Ji Xuan didn't dare to go forward, if he went deeper, it was the range of the Blood Venerable's perception, if he was discovered, even Ji Xuan was not confident that he would be able to escape. After Ji Xuan saw the vision, he took Ji Xuewu back to the clan to report.

The Continent of Blood

"Tsukihime-sama, the seal of the Dripping Blood Cave is getting weaker and weaker, and it is about to be lifted." An old shrine maiden stood beside Tsukihime and said. She is the High Priestess of the Bloodline.

"You first temporarily strengthen the seal, and then order it to go down and let the people of the Blood Clan move! That monster came out, it's not for you and me to resist. Tsukihime said.

"However, the tens of millions of years of inheritance of the blood clan are ignored? Do you want to let it be ruined? The High Priest said.

"We will not be destroyed, but this is an opportunity, an opportunity for our bloodline to rise." Tsukihime said.

"You don't mean to ......," the High Priest said with a horrified look on his face. A moment transforms into an evil smile. "You're really a madman, but I really didn't mistake you at the beginning!"

"Alright! Now that you've made up your mind, I'll help you even if you work hard! The High Priest said.

"This heaven and earth movement is about to be hidden, so let's say to the outside world that the dragon's blood is born!" Tsukihime said.

The dragon's blood drop is a treasure of heaven and earth, and it is one of the top ten treasures like the demon lord's magic bead, but it was only when the demon lord swept the eight wildernesses with the magic bead, so the magic bead became terrifying. It is conceivable how terrible this dragon's blood drop, if this news spreads, I don't know how many people will come to grab it, and then it will definitely be another bloody storm.

A woman propped up a clan and turned the clan from decline to prosperity. One can imagine how terrible this woman is.

Sure enough, not long after, the news of the dragon's blood drops spread throughout the continent, and the monks also rushed to the Blood Continent one after another.

After Wu Fan disappeared in World War I.

He came to another world.

This world is a modern world again.

He lost all his memories.

All he knew was that he had a grandfather.

And his parents are missing.

Although there are traces of dreams, there are no traces of the heart.

The crimson moon hung in the sky, like a jade disk stained red with blood, revealing a dim light, without stars, and the world was pitch black.

Wu Fan didn't know how long he had been running, he only felt that his clothes were soaked with sweat, his face was hot, obviously he was scratched when he ran, and his feet were no longer obedient, he gasped for breath, and his brain was blank.

However, Wu Fan couldn't stop, and once he stopped, he would be swallowed up by endless darkness and terror. He could only run towards the dim moonlight. For where there is light, is his only hope.

A roar came from behind Wu Fan, as if it was countless devils from hell. It was as if he were a myriad of ghosts from the abyss, and once he stopped, he would be torn apart by the devil and ghosts.

A sense of powerlessness gradually enveloped Wu Fan's whole body. The pace is getting slower. "Am I going to die here? Don't! I haven't been in a relationship yet! How can you die in such a hellish place! ”

Suddenly, Wu Fan saw a little glimmer of light, yes, it was light, not far ahead. Wu Fan dragged his already numb legs and ran slowly towards the light.

It was a hill, and at the top of the hill, there was a glimmer of light. Wu Fan vaguely saw a figure in the light. Who is it? Who will be there? That glimmer of light gave Wu Fan a little hope. Wu Fan ran slowly, step by step, as if he could be saved by running there.

Wu Fan was exhausted, and with his only hope, he slowly climbed up the hill.

"It's a little close, it's a little bit close! I'm going to hold on! ”

Wu Fan was about to reach the top of the hill, and suddenly, Wu Fan didn't know what he tripped over, and the darkness came behind him in a blink of an eye. Wu Fan saw a figure in the light, that person was wearing armor, carrying a sword, and his body was mighty and tall, like a god of war. However, no matter what, Wu Fan couldn't see that person's face clearly.

Wu Fan didn't give up, he stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the person under the light. Just when Wu Fan was about to be caught, endless darkness invaded and immediately swept Wu Fan, and Wu Fan fell into that endless darkness and was swallowed up in an instant.

"Is this the end of it? I hate it! It's just a little bit short......"

Jingle Bell ...... Jingle Bell ......

Wu Fan suddenly sat up from the bed. Cold sweat had already wet Wu Fan's pajamas. Wu Fan touched his face, and the scars were gone. But my back hurts, as if everything was real.

"Is this dream again?" Wu Fan doesn't know how many times he has had this dream, every time it is the same scene, the same plot, but every time it makes Wu Fan physically and mentally exhausted.

Wu Fan dragged his tired body and got out of bed listlessly. He stretched and pulled himself together. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, didn't eat breakfast, put on my schoolbag and went straight to school.

"Xiaofan, go home early after school!" A white-haired old man talked to Wu Fan while practicing Tai Chi.

"Got it! Grandfather. Wu Fan said listlessly.

Wu Fan's grandfather was wearing a white robe, white hair and white beard, if it was placed in ancient times, he really had the feeling of being a fairy.

Wu Fan walked to Longquan High School unconsciously, Wu Fan didn't like his school, because he was looked down upon in this school, often bullied, and basically had no friends.

"Wu Fan!" Just as he was about to step into the school gate, he suddenly heard someone calling him, and he pretended not to hear it, and walked forward with a quick pace.

"Wu Fan, stinky boy, where are you going!" Suddenly, several people ran up and blocked Wu Fan's way. The man at the head is called Huang Hu. He was a yellow-haired gangster, with a hedgehog head, tall and fat, wearing a vest and a tiger head tattooed on his arm.

", stinky boy, you pretended you didn't hear it, did you?" Several people took Wu Fan to the alley next to the school. Huang Hu grabbed Wu Fan's hair and lifted Wu Fan's weak body up.

"Brother Tiger, let me go! Don't dare next time! Wu Fan prayed.

"Humph!" Wu Fan was thrown to the ground by Huang Hu. "Boy, where's the protection fee today?"

The grass and mud horse galloped in Wu Fan's heart ten thousand times, if it weren't for my short stature, I wouldn't be afraid of you! Ask me every day for protection money, when I owe you? Wu Fan scolded secretly in his heart.

However, Wu Fan didn't dare to disobey Huang Hu, because if he disobeyed, he would definitely be beaten again. It is precisely because of Wu Fan's weakness that Huang Hu will come to Wu Fan three or four times.

Wu Fan touched his pocket, and suddenly found that it was empty. I was in such a hurry this morning that I didn't have a penny with me.

"Hurry the fuck! Brother Tiger, I'm going to play games! Huang Hu urged.

"Brother Tiger, ...... today I walked too quickly, and my body was ...... I didn't bring any money," Wu Fan said weakly.

"Damn, you want to lie to me! Search for me! Several people surrounded Wu Fan and began to search him. Wu Fan's pockets were all turned over. No money was found. Just when they were about to give up, they suddenly found a little light on Wu Fan's neck. Huang Hu pulled open the collar, and a silver pendant was revealed.

(End of chapter)