As soon as Kuang Guohua stepped into the house, Kuang Fusheng asked impatiently. Logically speaking, he is also in his fifties and should not be so impatient. However, life in the fishing village is really too hard. Apart from watching
Reading newspapers and listening to the radio are no longer any entertainment activities.
"Where are the Ahang people?"
Kuang Guohua looked around and didn't see He Hang, so he asked.
"He's gone. He came today just to tell you about that person. Now that the other person has come to visit, he has nothing to say."
Kuang Fusheng briefly recounted He Hang's situation, and then continued to ask questions.
"Brother Kuang, what does that kid want to do with you?"
Kuang Guohua lowered his head and glanced at the frizzy Kuang Fusheng: "Do you still remember Madonna?"
"Um!"
Kuang Fusheng nodded, and Kuang Guohua continued.
"He is Ma Danna's junior brother. The purpose of coming to see me today is the same as the reason why Ma Danna came to me back then."
"What?"
Kuang Fusheng stared and screamed.
"Brother Kuang, you must not agree again this time."
"If you go, be sure to take me with you!"
Kuang Guohua smiled slightly. He knew that Fu Sheng was worried about him. The two of them had been dependent on each other for decades. They were more like brothers than brothers.
"Don't worry, I haven't agreed yet."
After hearing this, Kuang Fusheng patted his chest and said with lingering fear: "That's good, that's good. Brother Kuang, think about it, we are all descendants of generals. According to Western blood theory, descendants like us
, how can it be possible to defeat the ancestor."
Boom!
Kuang Guohua knocked Kuang Fusheng on the head.
"Don't read those legendary stories if you have nothing to do!"
"hiss!"
Kuang Fusheng covered his head, took a breath, and said with an innocent face.
"Brother Kuang, although the vampires written in the novel are fabricated, the things in it are still very desirable."
What Kuang Fusheng mentioned was a novel called "Legend of Blood", written by an Eagle Countryman named "Riley Porter". As soon as this novel was published, it caused a huge response in the British Isles.
In just three years, it was translated into dozens of languages and became popular all over the world.
It is said that internationally renowned director Spiel Nolan will adapt "Bloodline" for the big screen in the near future.
Kuang Fusheng particularly likes this novel. So far, he has read the original novel more than ten times. It just so happens that Spiel Nolan is one of his favorite directors.
The two factors are superimposed. Even in his fifties, Kuang Fusheng is still looking forward to the release of the new movie.
Seeing this, Kuang Guohua shook his head helplessly, not bothering to argue with Mo Zheng's resurrection, and then walked into his room.
Snap!
Entering the bedroom, Kuang Guohua closed the door and took out the bottle of Blood Angel from his pocket.
Looking at the wine-red liquid, Kuang Guohua's heart began to throb again.
Drink it!
Drink it!
Drink it!
Strong appetites flooded into his heart like a tide.
Kuang Guohua suppressed the hunger in his heart, walked to the cabinet in a few steps, and quickly put the glass bottle into the drawer of the wardrobe.
call!
When the glass bottle containing the Blood Angel left his sight, the strong desire to eat finally disappeared.
Kuang Guohua stood in front of the closet in a daze, not knowing whether his choice of accepting the 'Blood Angel' was right or wrong.
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Three days later, Kuang Guohua came back from get off work. Before he got close, he saw Kuang Fusheng sitting in front of the door, and he was holding a small transparent glass bottle in his hand.
Kuang Guohua was shocked when he saw the bottle.
'Oops!'
'Why did I forget about resurrection!'
When Kuang Fusheng saw Kuang Guohua coming back, he immediately ran over happily.
"Brother Kuang, where did you get this thing?"
"Any more?"
Kuang Guohua's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly said: "Why do you dare to drink anything? Fusheng, how do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable or anything else?"
"No?" Kuang Fusheng was stunned and said blankly: "I don't feel any discomfort."
"Walk!"
Kuang Guohua grabbed Kuang Fusheng and walked home. Then he took out a blood bag from the refrigerator.
"Try taking a sip."
Kuang Fusheng didn't know why his elder brother came out like this, and he didn't feel hungry at all. Not only was he not hungry, he was also very full.
"I'm not hungry."
Kuang Guohua urged with a cold face.
"drink!"
When Kuang Fusheng saw this, he muttered: "Just drink, why are you so fierce?"
After muttering something under his breath, Kuang Fusheng took the blood bag, tore open a slit, and drank obediently. However, he felt that today's blood was particularly unpleasant to drink.
However, when he thought of his elder brother who was exuding cold air, even though it was hard to drink, and even though he didn't know why, Kuang Fusheng endured the discomfort and drank all the blood in the blood bag.
Seeing Kuang Fusheng drink up all the blood, even though he kept frowning while drinking, Kuang Guohua still breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Okay, I've finished drinking." Kuang Fusheng raised the empty blood bag in his hand: "Brother Kuang, can you say it now? Why were you so nervous just now?"
"well."
Kuang Guohua sighed. Now that things have happened, there is nothing to hide. Originally, he wanted to try the 'Blood Angel' himself, but who would have thought that Resurrection actually found it and drank it secretly.
Later, Kuang Guohua told Kuang Fusheng about the 'Blood Angel', and at the same time, he also expressed his speculations and worries.
After Kuang Fusheng heard the whole story, his frown slowly relaxed.
"Brother Kuang, actually, I think that little brat is right. This thing called 'Blood Angel' can really replace 'blood'."
"After hearing what you said, I noticed that after drinking Blood Angel, not only did I feel very full, but I also tried my ability just now and it did increase a little bit."
Having said this, Kuang Fusheng smiled and pretended.
"Guess what the Blood Angel smells like?"
Kuang Guohua glanced at him and ignored him.
"Hehe." Kuang Fusheng scratched his head and continued: "Actually, I think drinking Blood Angel is like eating walnuts. Brother Kuang, can you ask that person for more?"
"No more! Just that bottle."
After leaving these words, Kuang Guohua walked back to the room with deep thoughts.
What he said was not a lie to Fusheng. The other party did only give him one bottle. However, there was one thing he didn't tell Fusheng. The other party had left a number. "Why do you ask?" He told him that he could go after drinking.
Find him and get it again.
Now that the bottle has been drunk by Resurrection, I don't know if there will be any problems.
'No, I'll go find him tomorrow!'
‘I have to try it myself!”
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PS: I have been reading information about the Northern Song Dynasty recently, and I feel dizzy. The Song Dynasty is really messy, and only gold thighs can save it, and it is best to go to the Zhenzong and Renzong periods.