Chapter 87: Racial Private

"No!"

Oscar suddenly became scared and screamed.

"Why don't?" The girl in red smiled maliciously, "One change to two, you will have a brother. Besides, don't you all breed like this?"

"Can you reproduce just by saying reproduction? You can reproduce too, or you can reproduce one immediately." Oscar wanted to say this to the girl in red, but he didn't dare.

The girl in red bounced her finger on the sword's long sword beside her, and it sounded like a tinkling dong. "I heard from your tragic man who has no cure that your bloodline is called the clan leader. The bloodline of the clan leader is divided into the tragic order, the second generation, the third generation, and the seventh generation. If what your clan member said is true, it means that you will turn your tragic order into two pieces, and the two pieces are the tragic order, and the second generation is the tragic order, and the third generation is divided into three generations, and so on."

Hearing this, a junior brother of Han Lizong was stunned. When he recalled that this fat man said when he introduced himself, he was the third generation grandson of the 98th generation patriarch.

"It is said that when you reach the Seventh Generation, your talent is almost gone. When you reach the Eighth Generation, you can't be called the authentic serpent bloodline, and your talent is completely gone. Your clan calls this kind of loss of talent Yibian. "The girl in red looked at Oscar with a deep meaning, "But I am very curious, you serpents are divided into the bloodlines of the clan leader. I believe that in this so-called serpent society, the oldest serpents cannot survive until now. If your ability decreases every time you reproductive, then have you serpents lost your talent long ago? How do you ensure the purest serpents of the bloodline?"

"So I just want to know these!" Oscar really realized this. This little girl didn't want to really chop him up, she just wanted to know some of the Wind Clans. But judging from the ruthlessness of this little girl, if he didn't move, he would be chopped into two pieces.

"I've recruited everything! But I know whether I can meet one condition. I can say everything, but can I let it go after recruiting it?" Oscar looked like I must have satisfied my customer needs.

"You are not qualified to talk to me." The girl in red looked contemptuous and almost poked her fingers on his face, "Remember, you are our prisoner of war, slave now!"

"But when it comes to slaves, I have many monster slaves, but there are not yet snails. If you take you out, snails are a rare breed in the ten realms, and they are the only one." The girl in red suddenly thought of something and laughed, "I have nothing, I have it, I feel so happy!"

"Slaves are slaves!" Oscar looked stupid and not stupid. At least there was no disaster at all. As for why he didn't go out, he would just ride a donkey and read the songbook and walk around. Who knew that the feng shui would take turns, maybe this little girl would have to be his slave in turn.

"Say!" The girl in red liked to fiddle with her jade fingers. At this time, she simply said a word, but then hooked her fingers at him.

"What you know before is true, but our reproduction is not as cruel as you think. We reproduce normally. When the circumcision reaches adulthood, we will circumcise it. Cut a piece of blood skin one inch below the dantian and grow slowly into the next generation." Oscar looked correct, "Of course, it is a helpless move to be cut into pieces and then grown separately. If the enemy is really chopped into pieces, in the right environment, every piece can indeed grow into a new circumcision, but its ability will be weakened."

The girl in red heard it carefully, "Then will your circumcision breeding and after cutting off a piece of blood skin, will the ability of the circumcision be weakened?"

"Yes, but not actually." Oscar said a bit mysterious.

"What does it mean?" The girl in red smiled coldly, "Don't play the puzzle."

"There is a holy water produced in our ancestors' temple. After circumcision, our physical abilities will not fade, but the ability of the next generation will be a little weaker." Oscar was sweating again. He felt that the girl in red should have killed a lot, otherwise he would not have had such a big reaction with just one look. "As for perfectly preserving the pure talent of a generation of species, there is a Yupo Pond in our ancestral temple. Even if the species of species are chopped into several pieces, as long as they are thrown into the Yupo Pond in the rebirth, each breeding descendant is still a pure Aipo Pond. Just to prevent the species of species from fighting and seizing power, the number of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species of species

"Hongyin Holy Water, I will be reborn in Yupo Pond?" The girl in red felt very sensitively that this was not an ordinary thing.

"Since you have been secretly observing the Niushou Mountain Realm in Xiaohongshan Prefecture for so many thousands of years, and your reproduction method can perfectly inherit memory and knowledge, you should also have a very systematic understanding of the entire world of cultivation outside of us." She immediately asked, "According to your understanding of our world of cultivation, are these two things particularly useful to us monks? In addition to these things, with your understanding, what else is useful to us in the snail clan and even the entire small world? Pay attention! Let me talk about it first if you are particularly useful."

Oscar blinked, "It's a very good thing, the Bardha tribe has a lot of territory."

"Baring and pack clan?" Whether it was the girl in red or Han Lizong and others, they were shocked, "Is there any other race here?"

The four Daolang also took a breath of air conditioning.

They came in earlier than Han Lizong and other unlucky guys. They had fought several battles with the Wind Flyers before that. The Wind Flyers' sinisterness and despicableness, especially the number, and made them have to use guerrilla tactics.

Isn’t the snails the main race in this small world?

"Your teleportation magic weapon is very powerful. We are now on the edge of the territory of the Bedtu tribe." Oscar looked around, his eyes rolling around. "The Bedtu tribe is a natural strongman, and has a natural wood-type bloodline talent. In the twelve fingers of the awakening of the bloodline talent, they can parasitize any plant within a radius of three hundred feet on their body protection magic weapon."

"Parasite?" The girl in red and the four sword men looked at each other.

Oscar snapped his fingers, "In what you can understand in the cultivation world, it is the Plant Master. He can control a plant as a magic weapon, but unlike you monks, they can only control one natal plant for the rest of their lives. Once bound, they cannot be changed and will not fall."
Chapter completed!