Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

So Luo Zhen is still looking forward to it.

It is said that the very old Warfarin might be able to tell him some secrets of the Sarkaz tribe, which would be one step closer to his goal.

Luo Zhen rang Warfarin's research room and waited for a while:

"Miss Warfarin? Are you home?"

There is no response inside.

Luo Zhen hit the doorknob and pushed it away.

The lights were on in the room, and it seemed that there were still people there just now.

Luo Zhen looked around curiously:

"The Gorefiend's room is similar to that of ordinary people. Sure enough, Lateran is very demonized."

He sighed.

When he was the Holy Son, Luo Zhen also learned the common sense of Terra's race.

The knowledge he learned at that time was that blood demons were a group of bloodthirsty monsters, and the room was full of furniture made of bones and skins of other races, and there were even live musical instruments.

At that time, Luo Zhen knew that it was not reliable.

The vampires drink blood for a living, so if you pull out the internal organs of a living person and put them at home as a home, the blood will flow everywhere, what a waste.

But the angels are convinced.

The blood race is also the filthiest race in Sarkaz. It is the filth that should not live on this land and must be cleaned up.

How can this kind of common sense accumulated over thousands of years be changed... Luo Zhen is very distressed.

Then he saw that there were a few grains of brown sugar produced by Warfarin on his desk.

He picked it up:

"Kelsey said it, are you practicing restraint of blood-sucking urges? It's amazing, Warfarin...but this candy is wet anyway."

The corners of Luo Zhen's eyes twitched, he put down the half-melted brown sugar, and his hands were covered with wet and sticky liquid.

What kind of water is this?

...It should be saliva, right?

At this moment, at this moment.

The sound of the toilet being pumped came from the toilet next door.

The weak Warfarin pushed open the door, unable to stand still even with frivolous steps.

She muttered in a trance:

"It's coming soon, it's coming soon... Next time, I will definitely endure it until it is fully absorbed, and then I can drink the plasma directly..."

Luo Zhen: "..."

The white-haired legal loli old woman raised her head and met Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen looked at her straight and dazed eyes, and said hello:

"Good morning, Miss Warfarin."

Warfarin: "~~~~!!!"

Warfarin, who just woke up from a dream, trembled all over, her knees were trembling!

Then I saw her covering her lower abdomen and rushing back to the bathroom in an instant!And locked the door!

Luo Zhen raised his hand in embarrassment: "I want to wash my hands first..."

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"I made you laugh..."

Warfarin blushed, and a vague voice came out from the mask.

She was pushing the bottle in her hand, and the blood bag was transfusing blood into her arm.

There is still an oxygen cylinder next to the desk, and she is now wearing an oxygen mask to isolate Luo Zhen from body odor.

For the blood race, plasma is both food and nutrient solution, so it doesn't matter whether you drink it directly or inject it into the vein, it's really convenient.

Her fully armed appearance made Luo Zhen feel a little embarrassed:

"Is it really okay if I don't do this step? Is the smell on my body so strong?"

"Um..."

Warfarin, who was still a little dizzy, said:

"We blood fiends are too sensitive to the smell of fresh blood. Especially for blood that can arouse appetite, even if it is mixed in a pile of stinking kitchen waste, it can be clearly identified."

She looked at Luo Zhen with some resentment:

"If it's just drawn blood, Yu can barely control himself now, but Ru's smell is too fresh... Yes, it's like putting a lively goldfish in front of a cat!"

"That's terrible."

Luo Zhen replied perfunctorily, and dragged the chair to pull the distance away to prevent Warfarin from pounced.

I don't know whether it's due to too much water exhaustion, or simply because of restraining the blood-sucking urge, Warfarin's current state is very abnormal.

Her face was flushed, her breathing was heavy, her consciousness was a little fuzzy like a fever, and her eyes were vaguely slack.

This made Luo Zhen very worried, and he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her:

"I said, Miss Warfarin, are you really okay? How about I come in a while, and you can take a rest first?"

"...No, it's okay...Yu Shi, I won't give in..."

She spoke rather smugly.

She tried to organize the equipment with trembling hands, trying to draw Luo Zhen's blood for examination.

But she couldn't even hold a cotton swab, and her hands were too hot holding Luo Zhen.

She finally surrendered: "Ahhh~! I can't do it!"

She held Luo Zhen, her bright red pupils were so hot that they were about to bleed:

"Luo Zhen...! Give me a little bit of your blood! Really just a little bit! As long as it can relieve my addiction... Otherwise, if this goes on...I will... woooooooo~!"

Warfarin actually cried.

It is said that the blood-sucking impulse is mild, and Warfarin's state is like a withdrawal reaction, which looks pitiful.

Luo Zhen was not so cruel.

He looked at Warfarin who was whimpering and sobbing, and sighed:

"I know, come and suck me."

85. Miss Gorefiend's First Love [Second Update]

Warfarin was taken aback: "Are you serious!?"

Luo Zhen's boldness to this point actually surprised Hua Farin.

She is like a cat seduced by bait, hungry and scared, the mask is full of her exhaled mist:

"Luo, Luozhen, are you serious...? I am a blood demon...? I am the demon race that you angels hate the most, the floor in Sarkaz, the dirt that is not as good as kitchen waste... Let, let me Like this, sucking your blood directly...is it really okay!?"

"You can't go on talking."

Luo Zhen tried to pull his hand out angrily.

But Warfarin said no, but her body was very honest and firmly grasped his hand, as strong as a vise.

Luo Zhen had no choice but to say:

"I don't have any opinion on your race. And you've tortured yourself until now, just to avoid attacking me, so you've been trying to restrain yourself, right?"

Luo Zhen smiled: "I'm not a devil. I believe you can control it, and it's nothing to give you some blood once in a while. As long as you don't suck me dry in one breath."

"... Luo, Luo Zhen~~~!"

Warfarin wept loudly.

She nodded gratefully:

"I will work hard! I will definitely work hard to restrain myself! Luo Zhen, you are truly a great Son! I will believe in you!"

Luo Zhen said with a sullen face: "Stop it, don't call me Holy Son."

A Sarkaz gorefiend who claims to believe in the Son of God.

what is this?Holy light fear demon king?

This vampire princess is obviously quite cute, but why does she feel as inedible as the croissant? It's really strange.

But since he promised to do it, Luo Zhen said casually:

"How do I give you blood? It really sucks your neck?"

Warfarin quickly shook her head: "No, no, no! That's too dangerous, and I'm not confident that I can control it! If you're not careful, you'll even suck the marrow dry!"

Wow, is it so dangerous? Luo Zhen was a little scared.

Warfarins Hasha panted, held Luo Zhen's hand with a confused expression and said:

"Finger... just a little bit on the finger, it's fine... I will work hard and control it!"

"it is good."

Luo Zhen readily agreed.

So, Warfarin took the needle used for the blood test and pricked it on the tip of Luo Zhen's index finger.

After the slight sting, blood dripped from Luo Zhen's fingertips.

Warfarin: "Gooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"!"

This scene alone made Warfarin make strange noises, even a little disgusting.

She took off her mask tremblingly, and the tip of her small nose hummed and moved: