Chapter 152 Meeting the National Teacher (1)

The little blood clan opened his mouth shyly, and hurriedly added a sentence after he finished speaking.

"But you have to give me two drops of your blood."

When Ji Fengyan looked at the serious bargaining snacks, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Just this little doll's brain, presumably in the hands of others, it has been eaten long ago, not even bones left.

She seemed to understand a little bit why the powerful blood race would be wiped out.

Just this foodie attribute and worrying IQ... It's hard not to exterminate the family.

"As long as you can find it, let alone two drops, it's fine to double it." Ji Fengyan said cheerfully.

The little blood race's eyes gleamed, looking salivating.

Ji Fengyan brought the little blood racer to the room where Liuhuo lived before. When he picked up Liuhuo, he had nothing on him except a tattered pair of clothes. All his things were bought by Ji Fengyan. He promised He left in a hurry and didn't take anything with him before he left.

The tidy room was spotless, even though Ji Fengyan hadn't ordered it, Ling He and the others would clean the room every day.

"This is the place where he used to live, look for it." Ji Fengyan said.

The little blood race stood at the entrance of the room with short legs, tilted his head up and sniffed hard.

There was no unusual smell in the room, so he climbed onto the bed again, felt around, and sniffed. Seeing Ji Fengyan's small body sniffing around on the quilt, Ji Fengyan almost couldn't laugh out loud.

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

"No, I didn't smell the scent of my fellow clan." The little blood clan stood in front of Ji Fengyan mournfully, and said sadly.

Ji Fengyan's mind turned quickly, remembering that after Liuhuo left, Ling He and the others cleaned the room every day, and washed the bed and clothes worn before Liuhuo. At this moment... Ji Fengyan is also depressed... …

If she had known that she could find such a little guy, she wouldn't let Ling He and the others clean the room.

This time it was good, the aura that belonged to the fire had all disappeared.

Ji Fengyan felt very congested, but the little vampire at the side slowly got off the bed, walked slowly to Ji Fengyan's side, and tugged at the hem of Ji Fengyan's clothes.

"Well... if there is nothing, I can't find him... we can only find the same family by smell." The expression of the little blood race was a little sad. I don't know if it was because of the missing kindred, or because of the inability to complete Ji Fengyan's task. Disappointed at not being able to get delicious blood.

"If he was in the same city as you, would you be able to feel his scent?" Ji Fengyan asked again.

The little blood race thought for a while before he said uncertainly: "If the distance is not too far, maybe it's okay."

Ji Fengyan immediately had an idea. After discussing with the little blood clan, she decided to temporarily raise this snack, and let Yang Jian take him for a walk in Jicheng every day to see if he could find any traces of Liuhuo.

On the other hand, Ling He had already prepared the gift, and Ji Fengyan took it away early the next morning, and walked with Ling He to the mansion where the national teacher temporarily lived...

Xinglou has lived in Jicheng for some time, at least several months, but he has always lived in seclusion, and even Lei Xu, the lord of Jicheng at that time, couldn't hug his thigh.

Perhaps because of his preference for cleanliness, the place where Xinglou lives is relatively remote compared to Jicheng, and few people come and go.