"Ahem...how could my mother like such a bitter thing?" Long Ao finally came to his senses and said unconvinced.
In his opinion, Long Qi's artificial look was definitely a poor imitation of his mother, but unfortunately, the imitation was not good-looking at all.
"You've never drunk it, how do you know your mother doesn't like it?" Long Qi was never afraid that such words would hurt the child in front of him who had never even seen his mother.
"If I hadn't been entrusted by your mother, I wouldn't have cared about you, a brat who doesn't know anything."
Speaking of this, Long Ao also lost his temper, "You also said that you were entrusted by my mother. If you want to help me, why do you want me to give my blood to that evil person Feng Luo to drink?"
"Did Long Shi tell you?" Long Qi raised his eyes and asked.
"Of course, he can't wait to use my blood to save the female. Tell me, is this your idea again?"
"Yes." Long Qi responded readily.
"What on earth are you thinking?" Long Ao wanted to hit someone.
"You don't know the situation at that time. I heard that you killed Long Gu and Feng Luo fainted on the spot. Although you gathered some of your own people during this period, most of the elders in the tribe still turned towards Feng Luo.
After all, they have all benefited from Feng Luo, and everyone begs the clan leader to punish you severely."
Long Qi paused and then said: "Of course I can't just watch something like this happen, so I made this suggestion. I am a great witch, and no one in my clan can object to what I say, and your father didn't want to punish you severely.
, it happened to be downhill."
Seeing Long Qi's triumphant words, Long Ao suddenly asked: "Have you not received any benefits from Feng Luo?"
"The benefits brought to my door should not be wasted. However," Long Qi said, "No matter how much she gave me, it would not be as much as what your mother gave me."
Long Ao felt strange when he heard this, and asked what he had suspected for a long time: "Did you like my mother back then?"
Long Qi was startled and the tea bowl in his hand was knocked over: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can you blaspheme your mother?"
"Everyone likes her, isn't that a good thing? What's blasphemous?" Long Ao stared at Long Qi, watching his face turn from white to red, then to black.
"Ahem, of course, who didn't like the goddess at that time!" Long Qi was somewhat glad that his little secret had not been discovered, and he quickly covered it up with words.
Long Ao smiled softly and already had the answer in his heart.
"I won't let Feng Luo drink blood. You have forgotten that last time you told me that Feng Luo killed my mother."
"She's not really waiting for you to get blood to save her life. If you don't give her blood to drink, she will wake up in two days."
"But you still have to show off." Long Ao helped Long Qi continue.
"Of course, I have already thought it out for you. Adding rejuvenation grass to the chicken blood will make the chicken blood taste the same as dragon blood."
"Why bother, I have a better way." Long Ao said.
"You, what can you do?" Long Qi looked suspicious.
"There is no need for Great Witch Long Qi to worry about this. The Great Wizard only needs to remember to send someone to me every day to get a bowl of blood."
After Long Ao finished speaking, he stood up and returned to his residence.
Eleven and Seventeen's group had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. When they saw Long Ao, they all came forward and said, "Young Master, are you okay?"
Long Ao waved to them and then returned to his house.
It can be said that Long Ao gained a lot from this trip to the Leopard Mountain Tribe.
Not only did I meet the orcs from the Hu family, but I also got a lot of things from them.
Long Ao put all the things he had brought back on the table, took out a candy and put it in his mouth, then walked to the corner and opened a stone box placed there.
The box is very big and was originally where Long Ao kept his clothes.
But now all the clothes were taken out, and there was an unconscious orc lying inside.
It's Feng Luo's youngest son Long Xing.
When Long Ao just arrived at the tribe and came back to wash up, Long Xing sneaked in and tried to kill Long Ao with a knife.
It's a pity that he is no match for Long Ao now.
A transformed orc is more than ten times more powerful than a non-transformed orc.
So when Long Xing rushed out of the darkness and ran towards Long Ao, Long Ao didn't even look back. He only kicked Long Xing backwards and knocked Long Xing against the stone wall, causing him to fall unconscious.
Just now he told Long Qi not to bother, but he had already made up his mind to give Feng Luo a drink of Long Xing's blood.
Anyway, Long Xing is Feng Luo's biological son, so he should still show his filial piety.
Long Ao slit Long Xing's wrist, collected half of the blood in a stone bowl, and then took out the hookworm powder.
As soon as he took out the hookworm powder, Long Ao saw a few flying insects landing on it.
She quickly poured a little powder into the blood and collected the rest.
Soon, those few flying insects that seemed to have lost their souls flew away.
Hu Ling'er told him that this kind of medicinal powder will attract a lot of bugs when placed outside, so he must put it away. However, if the medicinal powder is stained with water or blood, the smell will be covered up and the bugs will not be attracted temporarily.
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Long Ao mixed the blood mixed with medicinal powder evenly, and asked the eleventh end to be given to Long Qi, and then asked the fourteenth to go out to deliver a message to Long Shi, and spread the news: "These days, young master Long Ao is inconvenient because he has to bleed his maid.
, Therefore, if you don’t see guests or take charge of things, if you have anything to do, just go to Young Master Long Qing.”
For a time, both the old and new members of the tribe knew about Long Ao serving his mother with blood. Those who originally wanted to sue him in front of Long Shi had no place to find a breakthrough, and those who wanted to assassinate him even touched the human figure.
Less than.
Just like that, all the arrangements Feng Luo had made before he fell into coma came to nothing.
…
Feng Luo was indeed in a coma.
But I only fainted for one night and woke up the next day.
When Feng Luo woke up, she immediately remembered the murder of Long Gu.
She felt sorry for her son, hated Long Ao, and felt that this was a rare opportunity to bring down Long Ao.
In order to make her voice in the attack on Long Ao famous, she endured hunger and thirst and lay in bed for three more days without moving.
When the first bowl of blood was delivered and the little girl helped her drink it, Feng Luo finally woke up.
Feng Luo opened her eyes and licked the last drop of blood from her mouth with her tongue.
The taste of blood is fishy and sweet, and the texture is not very good, but Feng Luo thinks it is the most delicious thing in the world.
This is the blood of a warm son.
What's the use of the Goddess Warmth being so arrogant, what's the use of her contribution to the tribe, and what's the use of trying to please Long Shi!
Who asked her to die so early!
Now her son has to obediently donate blood for himself to drink!
However, just drinking the blood did not satisfy Feng Luo. Feng Luo licked her lips again. She also wanted to eat Long Ao's flesh and eat all his bones. Only in this way could she avenge Long Gu.
