"Inside the Blood Clan?" Shi Feixia was stunned.

Only then did Wang Xiaoming remember that he seemed to have forgotten to announce this matter. He hurriedly showed his two sharp teeth and smiled at him and said, "Well, I am a blood clan."

Shi Feixia thought for a while and asked cautiously: "How many generations are there?"

Wang Xiaoming honestly answered: "Second generation."

Shi Feixia nodded with relief and said, "I will call you Uncle Jin from now on."

"..." Jin Quan said to Wang Xiaoming as there were mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, "Let's talk privately."

Barr snorted coldly again, "I said it, no!"

Wang Xiaoming pulled his sleeve and said, "It's okay. I am the second generation of the blood clan, and I have an obligation to solve his troubles."

Jin: "..." Tolerize! He has to hold it back! As long as he endures for a while and explains it clearly, he can endure it.

...

Two bats flew to the fifty floors and recovered their human body.

As soon as Jin landed, two fangs appeared, and said with a smile: "Do you know why the number of second generations is so small, and you only have two?" Without waiting for his answer, he continued in a cold voice, "Because the others have been destroyed."

Wang Xiaoming looked at him and said for a long time: "Oh."

Kim said again: "Do you know who destroyed it?"

Wang Xiaoming waited for him to tell the answer himself.

Sure enough, Jin continued: "It's the third generation of the blood clan."

Air condensation.

Jin looked at him with a cold chill.

"oh."

Seeing that Wang Xiaoming's face was not changing, Jin couldn't help but said angrily: "Do you have nothing else to say?"

Wang Xiaoming pondered for a while, frowned and said, "Next time I meet Lord Cain, I will mention it to him about the education issue of the blood clan's respect for the elderly and love for the young."
Chapter completed!