Vampire cute baby tomb robber

It's night, the mist fills the air, and the moon shines on the branches.

Coming out of East Street, Nangong Xiaomiao and Hei Si were sent by Nangong Baiye to investigate several "Yi Zhuang" in the capital where corpses were parked.

In fact, Nangong Baiye only gave half of the clues when he was on the East Street.

Normally, you must have enough corpse oil if you want to raise corpse worms.

Although there are many corpses in the cemetery, it is not easy to control the corpse insects, and it is easy to be backlashed.

Only in "Yi Zhuang", those corpses will keep their own place.

Nangong Xiaomiao obediently agreed, with a small tomato in her mouth, she went with Hei Si.

On the empty street, only Nangong Baiye and Beiming Liancheng remained.

I don't know if it was because of the night, Beiming Liancheng's eyes became brighter, and the black wide sleeves were like wings spread behind him, exuding an unconcealable evil.

Nangong Baiye is not afraid that he will suck herself, because vampires are usually only interested in virgins.

She was obviously not going to be the target of his attack.

not to mention……

Even with her hands, she is not weak.

Nangong Baiye smiled, and played with the silk scarf brought from the deceased with his fingers. The silk scarf was bright in color, stained with rouge, and had a tangy aroma.

She sniffed it, and said with great interest, "Hey, man, how about we go to a good place?"

Beiming Liancheng raised his eyelids, and glanced at Nangong Baiye indifferently.

After half an hour of effort.

On the street corners with red lights and willows and green lights, soft sedan chairs of various colors are stationed in Yanjie Liuxiang, and you can't see the side at a glance.

The lanterns upstairs are hung high, and they are not bright red, but ambiguous light pink.

A group of girls stood under the lantern, each holding a silk scarf, you pushed me, I pushed you, the noise was endless and sweet.

Inside the building, all the people coming and going are here to have fun, the tangy scent of rouge and water powder, the ears full of charming smiles and panting sounds, as slutty as you want.

"Hey, which family's son is this, he's so handsome!" A girl in purple, with a silk scarf in her hand, flicked Nangong Baiye's face, and her body softened.

At this time, Nangong Baiye had already changed his attire. He was dressed in a white brocade robe with fox fur inlaid on his shoulders.

She stretched out her hand with a wicked smile, and held a bank note between her two fingers, and stopped the girl's movements lightly.

When the girl saw the banknote, she immediately burst into laughter, and turned her eyes: "Master, you don't look like you are here to drink flower wine, and you don't even want to touch me."

"Good boy." Nangong Baiye twirled his fingertips, leaned over and stuffed the bank note into the girl's chest, reached out and patted her little face: "Call your mother here."

"Master, you are so bad!" The girl blushed, swept her clothes away, and shouted to the side: "Mom, there is a distinguished guest looking for you, so hurry up and come out."

"Who is it?" As soon as the other end answered, a person came out of the crowd bustlingly, with a charming figure, a waist as thin as a willow, wearing a big red robe, and only a black belt was tied between the robes, half concealed. , with white skin through her body, she walked over with a slight smile, looked Nangong Baiye up and down, with flowers blooming in her eyes, and her tone was indescribably lazy: "Hey, my brother really looks familiar."

When she was looking at Nangong Baiye, Nangong Baiye was also looking at her, with a smile on his lips, he took a step forward, and stretched out his arms to hug the visitor: "Long time no see, Mo Niang."

"You are heartless!" The mother named Mo Niang's eyes were condensed with mist, and she turned her head to look at Beiming Liancheng behind Nangong Baiye: "I haven't seen you for four years, and I even have a man."

Nangong Baiye smiled lightly: "He is a follower."

"I don't believe you." Mo Niang swept her lazily, and she was full of Queen Fan: "Tell me, why don't you stay in the rat nest with your little cat, and why come to my Mixiang Building?"

Nangong Baiye corrected her: "It's not a rat nest, it's a cemetery."

"Hmm, it's no different anyway." As she said that, Mo Niang instructed the girl behind her: "Prepare a room, if there is no smell of rouge, light incense. Don't let anyone disturb you for an hour. I."

The girl smiled ambiguously: "Mom, can you finish it in an hour?"

"You girl, are you begging for a beating, hurry up and prepare!" Mo Niang laughed and scolded.

After a while, the wing room was ready, and the tea set was placed on the table, and the top-quality Yunnan Maojian was boiled, and wisps of fragrance came out and spread throughout the room.

Nangong Baiye didn't make any detours, took out the silk scarf and waved it around: "Look, is this silk scarf yours?"

"Hmm..." Mo Niang propped her chin, feeling lazy: "This kind of silk scarf is all over Beijing, only the girls here have it." Her fingers circled around it, and her eyes were on Beiming Liancheng. : "Ye, don't you want to introduce me?"

Nangong Baiye spread his hands: "I don't know what his last name is, where he comes from, and his identity. How can I introduce him?"

"Just met?" The devil girl was taken aback, and then frowned: "Where did you get such a..." The devil girl looked at Beiming Liancheng again, and saw his sharp and cold eyes. Shizheng looked at his friend, half-curling his lips coldly, that smile that was not a smile, like a cold pool in the polar region, one could easily sink into it...

She couldn't help swallowing the word plain, and her eyes froze: "Ye, you didn't suddenly appear in the capital, what happened?"

"I took over a business." Nangong Baiye buttoned the silk scarf with his index finger: "Can you help me find its owner?"

Mo Niang shook her head: "Girls use this silk scarf a lot, and the colors are all the same."

"Hmm..." Nangong Baiye propped his chin, thought for a while and asked, "Which girl does the housekeeper of the Jiang family have a close relationship with?"

Hearing the word Jiang's family, Mo Niang's hand drinking tea slightly stagnated, and soon she laughed: "Ye, even if I am Mommy Sang, I won't understand all the girls' thoughts."

Nangong Baiye put down the teacup, and said with a smile, "Mommy, you lied to me."

Mo Niang said nonchalantly: "I can help you with anything in this world, but you can check the Jiang family's affairs by yourself."

"Okay." Nangong Baiye stood up from the chair, smiling beautifully: "Xiao Miao has been clamoring to come to the brothel recently, Mo Niang, we haven't seen you for so long, we miss you very much."

Mo Niang Su-shou tapped Nangong Baiye Baijie's forehead: "You're the one who lied to me. When I saw you, Little Miao wasn't born yet. Don't think I can soften my heart."

Nangong Baiye touched the bridge of his nose: "Can't you be accommodating at all?"

"The third room on the left." Mo Niang put away the silk scarf, walked to the door, and smiled back: "You can check people, don't interfere with my business, and bring meow to me when you have time."

"Okay." Nangong Baiye continued to laugh, a very lovable kind.

Mo Niang muttered: "How did I know such a tortured thing like you?" She opened the door and left.

Nangong Baiye didn't waste any time. He took a step and planned to investigate, but he didn't want to tighten his arms. Before he could see what was going on, he was pushed back by the man, and his back was pressed against the cold wall...