afraid of garlic, a level 10 Northeastern dialect scholar (forced by me).
There is another secret——
His transformation is related to the ancient snake god sleeping in my body.
The current situation is:
The demon hunter was stationed downstairs, and I chased my childhood friend from the Northeast to London to open a restaurant. The narrow-eyed director of Shanhaisi told me to "remain restrained."
And my only thought is -
I raised this vampire, and I will be in trouble with anyone who touches him.
