(Fan Jiuyan is ten years old, Yi is twenty years old...) ）

Fan Jiuyan probed, and he kissed Qi'er's forehead.

I'm sorry, although he is ten years old, he is also more...

Qi Jinying's face turned red.

"Today is Qi'er's birthday, and a kiss is as it should be. ”

He actually blushed a little, too.

"Then when is Brother Yan's birthday?" she asked, looking up.

Fan Jiuyan thought for a moment and asked softly, "What does Qi'er think?"

Qi Jinying smiled, "Of course it's better to have a day with me." ”

"As the prayer wishes. He bowed his head, "That's today, too." ”

"Let's celebrate!!" she took Fan Jiuyan's hand.

"By the way, Brother Ayan," her eyes sparkled beautifully.

"You say, in this world, besides you, us, are there any other races?"

Ah Yan didn't expect her to ask this question, his blue eyes flickered, "Yes, there should be werewolves." ”

"Have you seen that?" she asked.

"Yes," he replied truthfully, "he was hidden with us, and my father seemed to hate him. ”

"Huh, do you hate him?"

Qi Jinying thought of the man who came to pick up Ah Yan once, he was really dressed in a cold dress, and he also had dark blue eyes, like a king.

Not at all like his own father, alas, even his daughter's little temper can't be solved.

"By the way, my mom went to your place today, can you get her to come back early and cook for me?"

Fan Jiuyan bowed, "Okay." ”

Returning to the Blood Clan Hall, Fan Jiuyan was wearing a white shirt and was blown by the wind.

His small stature has made most vampires bow down.

"Hello little chief. ”

“......”

The slightest reluctance made him notice, and his slender brow frowned.

Seeing the authoritative man in the center of the main hall, Fan Jiuyan walked over and leaned over.

"Father. ”

"Ah Yan," Fan Lan nodded, "Did you have a good time with Qi'er?"

"Hmm. He nodded.

Fan Lan walked down and touched his dark blue hair, which was very similar to his own.

"If you like her, then she doesn't dare to disobey. ”

Fan Lan smiled, "Ah Yan, she is Mijiaer's beloved daughter, and I am the leader of Mijiaer. ”

"So, as long as you like..."

"Father. ”

Fan Jiuyan interrupted.

His eyes lacked a hint of sharpness and coldness, which made Fan Lan stunned.

"You're the leader, it's your business. I like her, I love her, and I'm going to marry her, it's my business. ”

"Please take matters into account. ”

“......”

"In the future, if Qi'er doesn't like me and doesn't want to spend this life with me, it will be my fault. I am not reluctant, let alone coerced with your identity. ”

Such fluent words made Fan Lan frown, and the bridge of Yingting's nose exuded a cold atmosphere.

He acquiesced.

Behind the sculpture in the distance, Yi silently watched it all.

Why, his son's love can be allowed so easily, and can be respected unconditionally no matter what, but Zhuo Jue and him...

His slender fingers clenched into the back of his hand, his pursed lips bloodless.

"Ah Yan, you will be the leader in the future, so my father respects your decision. ”

Hearing Fan Lan say this, Fan Jiuyan thought for a moment and nodded.

He bowed and bowed, then withdrew.

Walking out of the main hall, he saw Migar who had been waiting outside.

Without waiting for her to salute, Fan Jiuyan stopped.

"Auntie, you are Qi'er's mother, so you don't have to bow later. ”

Hearing him say this, Migar smiled, she was very gentle.

Especially when I heard the words of the little leader, who was only ten years old just now.

She's really impressed.

"I'm relieved to leave it to you. ”

Gently patted him on the shoulder, Mi Jia'er's brown eyes were beautiful, much like Qi'er.

Fan Jiuyan bowed, "My honor." ”

"By the way, you should go back quickly, Qi'er should be in a hurry. ”

Migar nodded, "Let's have some dinner together, little leader." ”

"You can just call me Ah Yan. He nodded and smiled.

Just as Fan Jiuyan smiled, he reacted to the breath of a guy here.

Withdrawing his smile, he jerked around and looked behind the massive sculpture.

"Who?" snorted coldly.

Yi knew he couldn't hide it, because he was a little tall, but fortunately he was still slim.

He slowly raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender, and slowly walked out.

Silver hair was pulled up, and a little bit of shredded hair lingered on the angular face.

The green eyes, so unique, Fan Jiuyan was surprised, he really hadn't seen these eyes.

This is probably the werewolf clan that has been hiding here all along.

"Are you a werewolf...?" he asked softly.

Yi nodded, then shook her head again.

Obviously, this response surprised Fan Jiuyan, and he approached Yi.

Seeing that this little leader was the second Bloodclan to look at him with friendly eyes, Yi pursed his lips.

He was the first to reach out.

"Hello, my name is..."

Before Fan Jiuyan could stretch out his hand, Mi Jiaer behind him immediately stopped him.

"Little Chief, this guy is a werewolf, he will hurt you!"

Without waiting for Fan Jiuyan to react, Mi Jiaer stood in front of him, his palm accumulating.

A white light emerged, and with a wave of her hand, it covered Fan Jiuyan's forehead.

Fan Jiuyan's eyes closed slightly for a moment, and then opened in confusion, he smiled lightly and looked at Mi Jiaer.

As if nothing had happened, Yi was stunned and looked at the white light.

"Auntie, Qi'er should be in a hurry. ”

Mi Jiaer put away her palm, the light faded, and she nodded, "Let's go, Ah Yan." ”

The corners of Yi's mouth smiled bitterly.

His hands were numb, and he was in mid-air, so he wasn't embarrassed.

Slowly lowering his hand, Yi knew, now that Fan Lan had exiled Zhuo Jue.

Then there is no need for him to stay here.

He has to improve himself and become stronger, so that he can have the opportunity to love Zhuo Jue.

At that time, the others will no longer be able to stop their love.

If it's not strong, even if you love someone, you have to look at other people's faces, and if others say no, it's really not good.

His green eyes shimmered, and he looked up to see the sculpture behind him with the mask worn by an elder-level vampire.

With a hook of his long arms, he removed the silver mask, which was only half of the mask, but it was full of charm and mystery.

Yi got up, and he thought for a moment.

The power of Mi Jia Er just now seemed to make Fan Jiuyan forget him in an instant.

This power may be the F-Oblivion Force.

Zhuo Jue has always hidden him in the Ancient Book Pavilion, and he has also read many books.

Through the book's account, he was able to explain that he would turn into a wolf every month at the time of the full moon.

Moreover, it is no wonder that the hand will be surprisingly painful when it is cut by the silver doorknob.

Then he understood that the werewolf clan and the blood clan had in common that they were both afraid of silver weapons.

It can even be fatal.

Fatal......

A smile tugged at the corners of Yi's mouth, after the vampire died, he only had to drink their blood to gain unique powers.

With strength, you will become stronger.

However, the werewolf clan must be exterminated first, otherwise they will preempt it.

Yi put the mask on his face and smoothed the silver hair stuck inside with his hand.

He admired his memory skills a little, but just by looking at it, he remembered...

The method of making those special silver weapons is actually not difficult to forge...

As long as you really want them to die, Kung Fu will not be responsible for it.