Chapter 149

"Jijiji!!" The little bat was frightened by the pull of that force, whining and fluttering wings, but could not resist the strong pull.

But in a flash, the little bat, who had just escaped to a short distance, was dragged to the front of the monsoon smoke by the silver light. The struggle along the way made the little bat gasp for breath. When he was carried to his hand by the monsoon smoke, he was already tired, hanging upside down and shaking in the middle of the air. A pair of wings held him tightly, only showing a pair of frightened eyes Eyes, looking at the smiling face of monsoon smoke in panic.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Zuo Nuo looked at the little bat pulled back by the monsoon smoke. He didn't know why. Suddenly he felt a little sympathy for the poor little guy.

The monsoon smoke didn't rush to respond, just squinting and getting close to the fluffy little guy.

Bats are not very popular naturally, but this one in the hand of monsoon smoke is rather delicate, with a circle of gray hair around its neck and a small face surrounded by fluffy, only the red eyes are extremely striking.

"Ow!" Wheezing dog came all the way and looked at the bat on the hand of monsoon smoke. Suddenly, his eyes were shining and he cried. He jumped up directly. He was going to eat with a big mouth open.

As soon as the little bat saw the bloody mouth close by, he was stunned before he could breathe

Monsoon smoke slaps away the stupid face of the dog and shakes the frightened bat twice, with some expression Depressed.

"This! No eating! " The monsoon smoke stared at the dog, warning the little bat.

The two front claws of the howling dog cover his beaten nose. He looks at the monsoon smoke sadly and makes a whine.

The monsoon smoke was speechless and shook the little bat twice. Seeing that he had no sign of waking up, he had to put it temporarily in Yang Jian's back basket.

"Miss, what are you doing with that little blood clan?" Asked Jono, a little cramped.

Monsoon flue: "it's fun to watch. I haven't heard of any blood race. It sounds interesting. Tell me about it."

Zuo Nuo nodded and told the legend of blood clan to monsoon smoke.

Blood tribe, as an ancient race, once had a great influence. They were born beautiful and lived on blood. They could transform into bats with infinite power. At first, when blood tribe appeared in front of people, people all feared their strength and beauty, but Although the blood clan is powerful, they hesitate their special fertility, resulting in their number has been difficult to increase, and I don't know where the news comes from, saying that the blood clan's eyes are the source of their strength, and for magicians, they are also the most supreme magic medium.

A massacre against the blood clan started. Many blood clans were wiped out and their eyes were dug out, which became the medium to decorate the magic weapons of magicians. With the coming of that catastrophe, the blood clan completely withdrew from the world stage.

Thousands of years later, no one has ever found the trace of blood group. For people, the blood group has already become an extinct group in the legend.

As Zuo Nuo said, he carefully observed the reaction of the monsoon smoke. He was afraid that the monsoon smoke would also be affected by the rumors, so he really dug the little bat's eyes.