Chapter 68

The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two were in a state of panic.

An Chao turned around and said to the black-robed man in the lead in a deep voice: "Be sure to keep a good watch on Him. If there is any movement, report to me immediately."

Then he shouted to another black-robed man: "Go and inform everyone in the clan of His unusual movement."

The black-robed man nodded, and his figure instantly disappeared into the darkness.

An Chao said no more and turned away.

————————

A few days later

"Dark Lord, the Son of God of the Nan Family is here!"

The guard's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the hall.

Upon hearing this, An Chao stood up suddenly, his sleeves fluttering, and asked anxiously: "Has he arrived?!"

The guard hurriedly bowed and replied: "No, the outer guards saw the Thunder Cloud Chariot."

An Chao's face was stern, and he ordered without hesitation: "Quickly notify everyone in the clan to welcome the Son of God of the Nan Family with the highest standards!"

Soon, the Thunder Cloud Chariot, carrying rolling thunderclouds, stopped above the Dark Demon Realm.

Nan Xunran looked down through the swirling clouds and saw the dense crowd below, and his sword eyebrows slightly raised.

He flashed and appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

When everyone saw him, they bowed and shouted in unison: "Son of Xunran!"

Nan Xunran looked indifferent and asked casually: "What is this?"

An Chao stepped forward quickly and said: "We are waiting here to welcome you."

Nan Xunran raised his eyebrows slightly, "How did you know I would come?"

An Chao's face showed an elusive expression, "He is waiting for you."

Nan Xunran's eyes flashed with interest, and his eyes seemed to casually sweep over Xiao Chen in the crowd.

[Xiao Chen, the Son of Luck]

[Young Master of the Dark Demon Realm]

[Destiny value 655/1108 points]

Nan Xunran thought to himself: There are really many interesting things in this Dark Demon Realm, this trip will surely not be dull.

Thinking about it, he tilted his head slightly and looked at An Chao casually, "Who is he?"

An Chao shook his head slightly: "I can't say."

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "He wants to see you."

Nan Xunran paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Then, the two of them flashed and flew into the depths of the Dark Demon Realm.

On the other side, An Ling looked at Xiao Chen, then turned to the guard and said: "Send the young master back."

As soon as the voice fell, she no longer paid attention to Xiao Chen, and hurriedly left with several elders behind the two.

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, full of resentment. An Ling could go, but he, the young master, was not qualified to go?

————————

Deep in the Dark Demon Realm

Beside the blood pool, the black-robed man once again heard his mumbling that seemed to come from the underworld.

"He is more active!"

"Go and report to the Dark Lord!"

Before he finished speaking, two figures appeared beside the blood pool.

An Chao looked solemn and said in a cold voice: "Okay, all of you retreat."

The black-robed man immediately turned and left.

Nan Xunran walked forward, getting closer to the blood pool.

In an instant, stronger whispers echoed around, and Nan Xunran's expression did not fluctuate at all.

An Chao looked at the scene in front of him, and the whole person stood there, shocked in his heart, and even he deeply felt his uncontrollable excitement.

Nan Xunran listened to the almost crazy whispers in his ears, "You are here... You are finally here... Hurry..."

He frowned slightly and said lightly: "Don't make noise."

After his light words, the surroundings fell into a strange silence, and the originally noisy whispers seemed to be instantly strangled by an invisible big hand.

Seeing this, An Chao walked forward cautiously and said to him, "Please drop your blood in."

Nan Xunran glanced at him lightly, then raised her hand, and a drop of blood slowly oozed from her fingertips and dripped into the blood pool.

The moment the blood dripped in, An Chao suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and said, "Too little..."

However, before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

The blood pool began to surge violently in an instant, and An Chao's face was full of disbelief "???"

One drop of blood had a reaction? ? Then why didn't so many people have a reaction when they bleed every day.

At this moment, An Ling, who was originally standing far away on the side of the blood pool, suddenly seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and slowly approached the blood pool.

Ever since Nan Xunran's drop of blood dripped out, she seemed to have lost her mind. The breath of the blood had an irresistible temptation to her. It was a desire from the depths of her soul that made her unable to control herself.

Several elders were trying their best to restrain their desire for blood.

When they saw An Ling walking towards the blood pool,

They were shocked. However, they could not distract themselves to stop her.

An Chao saw her and hurriedly shouted, "Ling'er? What's wrong with you?"

Nan Xunran's eyes fell on her, and seeing her state, he couldn't help but frowned.

An Ling looked at the blood oozing from Nan Xunran's fingertips, suddenly stepped forward to hold his hand, opened her delicate lips, and gently extended her tongue to touch the drop of blood.

Then, her tongue began to slide slowly along Nan Xunran's fingers, trying to completely roll the blood into her mouth.

Her breathing became rapid, and an unclear moan came out of her throat.

Nan Xunran paused for a moment and looked down at her.

The air around them seemed to solidify.