Chapter 629: Bloodline
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Nazanwe's body was also taken away by truck, and peace returned to this side.
Sitting in the sports car returning to the hotel, Ye Fan stared at the green gem for a long time, realizing the strange energy released in it, which contained majestic vitality and made the skin on his hands feel very comfortable.
It seems to be a gem that can be reinvented.
In fact, Nazanwei was able to live to be one hundred and twenty years old, completely relying on the help of this gem on the staff, otherwise, with his lifelong experience of being contaminated with evil qi and poisonous insects, the qi number should have been cut off long ago and could not be tolerated in the world.
This battle, unintentionally but a big hidden danger, is an unexpected big gain of this trip.
And in the dantian, the red dots condensed by the blood Bodhi are still blooming eternally, like an immortal starlight, hanging in the center of the sea of qi.
"When are you going to Dubai?" Monica's leisurely inquiry interrupted his musings.
"As soon as possible. Ye Fan raised his head slightly and said.
"Count me in, I have the opportunity to compete with the hand of God, and this trip is worth it. Monica chuckled and said, "I'm optimistic about you." ā
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, looked at the woman, and his tone turned cold: "You know them very well?"
In the battle with Nai Zanwei just now, Monica's performance made Ye Fan very dissatisfied, hesitant to fight, hesitant, greedy for life and afraid of death, and almost caused defeat, and he didn't have a good face for this woman at the moment.
"Oh, I've heard of it, in your words, it's better to see than to hear, I want to see if the so-called No. 1 master in Europe is in the midst of defeat. Monica talked to him in a crepe, two hundred years of human experience, finally made her no longer make stupid things, continue to do stupid things, change her arrogance, and cater to Ye Fan's inquiry.
"Who is the number one master in Europe?" Ye Fan put away the gem.
"Michael. Monica laughed, "People usually call him Michael, the former archangel of God, their leader. ā
"Go on!"
"As you wish. "The Council of Elders has paid special attention to the actions of the Hand of God, and once the main topic of one meeting was to study the feasibility of assimilating them with Michael and them, and the final vote was to abstain from them. ā
"Why?" Ye Fan was a little strange, since he was named the number one master in Europe, why did the Blood Clan Elders give up this group of super thugs?
Monica smiled indifferently and shook her long wet orange hair: "The radicals are worried that they will not be able to control them, and the conservatives believe that they are not qualified to be the successors of the major families, because having a noble and respectable bloodline has always been our primary object. ā
Every high-ranking blood clan had a prominent reputation and noble status before receiving the first embrace, and princes, princesses, or even the lords of a kingdom abound among the thirteen clans. And the Hand of God, although they are mysterious and top in the secular world, but after all, they are from the grassroots, and in the eyes of the centuries-old blood clan antiques, their bloodline and identity are difficult to be recognized, and they are excluded, which is reasonable.
"Bloodline, worthy of being Cain's people, then Monica, why did you choose me?" Ye Fan asked, "I don't have one."
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