I'm really immortal

It was not of the same level as Shangguan Dandan's coffin. Liu Changan could even feel that the contents of the coffin had reached the final stage of annihilation.

Looking back, I don't know when the bats hanging upside down under the eaves all spread out their bat wings, and their tiny eyes were staring at Liu Changan together.

"You cute little creatures, are you trying to lure me here to save your master?" Liu Changan thought about it and understood... These bats may not be in the same nest as the bats that used to monitor them.

There are many intelligent creatures in this world, it is only the difference in the number of neurons.Just like Liu Changan looking at Zhu Juntang, and ordinary people looking at Hutchison, it is actually the same mentality.Some people can control bats, or ordinary people will find it incredible, but in Liu Changan's view, it is not much different from training other animals.

"Is there a vampire in here?" Zhu Juntang lowered her voice, feeling like her heart was about to jump out of her chest, as if someone was beating a drum beside her eardrum.

"How do I know? I've never seen a vampire." Liu Changan was also looking forward to it. Whether it was the things in the coffin that drove these bats, or whether these bats seduced Liu Changan, it was an interesting thing.

"Can you beat a vampire?" Zhu Juntang asked nervously when he saw that Liu Changan was about to lift the lid of the coffin.

"How do you know if you haven't fought before?" Liu Changan often babbles, but nonsense and bragging are two different things. Liu Changan believes that practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. He will not do something that has no experience and verification. too confident.

"What if you let out a vampire and we can't beat it, what if we become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks later? Or the kind that sucks blood, my God, it's a wax chicken, wax goose wax bird. Something like that!" Zhu Juntang imagined it, it was too ugly, she didn't want to die like this, a fairy like herself, even if she dies, she should lie on a bamboo raft surrounded by flowers. With the quiet lake water, drifting into the eternal space to wait for resurrection.

Being drained of blood and dying like a wax product, Zhu Juntang Ning would not want to die like this.

"Yuanyang, that's to describe a couple, we are desperate people and mounts at most, you turned into a lamb, have you ever eaten a lamb?" Liu Changan waved his hand, "Use your brain to think about it. If something has the ability to kill us, can this broken coffin trap it? Jump out early and kill you... Also, your combat effectiveness is zero, don't be side by side with me, ours, it's like you can do it Something the same."

Hearing what Liu Changan said, Zhu Juntang breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to ignore Liu Changan's slander that he had zero combat effectiveness.

Liu Changan opened the coffin.

"Wow!"

With a fluttering sound, the bats under the eaves loosened their claws, fluttered their wings in the air, and flew to the sky in groups.

Under the moonlight, above the woodland, around the small temple, there are overwhelming bats.

In addition to the bats in the small temple, there seemed to be more bats hiding in the surrounding forest, all of which flew out at this time and circled in the sky.

The moonlight became brighter and brighter.

Zhu Juntang nervously raised his fingers to block his eyes, leaving only a gap to observe.

The coffin board fell to the ground.

The thick dust rolled over, causing Zhu Juntang to cover his mouth.

The moonlight seemed to shift its angle at this moment, illuminating the scene in the coffin.

There are no dead bones in the coffin, no bones left by naturally decomposed corpses, no cotton wool or funeral objects, and no night owls, weasels and the like.

A woman who was obviously not of an oriental race was lying in the coffin, her complexion as white as lime painted with lime, her facial features were deep, her eyes were deeply sunken, surrounded by a dead gray-black, with faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and her nose was still high. , but chapped lips.

"It's a dead man!" Zhu Juntang hugged Liu Changan's arm tightly, wishing him to hold his chest, lest his heart would explode, Zhu Juntang shivered, his legs were tightly together, his teeth were bumping, "Da! "Dah" sound kept knocking out, she felt like she was about to shudder with fright.

Liu Changan observed that this woman looked about forty years old, her charm was still alive, and there was almost no life force left in her body, and it was still passing away, and it seemed that she would completely disappear at any time.

The bats outside the door also seemed to feel this, and they became more and more anxious, and the frequency of the bat wings was annoying.

Liu Changan spat at the woman's face.

"What are you doing?" Although Zhu Juntang was only a little scared of such a dead person in such an environment like this night, and had no idea that the dead were the greatest, but this kind of behavior of spitting on the dead still made her feel a little too much. portion.

"She is about to die, my saliva can save her." Liu Changan explained.

Zhu Juntang was stunned for a moment, can saliva save people?He couldn't help but overcome a trace of fear. Looking at the woman in the coffin, he saw that Liu Chang'an's saliva seemed to be absorbed. The woman's dry lips just now regained some color, no longer like the dark charcoal pattern, and the surrounding eyes. The black is also lighter, and even though his face is still as pale as lime, at least it doesn't look like a motionless zombie.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Juntang couldn't help but spit a little saliva on the woman's face.

There was no movement at all.

Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang in disbelief.

Zhu Juntang is a little embarrassed. Fairies don't usually do things like spitting, but isn't that curious?

Liu Changan knew that Zhu Juntang was a curious baby, but he still gave her a forehead, "You know what? When I saw you, I remembered those movies and TV series, where there is always a follower who is more than successful. It's time to do something stupid and bring disaster on the horizon."

"It's not a big disaster..." Zhu Juntang hugged her head aggrievedly, Liu Changan's beatings always hurt so much.

Liu Changan ignored her, stretched out his hand and opened the woman's lips. The lips were not soft, like orange peels that had been stored for a long time had lost their moisture. He inserted his fingers into her lips and pressed against them, but the teeth were still easily separated. …Picking apart her teeth, her fingers finally felt a little moist and soft on her tongue.

After all, she is not a real dead person, she is just at the stage where her life force is constantly draining, and she may die at any time. Liu Changan's saliva just now can keep her alive for a while.

Liu Changan is not a saint either, and it is not because the other party needs him to save his life, so he will immediately save people with kindness.

Although he will definitely save people in the end, after all, no matter what, such an unusual life is more valuable to live than to die.

The tongue is moist and soft, and the surroundings of the mouth are not too tight or loose, and more moist breath can gradually accumulate between the twitching of the fingers. Liu Changan pulled out his hand, and opened her eyelids again.

There are no normal pupils under the eyelids. The pupils are bright red and bloody, which is larger than the average person's. There is a feeling of wearing large-diameter contact lenses. The whites around the pupils are covered with black filaments, which are more like It is the state in which the capillaries become dry and tightened.

Liu Changan let go and pressed her chest again. Naturally, there was no heartbeat. He originally wanted to cut her skin with his nails, but thinking about her current state, he had no choice but to check her through other physical tricks. state of the body.

"You...you pervert!" Zhu Juntang leaned against the wall, suppressing a strong sense of evil excitement, and condemned Liu Chang'an dumbfounded.

"I'm just checking her physical condition." Liu Changan had no feeling for Zhu Juntang's sudden condemnation. This guy was very interested in watching it just now. When he finished the examination, he started talking nonsense. If you really want to think that he is a pervert, you should start is blocked.

"What did you find out?" Zhu Juntang didn't insist on condemning him anymore, after all, her curiosity was fermenting, and everything was fresh and interesting.

"Her physical condition is worrying. My examination just now was to determine whether she could absorb the vitality I was about to give her... If the result of the examination is that it is impossible to recover, I will give up on her." Liu Changan's spirit Of course, Yuan can also be wasted casually. Only the living and the dying state that can be rescued have the value of saving. If he finds that the state of her body is completely unable to absorb his essence, he will not do things in vain.

"Then is it possible?" Zhu Juntang said anxiously. Ordinary people still have the kindness of saving a person's life rather than building a seventh-level Buddha. After all, the other party's life is so dead, and there is no sense of threat.

"I'll try." Liu Changan nodded.

Zhu Juntang quickly widened his eyes, ready to witness the miracle.

Liu Changan bit the tip of his tongue, the tip of the tongue ruptured, and a drop of blood less than a millimeter in diameter rolled out from between his teeth and stuck on his lower lip.

Zhu Juntang only felt that something diffused from Liu Changan's lips, as if he smelled a fresh scent.

These things entered Zhu Juntang's body like a smell. Zhu Juntang felt like a small sapling that had been watered, bathed in the warm sunlight, absorbed the nutrients in the soil, and every cell in the body was happy Excitedly want to grow.

The bats outside the small temple became frantic, and they roared past the entrance of the temple in groups. Zhu Juntang's eyes were exceptionally bright at this moment, glistening in the moonlight. Seeing those bats even skyrocketed, originally slapped The big bat was the size of a washbasin, and the ugly and shriveled mouse face had the hideousness of a ferocious beast.

The moonlight moved away inch by inch, and on the land outside the temple gate, weeds were growing wildly. In the season after autumn, they turned out to be dense and dense, and the surrounding trees were even more like the rain in spring. It rose from the ground and stretched the huge canopy under the moonlight, densely blocking every inch of moonlight that tried to pass through the gaps in the leaves.

Zhu Juntang's breathing gradually became a little heavy, and she always felt that there was something oppressing her. She turned her gaze away from this astonishing scene, and lowered her head to find that her chest had swelled up, and her originally cute size had become like that of Qin Yanan. She exclaimed Pressing her chest, she could feel that her underwear had been swollen, and her white dress was as inappropriate as an adult wearing a child's clothes.

Zhu Juntang had an incredible feeling of surprise just now, but there was a sharp pain in his forehead, and Liu Changan actually... knocked himself on the head again!

Did he see that he had big breasts, and wanted to force himself?Zhu Juntang fainted with this last thought.

Chapter 437 Father

Of course, Liu Changan didn't force An Zhu Juntang's interest. After knocking her out, he picked it up and prepared to hang it on the wall.

There were no hooks on the wall, and her skirt was too thin to hang heavy objects, so she lay down on the coffin cover.

The purpose of stunning Zhu Juntang was to protect her, otherwise the aura emanating from the essence condensed in the blood would make her body unbearable.

Many pampered old people eat a lot of tonic, and rural people often say that this is the living old ginseng.

What's more, Liu Changan has condensed the essence of the most primitive, thickest and most vibrant blood since the birth of life.

The aura emanating from this essence is not something that a little sheep like Zhu Juntang can bear. It is like a person who has been living a long time without water in a clear soup, suddenly having a meaty meal of big fish and big meat may cost his life. .

On the other hand, some seriously injured people are full of nostalgia for life, and have strong obsession and willpower, so they have a certain chance to absorb the essence of his blood, or to reshape the body.

Possibly dying and coming back to life.

May be evolved after dying and resurrecting.

Or just resurrected.

Everyone's results may be different.

Liu Changan is different from ordinary people. Ordinary people lose such a small amount of blood to the body. The loss to the body is almost nothing, but Liu Changan will not be like an ordinary healthy adult who divides cells to create new blood all the time. If such a drop of blood is not necessary, he will not. squeeze out.

The woman in front of him reminded Liu Changan of the movie about the birth of a vampire that he watched with An Nuan.

This gray-faced middle-aged Caucasian woman is probably a vampire.

Liu Changan has only heard of vampires, but he has never seen them in reality. It is an extremely precious research material... And anyone who has done biological research knows that the value of living specimens is far from higher than the dead.

It's a pity that a vampire died in front of him. She is much more precious than a giant panda. After so many years of evolution, he probably only met such a vampire. Liu Changan was indifferent after seeing the demise of countless biological groups. Those dying groups weren't interesting enough, and they had nothing to do with him.

Liu Changan came to the top of the coffin, bent down and lowered his head.

His lips slowly approached the woman's lips, stopped at a distance of two fingers' width, and spat out the blood that naturally condensed into beads.

Drops of blood fell on the woman's black and dry lips.

Liu Changan got up, glanced at Zhu Juntang lying on the coffin cover, stretched out his legs and kicked the coffin cover farther, and then pressed it against the woman's chest behind him.

If there is any change in her, he will react at the first moment, so as not to harm his mount.

A bloated feeling came from under his palm, and Liu Changan's eyes fell on the woman's face.

The dead color on the black withered lips seemed to have been washed by the moonlight, gradually receding and thick, and the light red condensed.

The lime-white face seemed to be filled with water again as the dried petals, no longer dry and rough, and became tight and elastic.

The whole body, skin, muscles, and bones, have a feeling of rejuvenation. Liu Changan's palm can feel the rich vitality in the blood bead bursting out and being absorbed by this magical body.

Just like the snow on the Tanggula Mountains, melted into water, rushing down, watering the thousands of miles of rivers covered by the rivers, wherever you go, spring flowers bloom, insects and birds chirp.

The originally slack and soft skin also swelled under his palm, expanding into the texture that a perfect body should have.

The fingernails, which were full of bruises and gaps, also turned a soft luster under the moonlight. The whole fingers were no longer stiff and straight, but naturally curved. The belly of each finger was as round and delicate as onion.

Liu Changan didn't let go, but just looked at this charming woman's cheek, the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes also disappeared, becoming flawless and delicate, but the whole face did not look like a girl, she was still a mature woman. people.

Just like touching Shangguan Dandan's coffin, Liu Changan also felt the magnetic field of memory remaining in the woman's body.

Fragmented pictures.

Liu Changan let out a long sigh. It wasn't that long ago, and his memory was not very deep.

He wasn't immersed in his memories either, because he was still on the lookout for any abnormality in the woman under his palm.

Above the roof of the small temple, the bats scattered again, no longer circling the sky and covering the sun, and returned to the woods in pieces, under the eaves.

The moonlight washed the top of the mountain again, and the thatched grass that seemed to have grown wildly was still scattered here and there, showing all kinds of broken walls and ruins.

The four walls and wooden pillars of the Dragon King Temple left strangely shaped shadows. Under the bright moon hanging high, there was silence everywhere.

The woman opened her eyes.

The pupils were still the color of blood, but there were a lot of rich water colors, and the dry and tiny blood vessels in the whites of the eyes were no longer visible. The whole bright eyes seemed to be full of spiritual energy in the moonlight, staring at Liu Changan quietly.

Her lips were slightly open, and she exhaled a little fishy smell, and then her chest heaved up and down, and the breath she exhaled again had a sweet taste, as if some extremely delicious food made people drool.

Her hands were lifted little by little, and she took Liu Changan's hands on his chest, then closed her eyes and breathed slowly.

Looking at her calm appearance, it seemed that there was no possibility of an uncontrollable attack, Liu Changan pulled out his hands.

"Father...Father..."

The woman felt Liu Changan's palm withdraw, opened her eyes again, stared at Liu Changan, showed a calm smile, and shouted softly.

This kind of peace is all the excitement and anticipation, all of which have been refined by time into a flat emotion, which is covered layer by layer in the heart, a gentle expression after getting what you want.

Although there was no gentle response from Liu Changan's slightly embarrassed and indifferent expression, the smile on the woman's face remained unchanged.

"Thank you, thank you for saving me again." The woman looked at Liu Changan's face, her smile was a little quiet in the moonlight, "You don't remember me, do you?"

"I may have forgotten you before... But recently I watched a movie, the movie tells the story of a mysterious Oriental and a singer in London, England during the time of Charles II." Liu Changan pointed to himself, "I It's that mysterious oriental, you're the singer... but why do you call me father?"

"Because you gave me a new life." The woman held Liu Changan's hands again, showing her sincere gratitude, "Now you have given me a new life again, father."

Chapter 438 Mrs. Karnstein and her friends

In some stories, vampires and vampires can reproduce like ordinary humans, probably with settings such as low birth rates.

In some stories, the expansion of the vampire population depends on the first embrace of human beings who meet certain conditions by the superior vampires to increase the descendant group.

These newborn vampires are sometimes qualified to call the superior vampire "father", rather than just servants.

Before being certified by a real vampire, anyone can change the settings in these myths and legends according to their own needs to make up stories.

"The reason you call me father is because I made you a vampire." Liu Changan carefully verified, "not because of a certain intimate contact I don't know about, and a woman I can't remember for a while as a human being. The way of reproduction produces offspring, right?"

"Yes, father." The woman's blood-colored pupils circled around her eyes and landed on Liu Changan's face again, paying careful attention to his every subtle expression.

"It's a bit of a pity." Liu Changan's tone didn't actually contain much regret, because he had already realized that with traditional human reproduction methods, he could not leave offspring, and the eggs of ordinary women could not be combined with his things at all. It may be that the data he sends cannot be read at the genetic level.

"Father, why do you regret? From the moment I was close to death for the first time, your blood entered my body and washed the flesh I once created by God, and your blood is flowing in my body. Isn't that what the bloodline inheritance is like? That's why I called my father." The woman looked at Liu Changan with some doubts.

Liu Changan didn't speak, he was just a little regretful, and this little regret was not even as heavy as the moonlight. He looked at the woman in front of him again. Although he didn't have any special emotions, he had begun to realize that he had unintentionally inserted willows and willows and realized himself. The desire to give others a long life.