Chapter 152

The little blood clan began to wriggle. After that, he was busy making up a sentence.

"But you will give me two drops of your blood."

Monsoon smoke looked at a serious bargain snacks, suddenly some can't cry or laugh.

The baby's brain is in someone else's hands. It has been eaten for a long time and there is no bone residue left.

She seemed to understand why the powerful blood clan would be destroyed.

This is the nature of food and worrying intelligence It's hard not to kill people.

"As long as you can find it, don't say two drops. It's OK to double it." The monsoon smoke is so cool.

The eyes of the little blood clan are sparkling and salivating.

The monsoon smoke took the little blood clan to the room where he lived before the Liuhuo. When he found the Liuhuo, he had nothing but a ragged pair. All his things were bought by the monsoon smoke. He may have left in a hurry, but he didn't take anything before he left.

The clean room is spotless. Even though the monsoon smoke hasn't been ordered, Linghe will clean the room by the way every day.

"Here, where he used to live, look for it." Monsoon flue.

The little blood clan stood at the entrance of the room with short legs, and leaned back to smell it.

There was no abnormal smell in the room. He crawled to the bed and felt around. He sniffed. His small body was sniffing around on the quilt. He almost didn't laugh when he saw the monsoon smoke.

After grinding in the room for a long time, the face of the little blood clan collapsed.

"No, I didn't smell my family." The small blood clan stands in front of the monsoon smoke plaintively.

Monsoon smoke's brain quickly turned, thinking that after Liuhuo left, Linghe they cleaned their room every day, and cleaned the bed and clothes before Liuhuo. Now The monsoon smoke is depressed

Knowing that she could find such a little guy, she wouldn't let Ling He and them clean the room.

This pour good, belong to the breath of the fire all disappeared.

Monsoon smoke felt his heart was blocked. The little blood group on one side slowly climbed down from the bed, walked to the side of monsoon smoke, and pulled the corner of Raji smoke.

"That If there is nothing, I can't find him We can only rely on smell to find the same race. " The expression of the little blood clan is a little sad. I don't know whether it's for the same clan that can't be found, or for the task of monsoon smoke that can't be completed, or for the delicious blood.

"If he is in a city with you, can you feel his smell?" The monsoon smoke asked again.

After thinking about it, the little blood clan was not sure: "if the distance is not too far, maybe it's OK."

Monsoon smoke immediately had an idea. After discussing with the little blood group, she decided to raise the snack temporarily and let Yang Jian walk around in Jicheng every day to see if she could find the trace of Liuhuo.

On the other hand, Ling he has already prepared the gift. In the morning of the second day of the monsoon smoke, he left with Ling He and went to the residence where the National Teacher temporarily lived

Star Tower has lived in Jicheng for a few days, at least for several months, but he has always been living in seclusion, that is, Lei Xu, the then leader of Jicheng City, failed to hold his thigh.

Perhaps because of his love of purity, the place where Star Tower lives is relatively remote in terms of Jicheng, and few people come and go.