Sometimes Yan Xiaobei feels that love is really a fucking wonderful thing.

As long as you fall in love, nothing is a problem.

Height, weight, status, and hatred cannot stop two people in love, and even race and gender, from destroying love.

The mother is a human, but the father is a fallen angel. Akano's parents of Himejima told Yan Xiaobei with reality that race is not a problem in the face of love. If you love, you will have no regrets.

Therefore, Akano Himejima is a mixed race between humans and fallen angels.

However, she herself hates this identity very much because her father's irresponsibility killed her mother, so she hates her identity as a fallen angel, blood, and even her father.

As long as it is anything related to my father, I want to ask for it completely, and I don’t want to have any connection.

Even if she became a servant of Leas and a reincarnated demon, the blood of the fallen angel in her body still existed stubbornly. Yan Xiaobei saw with her own eyes that one was the beautiful fallen angel wings, and the other was the wings of the demon when the other party spreaded its wings.

"This posture is ugly," she said.

"Although it's a bit weird, it's not that ugly. At least I can't see any ugly thing." Yan Xiaobei was telling the truth, without praise or derogatory.

However, Akano Himejima seemed to want this answer, and after saying thank you softly, there was no movement.

Yan Xiaobei guessed that what she was looking for should be someone who could accept everything about her, and even if she saw that person, she thought he was very beautiful, and she didn't think he was ugly at all.

However, Yan Xiaobei said something strange. Although this kind of answer is OK, it did not reveal a good impression.

Yan Xiaobei didn't care either.

He wasn't the one who could say beautiful words and make girls happy.

"If you really hate the bloodline of the fallen angel and don't want this bloodline, I can pull out this bloodline for you." Yan Xiaobei said when he saw the somewhat lost Akano Himejima.

"Really?" The other party suddenly became excited.

Yan Xiaobei nodded affirmatively. There are all kinds of secret techniques in the universe, and this secret method to extract the other party's bloodline is also uncommon. Some pirates in the universe often use this secret method to extract the bloodlines of some powerful races to increase their strength.

For example, some peak races in the universe have the power of a third-level god as soon as they are born.

Even if you don’t practice, you will have the power of a level five god after you become an adult.

It's like a bunker.

So some people set their sights on them, steal babies from these races, or draw their bloodlines, transfer them to themselves, and make themselves stronger.

Although this technique is not common, there are dozens of Dark Demon Blades. It can completely extract the bloodline of the fallen angel without harming Azuno.

"That's great, it's really great." Zhu Nai had already hated the bloodline of this fallen angel. After knowing that Yan Xiaobei had such ability, he almost couldn't wait to pull Yan Xiaobei and asked her to extract her fallen angel bloodline.

Since you said so.

Yan Xiaobei thought calmly for a few minutes, if you don’t regret it.

Akano Himejima said, "I will never regret it."

The method of bloodline extraction has been improved for many years. There are not many preparations, so after a day or two, the bloodline extraction officially begins on the third night.

Yan Xiaobei avoided the others and quietly came to Akano's room door.

Slap sex...

Knocked on the door. Zhu Nai, who was prepared for a long time, opened the door and welcomed Yan Xiaobei in. The two of them looked suspicious. Fortunately, there was no surveillance around and no one knew about this.

After entering the room, Yan Xiaobei glanced at it and found that all the furniture in the room was piled up in a corner, with a spacious enough space in the middle.

There is a strange pattern on the ground similar to a magic array, like a mandala, blooming layer by layer.

This is a kind of totem that Yan Xiaobei had drawn in one or two days.

Has mysterious power.

Yan Xiaobei is now implementing a secret technique that is circulated in the Qiye race.

This secret method can extract the bloodline of the fallen angels from Azuna's body intact, and will not hurt Azuna, but it will inevitably have about a month of weakness afterwards.

But if you use some excellent potions, you can survive this period of weakness.

The Seven Nights Race is a race in the universe that will never live on the planet. Their clan lives in the universe and feels the power of the deep and darkness of the universe, which is somewhat similar to the power of the demon.

Light is their enemy, flame is their natural enemy, and only eternal darkness is their destination.

"Let's start." Yan Xiaobei said, sure everything was ready.

Akano Himejima nodded and began to take off his clothes. After a while, he took off meticulously, covering his chest with one hand and blocking his lower body with the other.

"Do you really want to take off like this?" she said shyly.

"That's right, even if you wear clothes, when the secret method is going on, the deep night will corrode your clothes. It's better not to wear anything."

Yan Xiaobei swore that he was definitely talking about the matter and had no dirty thoughts.

"Lear up." He said, pointing to the totem on the ground.

Even though Zhu Nai was shy, he felt happy when he thought that he would soon get rid of the bloodline of the fallen angel. He lay flat on the totem without saying a word, closed his eyes and did not dare to look at Yan Xiaobei.

The delicate body was completely displayed in front of Yan Xiaobei, naked, soft and tender. Under the moonlight, it was full of a different charm. It was unimaginable that she was such a charming body at this time.

White, beautiful, full of magic, making people unable to divert their sight.

Yan Xiaobei's throat squirmed a few times and made a moan of desire, but he calmed down immediately. Knowing that this should not be done, he immediately held his breath and concentrated, his mouth opened and closed, and he emitted strange syllables.

This is the language of the Seven Nights race.

With strange power, it was like an ancient scripture. When I was chanting, the dark dark curtains enveloped the entire room, and appeared in balls of darkness, mysterious.

The totem under Amano Himeshima turned, like a large turntable, emitting a pitch-black light, absorbing these pitch-black light balls, and then inputting them into Amano Himeshima's body. A trace of bright red blood emerged from the slightly invisible pores of her fair skin.

Finally, it gathered into a ball and slowly formed a red blood.

This blood has the existence of light and lightning, emitting the power of a fallen angel.
Chapter completed!