After Signing in for Fifty Years, I Became a Blood Clan Boss

　　We must break through the Ten Wings as soon as possible!

　　Before that, no matter what tricks the Revnor clan played, they had to deal with it perfectly.

　　All in all, two words: Forbearance!

　　When there is no other choice, Fang Qingyan will take Elizabeth away to the end of the world.

　　His current range of space superpowers has reached [-] kilometers!

　　Within a hundred miles, a thought will come.

　　If he really wanted to run, he wouldn't be able to catch up with Adolf's eight legs.

　　……

　　"System, I want to sign in!"

　　"Ding! Signing in successfully, congratulations to the host for getting: Prince's blood essence x1."

　　A drop of shining blood of the prince appeared in his hand.

　　Fang Qingyan's mouth curled slightly.

　　Sure enough, after breaking through to the duke, the probability of signing in to get the prince's blood has also increased a lot.

　　Fang Qingyan did not lift the lid of the coffin, but teleported into it, lay down and took the prince's blood.

　　The familiar meditation practice began.

　　Like Duke William, Duke Bruch, and Duke Adolf, it took tens of thousands of years to break through from eight wings to ten wings.

　　It is pure water grinding time, accumulated little by little over a long period of time, and slowly polished the blood.

　　However, Fang Qingyan continued to obtain the prince's blood.

　　Every drop of the prince's blood can be worth thousands of years of hard work!

　　Once known, Adolf and the others would definitely be jealous and go crazy with envy.

　　Therefore, until the world is invincible, Fang Qingyan must not reveal his true identity.

　　……

　　The master bedroom.

　　Elizabeth's beautiful eyes were red and swollen, but her face was full of a happy smile. She knelt on the edge of the coffin and looked at her father.

　　"Elizabeth, I have something to tell you."

　　Marquis Morpheus looked at her deeply.

　　"You said, I'm listening."

　　Elizabeth still smiles, her father is still alive, and her nervousness, despair, helplessness, fear... are all swept away these days.

　　"I'm useless."

　　Marquis Morpheus said solemnly, "Without the six holy wings, I no longer have the qualifications and ability to continue to serve as the head of the Cape clan."

　　Elizabeth frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't think about it, you will get better soon. And even if you lose your strength, you will always be the head of the family. Everyone agrees with this, and everyone will respect you as before. ."

　　"Ah~"

　　Hearing such innocent words coming out of his daughter's mouth, Morpheus could not help but sigh.

　　In a world where strength is respected, losing strength means losing dignity.Elizabeth has not really understood the cruelty of this world.

　　"Elizabeth, remember my words!"

　　Morpheus suddenly looked serious, "In this world, no one can be your eternal support, relying on the sky, relying on the ground, relying on your parents, all of which are unreliable. The only reliable ones are your own hard fists and strong will. !"

　　As he spoke, he suddenly became excited, his dry hands clasped his daughter's arm tightly, his eyes were terrifying, and his voice was hurried: "Remember! Identity and status are acquired by strength, without strength, you will be trampled, ravaged, Bullying, insulting...get it?!"

　　Fear rose in Elizabeth's heart, and tears rolled in her beautiful eyes. She didn't know why her father, who had always been gentle and loving to her, suddenly became so serious...and terrifying.

　　Her arm was pinched and hurt, and her beautiful little face showed aggrieved look: "Father, I know..."

　　Marquis Morpheus came back to his senses and quickly let go: "I'm sorry, Elizabeth, I was just... too excited."

　　Elizabeth shook her head, her red lips pursed lightly, and a frustrated look appeared in her water blue eyes:

　　"Father, I'm not stupid, I know you want to hand over the position of the head of the family to me. But I really can't do it, I... I can't do anything, I can't do anything!"

　　She remembered today.

　　When Arnold and his party bullied the door, their panic, panic, fear, and helplessness made them feel like a waste!

　　Others can fight anyway, and fight the enemy desperately.

　　She can't even fight!

　　"I can't be like your father, who is decisive in killing and not chaotic in the face of danger. You can shoulder the burden of the family and carry the hope of the clan... I can't."

　　Elizabeth's expression darkened.

　　The other heirs have lived for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, before they have been trained to become qualified patriarchs.

　　But...she's only in her twenties!

　　"It's okay, take your time."

　　Morpheus smiled, comforting his daughter.

　　His eyes flickered slightly, not knowing what was in his mind.

　　……

　　The Revnor Clan, the forbidden area of ​​the underground palace.

　　In a huge and resplendent secret room.

　　"Old Ancestor, what should we do? Do we continue to follow the original plan and attack the Cape clan? Or change the target?"

　　Angus knelt down on one knee, stared at the ancient coffin in front, and asked.

　　From the coffin came the voice of Adolf—

　　"We still have a chance to change the plan in no hurry."

　　"Duke William will definitely find a way to save Morpheus when he leaves the border. The power of thunder I planted on him is very difficult to entangle. Even if it is successfully removed, it will take a huge amount of Duke-level blood essence to save Morpheus's life. ."

　　Angus' eyes lit up: "The meaning of the ancestors is..."

　　"If he is really willing to waste blood essence, he must be in a very weak stage now, and his strength is not as strong as the seventh floor of the heyday. I have full confidence to kill him!"

　　A loud bang.

　　The coffin lid flew up and hit the ground hard.

　　Adolf, whose breath was extremely terrifying, slowly flew up, like a demon god descending into the world.

　　His old and wrinkled face showed no mood swings, and his voice was cold: "I'll go to the Cape Clan in person to test his state. If he doesn't fall into a weak period, I'll come back and change to another soft persimmon. Well...after all, this old guy William is not easy to mess with."

　　crackling-

　　Suddenly, Adolf turned into a red-white thunder and disappeared in the secret room in an instant.

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Chapter 63

　　Marquis Castle, room on the second floor.

　　in the coffin.

　　Boom, boom, boom...

　　There were bursts of low and abnormal noises, one after another, without stopping.

　　This is the sound of blood rushing in the body. After every drop of blood is dissolved, it can fill a small pond.

　　This is the Duke of Eight Wings!

　　"Whoo~"

　　Fang Qingyan opened his eyes, the power of qi and blood in his body gradually subsided, calming down.

　　After refining a drop of the prince's blood.

　　The power of qi and blood has grown a lot, but it is still a long way from the level of Ten Wings.

　　He roughly estimated that he would need at least a few dozen drops of the prince's blood to rush to Ten Wings in one go.

　　And considering the cost of failure to advance, Fang Qingyan decided to reserve more, and he would never try it lightly without full confidence.

　　crunch--

　　He pushed open the coffin lid and came out.

　　He stood in front of the window, bathed in the sun, and looked at the bright sky outside.

　　Suddenly a movement was heard.

　　Someone ran up the stairs with a slap on the ground, seemingly impatient.

　　boom!

　　Elizabeth slammed the door open, with six or seven large and small packages hanging on her body, drowning her whole body directly, looking funny and cute.

　　After seeing Fang Qingyan, she breathed a sigh of relief and put down a lot of things.

　　"Your Highness Princess, you are..."

　　Fang Qingyan's eyes widened, "Why?"

　　"No time to explain."

　　Elizabeth quickly walked to Fang Qingyan's side, grabbed his sleeve, and said with a serious expression on her pretty face, "Let's go."

　　Fang Qingyan's mouth twitched: "Where are you going? And what are these things?"