Xiao Chen looked at Rowling's movements and narrowed his eyes slightly.

If you remember correctly, this is the highest etiquette of the blood clan... This was the same when Rowling saw the old fortune teller.

When Rowling performed this ceremony to the old fortune teller, he was a little sad... He was the master, and he didn't have such treatment.

Now, Rowling is so sad about the Blood Ancestor again.

But thinking about it again, the Blood Ancestor is the ancestor of the Blood Clan, and it can be said that he is the ancestor of the Blood Clan. It is nothing to do with the highest etiquette to the ancestors.

China pays more attention to this etiquette. If we can see our ancestors, let alone kneeling on one knee, we will probably be promising!

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen felt a little relieved, but he decided to let Rowling call him "Dad" in this position tonight!

The man looked at Rowling kneeling in front of him and smiled satisfied. He slowly stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Rowling's head.

This is also the blood clan’s return gift. The old fortune teller did this as well.

Xiao Chen stared at the man's hand and clenched the Xuanyuan knife.

It's not that I'm jealous, but that I'm a little worried.

If the Blood Ancestor had other ideas, he could easily have severely damaged Rowling.

The top of the head is the key, even for the blood clan.

With the strength of the Blood Ancestor, one blow would take Rowling's life.

What made Xiao Chen feel relieved was that the man quickly let go of his hand again.

"Get up."

The man said slowly.

"Next, I will give you the power to awaken more bloodlines."

"Thank you, Blood Ancestor."

Rowling nodded and slowly stood up.

The next second, a red light burst out from the man's eyebrows, covering Rowling.

Rowling stood on the blood, feeling quietly without any movement.

"Old patriarch, do you think he has something wrong with it? He is disabled? He can't stand up? Otherwise, why are he sitting in the blood all the time?"

Xiao Chen looked at the man and whispered.

“Normally, shouldn’t you stand up?”

"Probably not? He is the Blood Ancestor..."

The old patriarch pulled the corner of his mouth, what's this kid's mind? Will the dignified Blood Ancestor be disabled?

"Why would you lie down for too long and your legs will be numb? Can't you get up?"

Xiao Chen said again.

“…”

The old patriarch was too lazy to deal with Xiao Chen.

"Hmm? You actually condensed the second blood crystal? Where is your first blood crystal?"

Suddenly, the man asked in surprise.

"If you want to recover the blood, the first blood crystal will be with Xiao Chen."

Rowling replied.

"Xiao Chen?"

The man repeated, raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen with a cold look.

"You're under his control?"

"No, I placed it with him."

Rowling said hurriedly.

"Do you need to use it? Get it back now."

Xiao Chen said, lifting his left hand and facing Rowling.

"The blood is so dignified that the blood crystal is actually controlled by others?"

The man said coldly.

"I'll get it back now."

Rowling said, a red light shot out from her eyebrows, falling on Xiao Chen's palm.

Soon, a blood crystal emerged from Xiao Chen's palm, left his palm, and flew towards Rowling.

Swish.

The blood crystal flashed and hid in Rowling's eyebrows.

The man took back his gaze when he saw Rowling withdraw his blood crystal.

"I always feel that the Blood Ancestor is hostile to me."

Xiao Chen looked at the man and whispered.

"You said, did the Chinese dig up his ancestral grave?"

"Does he have a ancestral tomb?"

The old patriarch asked.

"Then why? Is it because I am more handsome than him, and he is jealous?"

Seeing that Rowling was not in danger, Xiao Chen also relaxed a lot.

"Maybe."

The old patriarch responded to it.

"Or it was his girlfriend who asked the Chinese to poach... Otherwise, how could they be hostile to the Chinese?"

Xiao Chen muttered.

“…”

The old patriarch pulled the corners of his mouth, what a mess.

As time passed, the red light that enveloped Rowling became more and more red, like blood.

Rowling, who was shrouded in, also looked painful.

However, her breath was slowly rising.

Rowling could clearly feel a force pouring into her body, causing blood to boil all over her body.

The power of bloodline is stimulated and becomes stronger and stronger.

"Become stronger..."

Rowling was in pain and joy. She felt that it was nothing to be painful, as long as she could become stronger.

Xiao Chen noticed Rowling's pain and frowned slightly, but he could also feel the change in Rowling's breath.

"Will it be painful to awaken the power of bloodline?"

Xiao Chen asked the old patriarch.

"meeting."

The old patriarch nodded.

"This is equivalent to using external forces to stimulate the power of blood, which exceeds your own endurance and will naturally cause pain."

"That's fine."

Xiao Chen felt relieved. He didn't believe in the Blood Ancestor, but believed in the old patriarch.

"Integrate the power I have given into the blood crystal..."

Suddenly, the man said.

"Yes, the Blood Ancestor."

Rowling responded and began to do it.

With her movements, her breath changed again.

If it was rising slowly just now, then it was rising sharply now!

"So fast?"

Xiao Chen noticed Rowling's breath changing and showed a look of surprise.

"It's worthy of being the Blood Ancestor..."

The old patriarch was also a little surprised and then said slowly.
To be continued...