A sharp, burning pain instantly spread from his neck, and Ning Tianwei's eyes turned bloodshot.
When he looked at Su Miaomiao and the others, he was already looking through the blood mist.
Su Miaomiao, Pan Pei, and the others were utterly shocked, completely unexpected that this guy was unafraid of the yellow talisman. Instead of turning to ashes immediately after being near the talisman, he revealed his ferocious nature and started eating!
Pan Pei charged forward with his copper coin sword. Ning Tianwei was his precious disciple, and this reckless vampire dared to treat him like a snack. How audacious!
Clang!
Pan Pei aimed his sword at the cleaner's arm, but failed to sever it.
Not only was Pan Pei shocked, but Su Miaomiao was also extremely surprised.
Ning Tianwei was being held by the neck, his throat gurgling, unable to speak.
"Let him go!"
Niu Dali threw a punch at the cleaner, but the cleaner disappeared in the blink of an eye and continued to hold onto Ning Tianwei.
Seeing Ning Tianwei's face turn pale from being drained, it was clear that if this continued, he would be heading to the underworld.
Su Miaomiao held the peach wood sword, the tip of the sword waving in the air, and something seemed to be fluctuating in the air.
"Go!"
She aimed the sword tip at the cleaner and thrust it forward, a beam of golden light shooting out.
"Pfft!"
The cleaner's shoulder was pierced by golden light, but the light did not stop, and it also pierced through the tent.
The people still queuing outside for the lottery only heard a tearing sound, looked over in surprise, but saw nothing.
"This wait has been way too long, why isn't it ready yet?"
"I should have known better than to let old man Liu cut in line; he's too slow at drawing lots."
The nurse who had been pulling Sun Lan through the queue complained.
"Don't worry! Old Liu's legs aren't very strong, it's normal for him to be a little slow," Sun Lan said with a smile, trying to reassure him.
She had just received a wave of envious glances; she had won the first prize, how lucky she was!
"If you stand closer to me, I want to share in your good luck. Maybe I can win the first prize too."
The two were talking very happily.
Inside the tent, they'd practically fought tooth and nail.
Pan Pei's copper coin sword left afterimages, but he couldn't force the cleaner to put Ning Tianwei down.
Niu Dali's fists were incredibly fast. He had two yellow talismans given to him by Su Miaomiao pasted on the backs of each hand, but his fists couldn't touch the cleaner.
The tough guy Luo Qinglin wanted to step forward to help, but he was so overwhelmed that he didn't know where to look.
Su Miaomiao was also wielding the fat peach wood sword, striking left and right.
But the cleaner seemed to know they were wary of the person he was holding and dared not kill him.
"Teacher Su, this can't go on! I don't think Brother Tianwei can hold on much longer."
Niu Dali stopped what he was doing and looked at Ning Tianwei with concern.
Su Miaomiao knew, of course.
Ning Tianwei's lips had turned white, clearly indicating that he had lost too much blood. If he continued to suck blood, no amount of blood-replenishing foods would be enough to make up for it.
"Master Pan, step aside."
There was no other way; she had to get that guy to let go first. Otherwise, with Ning Tianwei around, this vampire would be like he had a healing buff.
The wound she had just sustained has now completely healed.
Pan Pei retreated with his sword, looking at his apprentice with a worried expression. Could he really have been sucked to death?
It would be too shameful for him to die like this!
If the master found out that his grand-disciple had died at the hands of 'medicinal herbs,' he would surely beat him to death.
"What do we do? Tianwei can't die!"
You absolutely cannot die a cowardly death!
Ning Tianwei, who was barely holding on to his consciousness, heard his master's words and felt a surge of excitement in his heart. He was indeed his master's most beloved disciple.
“If he dies, my master will beat me to death.”
Su Miaomiao: "..."
Isn't it because you care?
Niu Dali: "..."
What happened to the master-disciple relationship?
Ning Tianwei: "..."
Master, you... sob sob...
“Uncover the character ‘福’ (fortune/blessing), and I’ll deal with it.”
As Su Miaomiao spoke, she changed her weapon. It was a lightning-struck jujube wood sword that she had made before, with the emblem of the Thunder Celestial Venerable engraved on it.
o(￣ヘ￣o＃) I've never had a chance to use this before, so I'll try it out today to see how powerful it is.
After hearing Su Miaomiao's words, Pan Pei and the others immediately tore down the big red "Fu" character from the wall.
Just look at the many yellow talismans below the character "福" (fortune/blessing). This power is so great that even the enchantress who had been inside the bell felt uneasy, let alone the vampire.
The cleaner also began to move uneasily, but with yellow talismans all around, he had no way to avoid them. In the end, he actually jumped up, trying to escape from the air.
Su Miaomiao uttered a soft incantation, and the jujube wood sword burst forth with a murderous aura. Even Luo Qinglin, who couldn't discern anything special about it, noticed that the wooden sword was different.
The cleaner sensed the sword was dangerous; a dark red aura emanated from his entire arm, gradually coalescing into a vortex in front of him.
"This is vampire black magic."
Pan Pei had seen this kind of thing many times abroad, so he knew that after the vortex appeared, a powerful force would shoot out from it.
If a human were hit, they would be smashed into pieces.
Su Miaomiao knew, of course, that this thing possessed dark magic, and she had seen far more vortexes than this.
"Get out of here!"
Su Miaomiao shouted and sprang into the air, her jujube wood sword crackling with electric arcs in the air.
"boom!"
A violent impact rang out, and the entire tent was immediately blown away. At the same time, a huge wave carrying a black and red aura swept wildly in all directions.
The viewers in the live stream heard a huge explosion, followed by the tent flying out and countless banknotes slowly falling through the smoke.
Wow! Is it raining banknotes?
"Holy crap, I hope no one's planning to rob us and cause an explosion."
"So much money fell down, and no one even bothered to pick it up. The people at Beijing hospitals are really well-mannered!"
"Where's Miaomiao? Is Miaomiao alright?"
On the screen, Su Miaomiao was standing with her back to them, holding a jujube wood sword in her hand.
Luo Qinglin was so surprised his jaw almost dropped!
How did the tent suddenly take off?
And where did that cleaner go?
If the tent is gone, then what about the others...?
He looked around in a panic and found that the people around him had actually fallen down.
"This is?"
"It's alright, you were just knocked out by the stench. You didn't faint because you've been transformed and have developed resistance," Pan Pei explained, supporting the limp Ning Tianwei.
The apprentice was just given to him by Su Miaomiao, and now he has yellow talismans stuck on his forehead and the bitten neck.
Looking around, I saw that some people hadn't fallen, which meant there was only one possibility: they were all infected.
Just as he expected, the people's originally normal skin turned deathly white in an instant, and their fangs were exposed.
Niu Dali also noticed this scene. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and suddenly said:
"This is definitely not a buffet!"
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