After solving this matter, the old monster was really sad for a while, and then left Han Youran's head, staring at Han Youran intently and said, "I will promise you to be the holy daughter of my clan, and I will honor you for a lifetime." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After finishing speaking, he stepped back, looked at Han Youran's situation again, and had to sigh: "You can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." ”

If there was no such thing, Han Youran, the inheritance of the blood of gods and demons, really didn't know that he would have to wait hundreds of lifetimes before he could continue to be stimulated.

But after such a incident, it is a good opportunity to come back to the furnace.

The blood was returned to the furnace, and the waste blood was drained cleanly, and the next thing to do was to guide the pure blood of the gods and demons into Han Youran's body, and activate it, which could flow on its own, make blood, and return to normal.

The reason why the old monster didn't do this before was because he was worried that Han Youran's body would not be able to bear it, and he couldn't gamble, so he chose the path that was safe and he was sure of.

But now, when things come to this, Han Youran is already extremely dangerous, and it will not be more dangerous at all, and now it is necessary to do this.

As soon as the old monster waved his hand, a sealed jar appeared in his hand.

The pure black sealed jar was sealed with a golden note with something like a ghost drawing written on it, and I don't know what it was.

The old monster was holding the jar with both hands, looking very solemn, staring at the jar with heavy eyes, if he had a real body, then he must have shed tears now.

But he didn't, he didn't even have the qualifications to cry, he didn't even have the qualifications to vent his emotions through tears.

He just gently stroked the jar, and inside the jar was the only remaining blood of their gods and demons, their hope.

Now he wants to put this hope to good use thoroughly.

So he no longer hesitated, raised his hand and tore off the golden note, and solemnly opened the lid of the jar, and a faint fragrance wafted out in an instant.

It is different from the fishy smell of human blood, and it is also different from the strong fragrance of the Light Clan, and it is not like the pungent blood of the Dark Clan, the fragrance is very light, and it smells very good.

The old monster stared at the blood, there was blood that belonged to him, and then slowly bent down, hung the jar on the engraving on the ground, and poured the jar little by little, and the blood stains inside flowed into the engraving without any external dripping.

After the blood entered the engraving, it slowly flowed forward, like a scattered branch, and the blood spread out in all directions along the engraving, circle by circle, layer by layer, crisscrossing towards Han in the middle.

The process was slow, but the blood had already been poured out, and even the old monster couldn't interfere in the rest of the matter, so he could only wait and see.

The blood flowed very slowly, almost at a turtle speed, and the old monster just watched quietly.

The praying Sari stopped praying, because he smelled the faint incense, and at first he thought it was the blood of the Light Clan, but he quickly recognized that it was not.

After smelling it twice, I only felt that it smelled extremely good, but after entering the body, it would stop my blood flow speed, and if I wanted to smell this fragrance for a long time, I guess I could smell myself to death.

Sari was a little puzzled and curious, not knowing what kind of fragrance this was, it was so magical!

The king of the dark clan went back, he really didn't worry about the dove feather, and the big demon king here he really didn't care much, and when he went back, the dove feather had woken up, sitting on the bed with an expression on his face, and the first thing he said when he saw him was: "Sari led the person he said back, didn't he?" ”