You're Lazy, Dracula

It seems that this mirror demon has never been out of Japan in his life, and he doesn't understand that there are cultural differences in this world.It doesn't understand that there are some fighting nations on the other side of the world, and how tough the folk customs of these fighting nations are.

"No...I...how could..." But Qing Ji didn't seem to know these things, her voice had become a little weak, and it seemed that she was speaking directly from her heart.

Faced with such a blow, Dracula has no way to teach her anything.Actual attacks can be resisted by improving one's own strength, but verbal attacks can only be made up with experience and IQ.

Seeing how Kiyohime was crumbling from the blow, the black Kiyohime showed a triumphant smile, and then she looked at Dracula who was watching the show with vacant eyes, "Come on, Master. This kind of guy, or It's better to abandon it earlier. Sooner or later, she will show her true nature because of your innocuous joke and bite your throat. I advise you that it is wiser to abandon this kind of woman?"

"Don't..." Dracula flatly rejected the temptation of the mirror demon.

"Mr. Dracula...!" Qing Ji cheered up after hearing Dracula's answer.

"Why?" The jet-black fake asked a little puzzled.

"There are three reasons for rejecting you." Dracula slowly stretched out three fingers, and said, "First, I am too lazy to lie, because once you tell a lie, you have to lie I keep coming up with new lies to make up for it, so I am too lazy to do such thankless things; second, let me just say that with Qing Ji's strength, it is [-] million years too early to bite my throat. Besides, even if my throat is bitten, I will be fine; third, I have already seen that your body, your ability, if you smash the mirror, you will disappear."

"Really, you are very gentle and smart, just like that Master An Zhen." The dark Qing Ji didn't agree or refute, but just said quietly, "When you see Qing Ji's ugly and superficial Can you still say that?—Let's try it out!"

After finishing speaking, the black energy on Hei Qingji's body exploded, turning into a black flood dragon, hovering in mid-air.

"Master... No, Mr. Dracula will be protected by me! This is true, not a lie!" Qing Ji stood up all of a sudden.

"Uh, Qing Ji, you can just fight yourself." Dracula waved his hand, "I don't really need your protection..."

Qing Ji's back paused for a moment, and then she cheered herself up and said, "...Well! I'm going to fuck, fake!"

Her body also turned into a white flood dragon in a burst of flames, rushing up to the sky, and the two huge flood dragons trembled in the mid-air of the cave.They circled, spewing fire from their mouths, tearing each other's bodies apart with their claws, and the aftermath of the battle shook the cavern.

Dracula took a look and found that Qing Ji still had the upper hand, so he walked to the mirror on his own.

A burst of undetectable fluctuations emanated from the mirror and was caught by Dracula—it seemed that this was the ability of this mirror.

Then, Dracula's shadow began to be reflected on the mirror, but just after Dracula's figure was projected, Dracula on the mirror suddenly began to twist violently, turning into an endless blood-colored sea. The entire surface of the mirror was dyed red.

Click!

A crack flashed across the mirror surface. This was the result of the mirror demon being backlashed by its own ability. With its ability, it would be wishful thinking to project Dracula.

This mirror demon decisively terminated his ability, and instead projected another character in Qing Ji's memory.A handsome monk wearing a bamboo hat and monk's robe, that An Zhen who was chased by Qing Ji, appeared in the mirror, and then walked out.

At this time, Qing Ji also happened to subdue her forged body - after she was not confused in her heart, the forged body was naturally no match for the main body, and the black flood dragon was sprayed by a large group of dragon flames, igniting the flames It fell to the ground and turned into a black Kiyohime.

"—Hmph, you will definitely regret it, because this is what I said, and it must be true." After turning her head and saying such a sentence to Dracula, the black Qing Ji turned into dust and dissipated.

The white dragon also turned back into Qing Ji's body. She took a breath and looked behind Dracula.Then, her face became frightened, "Master Dracula—be careful!!"

Behind Dracula, the black An Zhen had already raised a Zen stick with a smirk, and poked towards Dracula's back.

clang!

The Zen stick poked Dracula's back, as if it had hit a city wall made of fine steel. The black Anzhen was bounced off, and the Zen stick in her hand was bent to the side.

Without looking back, Dracula stretched out his hand, grabbed the black Anzhen's neck, and knocked him against the luxurious mirror behind him.The mirror was shattered, and this dark An Zhen was easily absorbed by Dracula.

"Let's go." Dracula clapped his hands, greeted the stunned Qing Ji, and prepared to walk out of the cave.

"Master Dracula, who was that just now?" Qing Ji said with some surprise: "Isn't that black person Master An Zhen?"

Author's message:

ps1: A few days ago, there was a news about a drunk Snowman, but it was seen by Wula Snowman, and he asked me for piao funds these days, which is the agreed piao fund;

I would recommend "My Student Is Not a Problem Girl" by Wula Xueren. The introduction only has one sentence [On the way to save countless problem girls, the mission of a gentleman teacher is to beep———].

ps2: Xiaomeng's book was maliciously reported yesterday, and most of it was because of his peers on the list, seeing him being bullied in the third place.While this isn't a big deal, it's a disgraceful behavior.If you win by adding more, then I will only be convinced. If you win by women's clothing, then I have nothing to say, it is your capital.But if this matter is really a colleague, then for a mere [-] yuan, he would do such a villainous behavior, and for a small amount of money, he would sell his personality. I feel contemptuous and worthless.

16. Anzhen in Xingyue is a...

"Hey, Master, can I ask you something?" Qing Ji approached hesitantly and asked.

"Ah, what's the matter? Tell me." Dracula saw that there were still two shallow wounds on the girl's face, probably from the fight with the fake just now.He took out a handkerchief, helped Qing Ji wipe off the blood on her face, and then healed her wound with healing magic.

When Dracula wiped her face, Qingji almost passed out with joy, but she managed to maintain her composure and continued: "... Please don't lie about this issue. Degu Master La—am I ugly?"

"What ugly?" Dracula asked.

"Oh... no, that's the one, I'll turn around and [change]." Qing Ji was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Turning into an ugly dragon. Don't you think that's ugly..."

"I think it's quite handsome?" Dracula asked suspiciously: "In the eyes of you girls, is a dragon ugly? Listen up, Qing Ji, in the eyes of men, Whether in the East or the West, as long as dragons don't grow crooked and become other species, they can't be called ugly. In the minds of us men, dragons should be considered domineering, um, after all, I also Can become a dragon."

"Ah--how exaggerated, this person didn't lie at all!" After hearing Dracula's words, Qing Ji happily held her cheeks and turned around, twisting and turning, "Aha, ahahahaha! Reliable , Handsome or something...! These are not words used to compliment a girl! What an exaggerated Master!"

"Really?" Dracula glanced at her and walked forward on his own, "But I think you seem very happy."

"...Because I hate lies." Qing Ji saw Dracula walking out, followed his footsteps in two steps, and said in a brisk voice: "However, although I hate lies , but the concubine will turn the words of that fake into lies. I must let Master Dracula learn from you—the ambition of a woman who once could not tolerate lies and burned love with the fire of red lotus."

"Oh, come on." Dracula walked forward with his hands behind his back and said without looking back, "Just don't come and burn us."

"Wait a minute, Master Dracula." Qing Ji complained as she trotted beside Dracula, holding up her skirt, "Ah, it's really indifferent, but it's Dracula who goes his own way. Pull the adults."

The two left the cave, and Dracula didn't bother to walk out of the forest anymore. [Shenwei Wheel] came down from the sky with rolling thunder, and the thunder and giant blade on the chariot directly forcibly opened up a clearing in the forest.

Dracula pulled Qing Ji to sit on it, and then set foot on the road back to Castlevania.

[Shenwei Wheels] Running through the clouds with a thunderbolt, Qing Ji looked at the magnificent scene in front of her and suddenly asked, "Hey, Master Dracula, I want to ask you a question."

"Oh, just tell me what you want." Dracula pulled the rein and steered the [Shenwei Wheel] to run.

"That's right, after seeing me..." Qing Ji frowned and asked, "Why did Master An Zhen run away in fear?"

"About this question... why are you asking me?" Dracula asked rhetorically.