"What a familiar and unfamiliar face! Is it called Yang Hui?" Yang Shaodi, who was holding a yellowed photo in his hand, was speechless for a long time, with a round head and a big face, tiger-like eyes, and Yang Hui, who looked like the eldest brother, was definitely the descendant of the eldest brother.

"Maybe, maybe Hui is not dead yet! They seem to be looking for something, the Yang family's "Devouring"! Yes, that group of people seems to have been chasing us in order to get the Yang family's "Devouring"!" Zhang Xin wiped away the tears that kept dripping with his sleeves, and suddenly thought that Yang Hui had this sigh of drinking gaffe.

"What? "Devouring"?" Yang Shaodi's cold face had a hint of shock in it, could it be that they created "Devouring" by themselves? Or did they spend countless efforts on improving the "Devouring" they created?

I don't know who created the "Devouring", the Vatican's "Creation", and the mysteriously unearthed "Ultimate Body", these three strange books are the best in the world, and if you get one of them, you can soar to the sky and dominate the world. Yang Buqu suddenly said, could it be that the strange book "Devouring" belongs to the Yang family?

""Devouring has no handbook, the Yang family has passed it down in the form of memory, if they want to get "Devouring", they will definitely not kill Hui! Maybe Hui is still alive!" After Zhang Xin knew about Yang Shaodi's powerful power, he didn't dare to think or do anything, but all of them became active.

"Dafu, now go to Bai Xiaosheng with me, and the rest of us will have a good rest in the villa!" Yang Shaodi didn't want to stay in the villa for a moment, he had too many questions to answer at this time.

Bai Xiaosheng, who is known as a jack of all trades, will definitely be able to solve most of his answers, Yanjing Hospital is loaded with the blood of extraordinary powerhouses, the mysterious box that makes his blood core beat, the fault line in the martial arts, the mysterious True Immortal Gate, the broken genes of human beings, the principle of holy light, whether the second generation of Pope Jia is still alive in the world, and so on, if he can't understand these things well, he can't cultivate with peace of mind.

"It's Sijie who is back, this bastard, but he has made our family miserable, and now all the people of the twelve families have called to ask our family, asking what our family means, why there is such a powerful family in the blood clan and not reporting to the conference hall, and even the chairman of the council is furious! Why didn't you and your father be captured and burned to death by the Saint Seiya!" In front of a chic and atmospheric castle, a burly, blonde, blue-eyed middle-aged man suddenly saw Fu Sijie with a smile on his face, and suddenly scolded.

"Ha! it's Master Sku!" Fusjie, who was smiling all over his face, instantly became gloomy, and bowed politely slightly, and made a noble salute!

"Get out! go, follow me to the patriarch!" the middle-aged man grabbed Fu Sijie without saying a word and walked inside

"Bang!" Fusjie flipped his push, narrowly avoiding Fuscu's grasp.

"Bastard, forget your humility after a few days out, suppress me!" Forscu, who was at the peak of the baron, immediately exuded the coercion in his body, and the windless clothes whirred in the wind, and a strange and familiar aura suppressed Siscu to breathe, and his feet continued to bend downward like ten thousand pounds.

"When I come back this time, not only do I have important things to do with the patriarch, but also, I want you bastards to repay the blood debt, it is enough to bully me at ordinary times, and I even dare to bully my father, and my father, who was injured for the sake of the family, almost committed suicide because of your ridicule and oppression, kneel down for me!"

"Poof!" Fusjie's swift fist hit Fauscu's face hard, blood splattered, and Fauscu, whose nose was shattered, fainted directly to the ground, and many blood slaves who had gathered around him were talking with shocked faces.

"Who! How can a strange and noble bloodline be so familiar!"

"Well, this noble aura has never been encountered, not from the Twelve Families!

"Let's go, let's see, is it the so-called Yang family?"

In the castle, the top of the Foster family was discussing and planning something, their faces were full of chagrin, and when they felt the momentum of Fusjie, they all turned into black shadows and hurried towards the gate.

"Is that you?"

"I remember this kid, isn't he the son of a crippled Stephen, how did the bloodline become so weird and noble!"

"Could it be that the council leader helped him raise the level of the bloodline? impossible, this strange and noble bloodline is not even possessed by the council president!"

"Quiet!Fusjie!Come with me to the conference hall, and the rest of the people will disperse!" an old man with a white face knocked heavily on the purple scepter in his hand, he was wearing a shirt that was wide and did not show the lines of his body, the two corners of his shoulders were cut diagonally into a trapezoidal shape, and the triangular neckline showed off his specially trimmed beard! The dark purple cloak behind him made him look even more solemn and noble, this old man was John Caro, the ruler of the Foster family!

"Patriarch, this is what I know this day and night, don't you know, the strength of that adult is too terrifying, the scarab beetles have been beaten to smoke!" Fu Sijie, who was kneeling on one knee, said excitedly

"What do you think of this rising upstart!" Carlo half-squinted, the bloated and old body seemed to be desperately squeezing the potential of his body, so that his sitting body leaned forward slightly, and one or two to fine light occasionally flashed out of his dim eyes, if you treat Carlo as an old man with no strength just from his appearance, then you will definitely pay the price of your life, as long as the blood clan advances to the duke, you can have two completely different forms, non-combat and combat forms, the blood clan that can instantly become a combat form does not know that it has wings that can fly, and its own strength will be raised to the peak moment of life, all, don't judge the strength of the blood clan by your usual appearance。

"Haha! Opportunity! This is my Foster family's chance to rise, if we can control the Yang family and let them endlessly provide us with enough blood to support our transformation, then our Foster family can definitely easily rule the entire blood clan, and even the dark world" A pale old man chattered and laughed, his gaze scanned back and forth on Fu Sijie's body unscrupulously, then this naked gaze made Fu Sijie goosebumps all over his body!

"It's not realistic to control the Yang family to provide us with blood, why do you think the council leader and the other eleven family leaders will come to our Foster family tomorrow? Do you really think that they are working together to suppress and adjudicate the Yang family? They are afraid that we will eat alone, they must want to take advantage of it, our family's strength is the lowest, and the benefits we can get at that time are really small!" said another old man disdainfully, he didn't take the people of the world for fools.

"This emerging Yang family will definitely become everyone's fish tomorrow, only how to distribute the benefits when you see it, it's ridiculous that the Yang family still wants to form an alliance to occupy a little territory and interests from London, but it's really a sheep's mouth!"

"Fu Sijie, you did a good job this time, your father's injury still needs a huge amount of blood, tomorrow I will let the family distribute more blood to your father, but unfortunately your father's injury is too serious, unless you can get an extremely noble and powerful blood to completely squeeze out the holy light in his body, for the Yang family, what else have you not finished? If we can learn more about the Yang family, we may be able to heal your father's injury at that time!" Carlo waved at the dazed Faust Jie and walked away, signaling that there was nothing wrong with him!

"Well, patriarch, then I'll step down!" The respectful face of Fu Sijie was already furious in his heart, and he only allocated a little blood from the family blood bank to suppress his father's injuries, if it weren't for the fact that you saw my potential increase, wouldn't you even allocate the blood allocated monthly to your father? Father was injured for the sake of the family, you made our father and son feel cold so much, then don't blame me for not telling you the news that the Blood Ancestor is the Damned, maybe the Yang family is the ultimate belonging of the Blood Clan, the Foster family has been completely corrupted, and those high-end existences have become real vampires, hum! Then don't blame me for being unkind and unjust! )