Wang Lang looked at He Yue and grinned.

"I'm just saying, how could an ordinary nanny take out something like Soul-clearing smoke? Qi training men are poorer than the other, and they will only make a little bit even if they are not absolutely necessary. You can build so many at once, and there is a mine at home."

He Yue pursed her lips and scraped her teeth, "Brother Wang, actually I..."

Wang Lang took two steps back, "Don't! Don't, sister, if you want to use the beauty trick, you have to put on makeup first. Can you respect me?"

Plop.

He Yue suddenly knelt not far away, and looked at Wang Lang, tears suddenly came down, "Brother Wang, I really have no choice but to blame me. My family is in their hands. I really have no choice. If I don't take away what they want, they will not let my family go. My family is innocent, brother."

Wang Lang looked at He Yue in front of him. Wang Lang also heard the words of He Yue and that person just now, so Wang Lang knew that He Yue did not tell any lies.

"What did they ask you to take from here?"

"Take your blood." He Yue raised her face pitifully and looked at Wang Lang.

"Why do you take my blood?" Wang Lang said vigilantly, which made Wang Lang think of Dragon Slayer. The army of ghosts under Dragon Slayer was just a bunch of vampires.

"Dulongsheng sent you here to get my blood?" Wang Lang took the opportunity to deceive He Yue.

"Slaughter...Slay the Dragon?" He Yue looked confused.

Wang Lang was also confused. It was not sent by Tu Longsheng. Who could it be? Could it be sent by Thirteen Prefectures? Even more impossible, Thirteen Prefectures could not create any red tape that kneels down on one knee.

"Who sent you here?" Wang Lang asked bluntly without taking a turn.

"I can't say it." He Yue cried bitterly.

Wang Lang was happy, "Can't you say it? That's just that there is a ghost in your heart. It's quite interesting to want to take my blood."

"Brother Wang, please help me. If you can't get your blood back within three days, my family will be tortured by them. Please help me?" He Yue came towards Wang Lang while crying.

Wang Lang took two steps back slightly.

"If you don't say anything, who wants my blood, why should I give you my blood? Do you think I'm a charity?" Wang Lang sneered.

It is given to many people. If you see Wang Lang like this, you will definitely be morally kidnapped, saying that Wang Lang is a stingy person and doesn’t give him any blood.

But Wang Lang had no obligation to give her this blood. Besides, he didn't know who the other party was and he didn't know what he wanted to do. He hadn't figured out how it could be explained clearly. If the other party took Wang Lang's blood and studied what virus that killed Wang Lang would kill him, then it would be gg. What kind of minions could be that those who dared to send someone to Wang Lang so arrogantly would be? They must be big people. These big people's methods are not something that ordinary people can understand.

Wang Lang also said that he is not a philanthropist, why should he give her blood?

"Brother Wang, I really can't say it. If I say it, I will die, but don't worry, they will not harm you with your blood. You must save me and my family, please." He Yue burst into tears and moved towards Wang Lang.

The distance between the two was much closer, and Wang Lang took a few steps back and looked at He Yue with a sneer.

"I don't want to attack a woman, but I will never let a woman attack me. I can guarantee that I will ruin him before you attack." Wang Lang looked at He Yue calmly.

He Yue was stiff all over and looked up at Wang Lang, "Is there really no negotiation?"

Wang Lang shrugged, "Will you give a stranger a bite you?"

"I can."

"I'm really fucking arguing."

He Yue slowly stood up. "I want to fight for my family,"

"Futility." Wang Lang grinned.

He Yue slowly took out a small box from his pocket, "You only know that the clear soul smoke can awaken people, but do you know that there is another thing that cannot be touched within twelve hours of smelling the clear soul smoke?"

While speaking, he opened the box and poured a stream of yellow powder on Wang Lang.

Wang Lang jumped back and took off his clothes and swung hard. The swaying wind sniffed the yellow powder away.

But the yellow powder did not fall to the ground, and a rustling sound appeared in the air, just like the sound of gently rubbing a plastic bag, or like shaking the trunks of dense leaves.

That sounds uncomfortable.

Corpse flies!

Wang Lang had a calm face.

He Yue stood in the distance and looked at Wang Lang, "Brother Wang, I'm sorry. If I want to save my family, I can only make this bad decision. Don't worry, I raised these corpse flies myself. They will not kill you, and at most absorb some of your blood. As for whether they will get sick, I don't know, but seeing that Brother Wang is so strong, he shouldn't get sick."

Wang Lang stared at the pile of yellow powder floating in the sky.

To be clear, this thing is not called powder, it is a kind of creature, a creature raised by man.

It is to raise flies on the corpse.

After a person dies, there will still be blood in his body, and this kind of thing will absorb blood from the corpse.

This kind of thing is very small and looks like powder. You can only see what it looks like under a microscope.

The corpse flies were created by the corpse driving sect, but the corpse driving sect has long since no such thing is used. This kind of thing is a crooked way, unlike ordinary blood-sucking sects. This kind of thing will pass through the airways and the internal organs will be rotten when people know it.

The seven orifices of a person are connected, and the corpse flies are very small and will quickly drill into the seven orifices.

The corpse flies were originally targeted at Qishi, because when Qishi was practicing, they would put clear soul smoke next to them. This corpse flies were born with a special hobby for clear soul smoke, so they would go wherever there was clear soul smoke.

Wang Lang sucked a lot of clear soul smoke at night, and he was just interested in enjoying it at that time, but he didn't expect that this would happen in the future.

The corpse flies condensed in the void and became a lump. Under the dim light, they looked like a pile of golden sand floating in the air. The rustling sound sounded like a numb person's scalp.

"Brother Wang, I'll give you another last chance. I'll give me your blood. Don't have much, just fill it up." As he said that, He Yue found a mineral water bottle from the trash can next to him.

"No, this bottle is so small, you can bring a washbasin. I can hold a basin for you." Wang Lang looked at the bottle in He Yue's hand with a dark face.

He Yue hesitated for a moment, "No need to wash basin, just this bottle."
Chapter completed!