You're Lazy, Dracula

popping.

The boy over there who was reprimanding the little girl suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder. He turned his head and found behind him was a man with long golden hair and a little bit of gray, dressed in black and with a good figure. Good beauty.

So he showed Brother Pig's smile and said:

"What's the matter, miss."

Black Joan also gave him a very evil smile back, and then punched him in the face.

"Wow!"

The young man who was beaten by Joan of Arc flew upside down, and he could see the clear blood on his nose, his nose was crooked by Joan of Arc's punch.And when these teenagers saw their companion being beaten, they didn't care whether it was a beautiful woman or not, so they all rushed forward with their sleeves rolled up.

For ordinary people, it might be a bit inappropriate to act like this when there is a disagreement, but the person standing here at this time is Joan of Arc, who was originally a vengeful saint.So the girl decisively beat up all the rogue teenagers present.

These hooligans then began to cry for help, hoping that people from the government department at the Holy House could come and help them. However, their calls for help were doomed to be in vain, because when Dracula saw Black Joan getting up, he knew that this girl It must be a heavy hand, so he has already blocked the surrounding voices.

Considering that there was still a confused little girl watching, Hei Joan didn't kill them, but broke one of their legs and threw them into the green belt next to them.

After being helped up by Joan of Arc, the dazed little girl briefly checked her injuries, and then Joan of Arc took her and walked towards Dracula and the others.

42. Tina Sprunt

The face of this little guy still has the dust and dirt that he just rubbed off when he fell to the ground, and he looks a little dirty.Joan then took out the handkerchief she was carrying with her, went to the faucet next to the square, twisted it, and then walked back to wipe the little guy's face.After wiping her face clean, she buttoned up the little girl's crooked pajamas one by one, with most of her shoulders exposed, and then she saw the palms and knees of this little guy just fell to the ground There are some small wounds rubbed on it.

"Use this."

Yibuki Cuixiang handed over her gourd, Joan took it, opened the stopper and smelled it, the smell was basically the same as alcohol.When lamenting that the ghost king Lolita had a lot of alcohol, Joan also confirmed that the wine she drank should have a strong bactericidal effect.

The saint poured a little bit of the wine into her palm, then gently rolled up the sleeves and trousers of the little girl, and said softly to her:

"It may hurt a little, bear with it."

When Jeanne gently placed her palm on the little girl's scratched wound, she could see the eyes of this little guy who had been dazed opened suddenly, and it seemed that this moment really made her It hurts.

"pain."

After the little blonde girl snorted softly, she didn't say anything more.

Joan gently rubbed her wound, allowing the alcohol to spread evenly around her wound, and then the saint gently helped her put down her trousers, and asked at the same time:

"Little sister, where do you live?"

"Oh."

The little girl stared at Joan in a daze for a while before she remembered something. She took out a white medicine bottle from the pocket of her pajamas, unscrewed it, poured a large handful of pills into her hand, and then Throw it into your mouth and chew.

Dracula saw her weird behavior, and then looked at the medicine bottle in her hand, which said [caffeine]. He frowned and asked:

"How do you eat this kind of thing?"

"No way, I'm nocturnal. I can't wake up during the day without this."

As the little guy answered, he put another pile of pills in and chewed.Even Dracula and Joan of Arc, who didn't know much about medicine, could tell that the little girl's medicine had seriously exceeded the standard, and even Nightingale would not give medicine like this.

Moreover, her behavior is different from that of ordinary people, which is also suspicious. Dracula looked at her tired expression and asked tentatively:

"The cursed son?"

The little guy's movements paused slightly, she turned her eyes to look at Dracula and Ibuki Suika, then at Joan of Arc who was squatting in front of her, and Joan of Arc who was walking behind her, and then she was speechless He nodded and closed his eyes.

Seeing her action, Joan of Arc felt a little distressed, but also rubbed her head in a funny way, and said to her:

"Don't worry, we don't discriminate against the cursed son. On the contrary, people on our side maintain a friendly attitude towards the cursed son."

"is it?"

The little girl's eyes widened when she heard this, and she said to Joan with a little doubt:

"I don't read much, so don't lie to me."

"Of course it is true. Since you are the cursed son, um, do you have a facilitator?"

Joan of Arc thought about it for a moment, then asked.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"Really? There are facilitators..."

Joan looked at Dracula, who nodded to her and said:

"Looking at the way this little guy comes out in a daze and runs around on a bicycle in the daytime, we know that her facilitator is very irresponsible. Let's take her back first. When she wakes up and really wants to go back, we will send someone to take her back." She sent it back."

"Huh? Bicycle, did I come here on something like that just now?"

Hearing this, the little girl asked in a daze.

"Okay, let's do that."

Joan of Arc looked at the little guy's confused face, and nodded happily, while Joan of Arc came around from behind her, and the girl easily held the little blonde girl's hand lying in the green belt with one hand. He held a bicycle with a strawberry flavored ice cream cone in his other hand and handed it to the little girl.

"Hey kid, take it."

"Oh, thank you sister."

This little guy wasn't too polite, he took the cone and started licking it, with a cat-like expression on his face as he licked it.

"Ha ha."