In the guest room on the second floor, Haruko Yamashita is lying quietly on a pillow.

When the few low-level bloodlines guarding her saw Beichen and the others walking in, they immediately saluted respectfully and stepped aside.

Beichen walked to the side of the bed, looked at Haruko Yamashita who was still unconscious, frowned slightly, and gently raised his chin.

Seeing his gesture, the disciple stepped forward and opened Haruko's eyelids to look at him.

"She seems to be asleep."

Sleep is a state similar to suspended animation that the blood clan enters on its own when it is cultivating.

But this kind of slumber of Haruko Yamashita is obviously not a spontaneous sleep, but caused by the injected medicine.

Hearing this, Beichen stepped forward and gently slashed his palm with a finger, and as he clenched his palm, a stream of blood immediately dripped from his palm onto Yamashita Haruko's lips.

A moment later, Haruko Yamashita's eyes snapped open, greedily devouring the blood between her lips, she rolled over and got up, glancing at everyone around her, and her gaze fell on Beichen.

"Thank you, President."

From the smell of blood just now, she could tell that it was Beichen's blood.

Beichen closed his palms, and there wasn't much fluctuation on his face, "Where is the blood of the elders?" ”

If it weren't for the Elder's blood, he wouldn't have lost even a drop of his own blood for her.

A palm, reaching over to hold his palm.

Beichen turned his face and saw that Zitong was carefully parting his fingers, wanting to check the wound on his palm, and his gaze immediately softened, "It's okay." ”

Zitong looked at his palm, and sure enough, seeing that the wound on his palm was already rapidly healing itself, she was relieved, and took the tissue handed by the disciple to help him wipe the blood stains.

Haruko Yamashita did not answer immediately, but reached out to her chest, touched it, and her face changed.

"Here." Beichen stretched out the palm holding the small silver cylinder, and then added, "It was taken out by the purple pupil." ”

When Haruko Yamashita saw his open palm, a flash of color flashed in her eyes, and when she heard his later words, her expression darkened.

"Answer my question." Beichen's voice was stained with impatience.

"Blood of the Elders...... Lost. Haruko Yamashita's face darkened, "Those damn fellows not only killed my grandfather, but also took the blood of the Elders. ”

Beichen's eyes flashed with anger, obviously he was very dissatisfied with the loss of the elder's blood, and immediately showed the paper with blood-colored lightning in his hand, "What's going on with this?" ”

Haruko Yamashita looked at the piece of paper in his hand, "I found this in my grandfather's hand, and I don't know what it means, so I brought it here to analyze it with you." ”

"This is the hallmark of the Alliance, could it be that the werewolves and the Alliance have reached some kind of consensus?" Susie also stepped forward and looked at Haruko Yamashita, "Are the people who invaded your family only werewolves?" ”

Haruko Yamashita shook her head slightly, "I wasn't in the clan at the time, so I escaped this bad luck, and no one knows what happened at that time, because all the people died...... However, I found some human corpses in the clan that do have similar markings on their chests. ”

"It must be the werewolves and the Alliance that have united into an alliance." An Elder-member roared, "How could we possibly have the ability to wipe out the Yamashita clan if we only relied on those filthy werewolves?" ”

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