But does Xiao Yan dare to say this? I dare not. Since I don’t dare, Xiao Yan had to cooperate with me, and don’t mention the depression in his heart - you, Zhan, open your eyes and tell lies, I have to nod to admit that what you said is true...

It is said that women in love are stupid. Sure enough, looking at their lover nodded and admitting, Qinglin's heart was like a flower blooming in March, feeling that the whole world was clear, and the little resentment towards Old Zhan completely disappeared, leaving only gratitude.

Old Zhan was obviously a little proud, and glanced at Xiao Yan with his eyes, meaning that you are still tender, and then looked at Qinglin deeply, suddenly became serious and said, "Miss Qinglin, I have to force you to do this. You are the saint of the demon clan. For the future of this kid, I have to do this..."

When Qinglin heard that it was related to Xiao Yan's future, he suddenly became nervous.

"Xiao Yan has great skills in the world to practice. If this skill is accomplished, it can help Xiao Yan reach the top of the Doudi. This magic skill must have the bloodlines of human, demon and demon clans to be able to be practiced. Now Xiao Yan already has the bloodlines of human, demon clans, and the bloodlines of demon clans are still lacking."

"Ah? You need a martial art with three tribes of blood? It must be the top martial arts in the Doudi Continent, right?" Qinglin couldn't help but ask.

"Well...this is true."

The strict requirements for advancing to the Eight-Spirit Heavenly Jue cannot be explained clearly in one sentence. Moreover, Qinglin just arrived at the Doudi Continent and did not know what the Three Strange Things are. It would be useless to say it, so Mr. Zhan did not explain Qinglin in detail.

"But, what does this have to do with me being the saint of the demon clan?" Qinglin continued to ask, she vaguely felt that everything that happened before must have a lot to do with the bloodline of the demon clan.

"The prerequisite for the smelting of the demon clan's blood is to obtain the virgin blood of the demon clan's saint."

After Old Zhan said that two blush immediately appeared on Qinglin's face.

Seeing Qinglin's shyness, Old Zhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "When the saint was still on the top of the tower, I heard you call Xiao Yan's name more than once, which shows that you are deeply in love with him, so I dared to make such arrangements and let you lovers finally get married."

In Old Zhan’s words, it means the beauty of adulthood.

Qinglin was both ashamed and happy after hearing this. What was ashamed that he missed Xiao Yan because of loneliness was told by Mr. Zhan in front of Xiao Yan, and his little face immediately became hot; what was so happy was that he could become a great help for Xiao Yan to melt the bloodline of the demon clan.

Xiao Yan was a little relieved, a little annoyed, and a little confused. What he was relieved was that what he needed to melt the blood of the demon clan was the virgin blood of the saint. Old Zhan made such arrangements, which was indeed his reason. Old Zhan knew that Old Zhan knew that the saint was Qinglin, but he didn't tell him in advance, and actually used the means to make him confused and gave Qinglin a slut. What was confused was why the blood of the demon clan had not yet reacted at all.

"But why don't I feel anything about my bloodline?" Xiao Yan couldn't help asking, he was worried if something happened halfway through.

"Getting the virgin blood of the saint of the demon clan is only a prerequisite, but the most important thing is that the saint of the demon clan must voluntarily force out three drops of the saint of the body and merge into the other person's body to activate the bloodline of the demon clan."

Mr. Zhan solved Xiao Yan's confusion.

"So that's the case."

Xiao Yan was so excited that he thought that he would soon have the bloodline of the demon clan and could swallow the spirit seal, and the Baji Heavenly Jue would also be able to advance. He couldn't help but feel a little excited. His eyes were filled with gratitude when he looked at Old Zhan.

Along the way, Mr. Zhan has put in a lot of energy for his growth. Although this action made him feel a little unhappy, Xiao Yan knew better than anyone else that Mr. Zhan really considered himself for himself. If he did not confuse himself, no matter how well he had towards Qinglin, he would not be able to do anything to Qinglin when he was awake. Chapter 88 Smelting the bloodline of the demon clan (4)

"The little brat finally understands how good I treat him." Old Zhan sensed Xiao Yan's complicated eyes and felt a little relieved.

Qinglin stood beside him, listening to the two men saying "virginity blood" on the left and "virginity blood" on the right, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Will Qinglin suffer any harm from giving holy blood? Otherwise, I would rather not." Although Xiao Yan was excited, he was still very calm. Qinglin is now his own woman. If he gave holy blood, he would suffer great harm, and it would be better if the demon clan's bloodline was not needed.

Old Zhan did not respond immediately, but Qinglin was already very moved. His man would rather give up the practice of top-level martial arts than be hurt. This pity and love are worth it even if he gives everything for him.

"I would also like to ask Mr. Zhan to express his method of giving holy blood. Qinglin is willing to give everything to Xiao Yan." Qinglin took a step forward, pulled Xiao Yan's arm tightly, and said softly, with unquestionable firmness in his tone.

"No, you have to listen to Mr. Zhan before you can decide." Xiao Yan's smile slightly constrained and his eyes were fixed on Mr. Zhan.

"Well, it's not bad. My husband has love and I am more interested than Jin. I have not made a wrong match, haha." Seeing Xiao Yan and Qing Lin and the other two cared for each other from the bottom of their hearts, Old Zhan was very pleased. Look at Qing Lin and Xiao Yan, and said, "Boy, don't be so nervous. Your saint's wife will not be hurt. There are a total of seven drops of demon saint blood in the body of the demon saint. It is inherited from ancient bloodlines and has mysterious power. Take three drops, and the number is only half. The saint will only be weak for a period of time, and will slowly recover afterwards."

"Boy, remember, no matter what happens in the future, you must protect Qinglin well. Don't let Qinglin down, otherwise I will be the first to destroy you!" Old Zhan solemnly reminded Xiao Yan.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhan, Qinglin is my woman. Even if I try my best, I will definitely protect her." Xiao Yan saw that Mr. Zhan was so serious and answered very seriously.

"No need to delay, let's start now." Qinglin was very happy for Xiao Yan's answer, and wanted to fulfill his wish for his lover as soon as possible.

"Well, just force out the holy blood as I said." Old Zhan stretched out his finger from the air, and a little blue scale on his forehead, and a mental method was taught.

"Kid sit cross-legged." Old Zhan turned to Xiao Yan and said, Xiao Yan sat down immediately as he said, adjusting his breathing and waiting.

The green scales' delicate body shook slightly, and after the demon clan's holy power was rotated for three times according to the heart method, seven drops of blue blood immediately appeared in the dantian.

Qinglin circulates Dou Qi, and three drops of crystal clear blood of the demon clan were forced out, stuck to Qinglin's slender hands, emitting a strong aura, causing the surrounding airflow to tremble violently.

What a terrifying demon clan's holy blood, containing the power of heaven and earth, Xiao Yan couldn't help but be shocked.

Qinglin jade hand tapped, imprinted the blood on Xiao Yan's forehead, muttering something in his mouth, and the blood penetrated in without any trace, which was very magical.

This point seemed very simple, but after Qinglin let go, he sprayed three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and blood was leaking from his mouth and nose, and his face was pale and colorless, which seemed to be very consumed.

"Qingscales."

Xiao Yan didn't expect that the Qinglin would suffer such great damage if it lost three drops of holy blood. He was so heartbroken that he was about to get up to help Qinglin.
Chapter completed!