Chapter 150: Clan (3)

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Of course...
When the monsoon smoke heard all this, the brow suddenly wrinkled. She remembered what had been said at the time of the fire, and suddenly understood everything.
This is why the fire does not dare to reveal its identity...
With this idea, the monsoon smoke decided to go back and ask the timid little bat.
Looking at the sky early, Zuo Nuo took the monsoon smoke and other people in the mountains for a while, picked a few high-quality wood, cut a few pieces and Yang Lan personally smashed back.
When I returned to the city, it was already the moonlight. After the monsoon smoke stored the wood, I was not in a hurry to create a new body for Yang Jian. This time she would be more cautious and need to deal with the wood in the early stage. .
Feeding the sorrowful roaring dog, the monsoon smoke was locked in a small cage, and the groggy little bat was brought to his room.
The little bat was already awake, but the fear made it tremble with fear, wrapped his furry body with small wings, and shrank in the corner of the cage, only showing the tearful eyes watching the monsoon smoke.
Bai Ze was curious about the little bats and watched it for a while through the cage. Even if Bai Ze was small, it was also a "big thing" for the little bats. The little bats watched by Bai Ze were fainted again. Can only take a smile, can not take a shot of Bai Ze's head, let it go to the side for a while.
Subsequently, the monsoon smoke opened the small iron gate of the cage, a little back, and supported the chin and looked at the small bat that was scared in the cage.
"Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you." The monsoon smoked and looked at the little bat.
The little bat was nervously watching the monsoon smoke, and a pair of red eyes filled with uneasiness.
The monsoon smoke looked at the little bats who didn't dare to move, and the mouth suddenly raised a smile. She took out the dagger at the waist and gently opened a hole on the fingertips.
The bright red blood droplets condensed into the rounded blood beads at the fingertips of the monsoon smoke, and the smell fluttered along the blood beads into the nose of the little bat.
The eyes of the little bat suddenly lit up, and the subconscious mind wanted to step forward, but it seemed to be shrinking and shrinking.
"Don't eat? It's delicious." The monsoon smoked the air and tempted the little bat. The blood of the fingertips swayed with her fingers, and the blood gas spread more intensely.
The little bat touched his stomach with small claws, and was scared by the afternoon. It was really hungry.
and……
The smell of this blood, smelling it, really tempting...
The little bat hesitated to look at the monsoon smoke. Seeing that the monsoon smoke did not really hurt it, it slowly crawled out of the cage and the furry body moved to the hand of the monsoon smoke at a slow speed. Looking at the blood beads on the fingers of the monsoon smoke, it was a little nervous and looked up at the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke nodded slightly toward it. The little guy stretched out two small claws, holding the finger of the monsoon smoke, stretching the tender pink tongue and licking it.
Blood gas into the throat, the fragrance made the little bat intoxicated and narrowed his eyes.
However, just as it was prepared to continue to enjoy this superb cuisine, the monsoon smoked and said: " Eat more, grow up, your eyes will become bigger."
The little bat, which was originally full of intoxication, after hearing the words of the monsoon smoke, the whole bat was smashed, and the claws of the monsoon smoke fingers shivered, and the red eyes were filled with despair...