As he said that, Xue Qian looked at Tianlang with a light of expectation in her eyes. She was the daughter of the prince. She was a delicate daughter since she was a child. Now she has experienced sudden changes and knows how to escape. She escaped from the castle under the desperate escort of her mother and several marquises.
But for the past seven days, the blood clan has sent countless people to pursue it. It is okay during the day, but only those blood clans can act, but at night, countless blood slaves emerge everywhere, and even many blood bats fly around the sky. It is a great luck that she can hide for seven days.
There are more than twenty days left, and she really doesn't know how to escape. Now there is a Tianlang around her, and finally there is a person who discusses her, so she has to tell the burden in her heart.
When Tianlang heard this, his expression did not change at all, and he was not as frowning as Xue Qian. Tianlang, who was a killer, was best at hiding and escaping, not to mention that Xue Qian had a pendant given by his father, which could cover up the breath of his body. In this way, it would not be difficult to escape the pursuit of the blood clan.
Xue Qian looked at Tianlang with expectant face. Seeing Tianlang's eyes flashing continuously, he remained silent. As time passed by, Xue Qian's heart gradually sank, and the light of expectation in her wonderful eyes gradually dimmed, and she sighed:
This Tianlang is just a strong cultivation level. I am afraid that he may not be able to help him escape the pursuit.
But just as Xue Qian was about to be disappointed, Tianlang's calm voice came faintly: "Go back to the castle!"
"What?" Xue Qian's eyes suddenly opened wide, as if she couldn't believe her ears, and hurriedly said, "Master, what did you...what did you say? Go back to the castle? Isn't that equivalent to falling into the will of your own?"
Tianlang looked at Xue Qian calmly, his eyes full of calmness: "Don't worry, I'm not crazy. Since I accept you as a slave, I may not be able to help you kill the Blood Emperor, but I will help you escape the pursuit. I will go back with you. I will not put myself in the Jedi."
"But..." Xue Qian's eyes were still full of shock. She didn't understand why Tianlang wanted to find the castle, but an instant lightning slashed into Xue Qian's heart. Xue Qian's eyes suddenly appeared in fear, staring at Tianlang tightly, her eyes full of alert: "You... do you want to give me to the blood clan in exchange for benefits?"!"
Tianlang frowned immediately, but then he thought that Xue Qian's current situation was reasonable and he had such an association. He did not attack and said coldly: "I, Tianlang, don't want to do something lies. What I want is the four blood slaves that your father prepared for you!"
When Tianlang learned about Xue Qian's situation, although his murderous intention to Xue Qian was reduced, even if he did not kill Xue Qian, he could still let him go and die. But in the end he chose to accept Xue Qian. The most important reason for this was the four blood slaves.
That was a blood slave made by four Nascent Soul cultivators. How could Tianlang not be moved? He was burdened with blood hatred. His current cultivation level was only in the late stage of the Killing Pill. If you practice according to the rules, create infants and transform into gods, and continue step by step. When you can take revenge, you don’t know how long it will take.
He was unwilling to wait, and he wanted to do everything possible to quickly improve his strength. If he got those four blood slaves, it would be equivalent to getting four Nascent Souls. The process of his own infant formation can definitely be greatly promoted.
It is precisely because of this reason that Tianlang was willing to risk being chased by the blood clan and accept Xue Qian when his great revenge was gone.
Xue Qian made a vow to recognize the master as a blood clan, and Tianlang was her master. The two of them established a wonderful pity in their souls that was indescribable.
Tianlang's cold voice fell into Xue Qian's mind, and it suddenly felt like thunder roaring, causing Xue Qian's soul to tremble, her whole body tremble, and her face turned paler in an instant.
Xue Qian's eyes showed deep horror, she slowly lowered her head and said tremblingly: "Xue Qian said the wrong thing, sorry, master!"
There was even more bitterness in the trembling words. In order to survive, she gave her soul. Xue Qian now has no right to speak in front of Tianlang. Tianlang's words are iron orders to her. Now she can only rely on Tianlang. As the oath said, she is now a vassal of Tianlang.
Seeing Xue Qian's performance, Tianlang was also stunned. He did not expect that the vampire's oath would have such a harsh effect. He sighed inwardly and comforted:
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility, there will be no problem. Well, you can heal the wound first. Here, the blood clan cannot find it for the time being. If the injury is better, we will go to explore the castle."
Xue Qian said in a low voice, but sat there, but she didn't move for a long time and did not start healing. Tianlang frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong? Why not heal?"
Xue Qian bit her lower lip lightly, her face showed a look of embarrassment, and she whispered: "Master, I...I'm thirsty."
Tianlang's eyes flashed and a strange color appeared. He naturally knew that Xue Qian said that thirst was not thirst, but needed blood. He couldn't help but frown and said, "The people in that village are dead. Haven't you sucked enough blood yet?"
Xue Qian immediately curled her lips and showed a hint of grievance: "I have sucked blood, I have been running for the past few days, and I have never hunted. The people from that village came out to search for my blood clan and were inconvenient to go back to the castle to replenish it. They gathered together to hunt, and the blood had already been sucked away.
I had been thirsty for many days and couldn't bear it. After they all left, they were attracted by the blood, and came to that village and carefully absorbed the remaining blood in their bodies, but there was not much. Later... I met you later."
Tianlang was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly the embarrassing look when he first met Xue Qian.
I was angry at that time. As soon as I met, I took action. Later, I conquered Xue Qian, and Tianlang just regarded Xue Qian as a blood clan carrying blood feud.
But now, Tianlang suddenly realized that Xue Qian was actually a poor little girl. Before she had a sudden change, she might have lived a princess-like life. Over the past few days, the trajectory of life has changed and she has experienced all the bitterness and grievances.
Xue Qian's strength made Tianlang look sideways, but at this time she realized that this strength was powerless. His father's glory, blood feud, and the arrogance in his bones forced her to choose to be strong.
But if you peel off this strong appearance, what is Xue Qian's heart like?
I have been a killer since I was a child and have already adapted to loneliness and coldness, but how can Xue Qian's heart be the same as myself?
Tianlang suddenly realized that Xue Qian was able to face reality and do this step, even giving her soul. Such strength was much more difficult than herself.
Looking at Xue Qian's slightly pale, slightly haggard face and the aggrieved look in her eyes, Tianlang felt a little pity inexplicably, sighed inwardly, and asked in a low voice: "Do you blood clan have to suck human blood?"
Xue Qian shook her head and said, "It doesn't have to be human blood, as long as it is blood, it's fine, but the more spiritual the blood is, the better. If it's blood of a wild beast, I don't know how much it needs to suck to meet the requirements.
Because humans are very spiritual and numerous, many blood clans like to hunt human blood, which leads to humans thinking that our blood clans all suck human blood, and in fact, it is the same with the blood of other creatures."
Tianlang nodded, without saying a word, rose up, walked to the entrance of the cave, and said lightly: "You are waiting here, don't go out, I'll help you catch a few spirit beasts."
Xue Qian showed gratitude on her face and whispered to Tianlang's back: "Thank you, Master!"
Tianlang didn't say anything, and stepped on his feet, turned into a sword light and flew away in an instant, blending into the vast night. Xue Qian stared blankly at the direction where Tianlang disappeared, and her stunning face was full of complex expressions.
"Father, I think people are the main ones. Will you blame me? But I have no choice..." Turning to look at the beating fire in front of me, Xue Qian murmured to herself.
Half an hour later, the sound of breaking through the air came, and Xue Qian turned her head to look, but saw Tianlang appearing at the entrance of the cave.
With a casual wave, three cranes appeared in the cave. The feathers were white and soft, and they were full of spirituality. However, they were sealed by the sky wolf and all fell to the ground, motionless, and occasionally let out a cry of cranes.
Looking at the three-headed cranes, Xue Qian's eyes lit up and surprise flashed in her eyes: "Master, you are so powerful. These three-headed cranes are full of spirituality. Why can't I find them when I hunt?"
Tianlang said lightly: "It's nothing. I'll use a few Ganoderma lucidum as bait, which is just something I've attracted. Since you're thirsty, then hurry up."
Xue Qian nodded, took out a short dagger and an exquisite bowl from the storage ring, walked up to three cranes, gritted her teeth, and pressed the short dagger onto the long neck of a crane. With a slight force, she cut a small wound on the crane's neck.
The crane cried out with a writhing sound, and bright red flowed out of the wound. Xue Qian hurriedly moved the dagger away and took the blood bowl under the wound. She caught the blood left behind. She quickly filled the bowl. She reached out to touch the wound and magically stopped the bleeding.
Xue Qian picked up the blood bowl, drank it all in one go, and then took a bowl of blood from the other two cranes as usual, and drank it.
Three bowls of blood were in the mouth, and Xue Qian's pale face gradually turned red, making her look even more delicate and charming. Her tongue pursed her lips and licked off the remaining blood at the corner of her mouth, giving her a moving charm.
But Tianlang was unmoved at all. Seeing Xue Qian's complexion improve, he asked, "Is it enough?" Seeing Xue Qian nodding, Tianlang waved his hand and put away the three cranes.
Looking at the strange color on Xue Qian's face, Tianlang pointed to a leather storage bag on his waist and explained: "This storage bag can store living things. I will bring these three cranes to your blood suck."
Xue Qian immediately showed a hint of joy when she heard this: "That's great, I'll save you trouble in the future."
Tianlang nodded, but what he didn't say was that there was a sleepy little dragon in this storage bag. With the little dragon's spirituality, it would probably be possible to satisfy Xue Qian by putting a few drops of dragon blood, but Tianlang naturally wouldn't do this.
Due to various changes over the past few days, Tianlang has never released the little dragon. He swallowed a few fire spirits for the little dragon, and kept letting it sleep in the storage bag and absorb it.
After sleeping for nearly a month, Xiaolong's body has grown a lot, reaching nearly one meter in length, and the aura it emits is getting stronger and stronger. It can almost be compared with the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Although it has a necessary connection with the absorption of fire spirit, Tianlang still sighs every time he thinks of it:
The racial advantage of the dragon clan is really too strong. He has had such strength just a few months after he was born. It would be great if he could have such a cultivation speed.
With a sigh again, Tianlang looked at Xue Qian and found that Xue Qian had sat down cross-legged and started to heal her injuries. A stream of blood-colored air was lingering around her, slowly recuperating her body.
Seeing this, Tianlang stopped hesitating. He sat down opposite Xue Qian through the fire, closed his eyes and began to heal the wound. A ball of fire swayed brightly and darkly, illuminating the faces of the two people.