Baili Sang disagreed and continued, "I was chosen by my master to be his disciple when I was very young. For me, including me, there are four men and one woman. Since I was chosen by my master to practice blood sucking, we are destined to never be able to live without blood in this life. We practice and play together, and from childhood to adulthood, our relationship is very good. There is no separation between us, but only practice together to resist the deep affection of the so-called righteous people who are chasing us."

Baili Sang recalled his childhood, and his eyes revealed a little desire.

"Who expected..."

As soon as the topic changed, a sudden look of pain flashed through Baili Sang's eyes.

"When we all successfully cultivated to the realm of blood robes, our master suddenly called us together and told us that only one of us could survive and inherit his mantle. And he gave us only five days, and within five days, the last victorious person must take the bodies of the other four people to see him."

It’s so cruel that brothers and sisters who have been childhood sweethearts have killed each other. What kind of sect is this? What kind of master is it?

Ou Chuyang clenched his fists in anger, looking like he was gritting his teeth.

"At that time, we were all stupid, and the look we looked at each other was no longer as friendly as before. From that day on, the three brothers who were originally very close to me turned against each other and kept fighting. In order to survive, I also joined the battle circle. Because my talent was a little stronger than them, I finally killed the three of them with my own hands, leaving only my junior sister behind."

"You didn't kill her?"

"No. He is my lover." Baili Sang's words deeply touched Ou Chuyang.

Lover, but want to kill?

"Then the end..."

"Finally, I ask Master to let us go." Baili Sang replied.

"What did he say?" Ou Chuyang was anxious to know the final outcome.

"He? He told us the truth." Baili Sang smiled helplessly.

"What's the truth?"

Baili Sang paused and said, "Due to the special factors of the Blood-Devouring Practice, you cannot practice diligence when you practice to the Blood-Clothing Realm. If you want to improve, you must drink all the blood of other people who are practicing Blood-Devouring Practice before you can successfully advance. Otherwise, no matter who you are, you will die of blood and blood."

"Then how did you decide?" Ou Chuyang asked.

Baili Sang couldn't help but feel angry and said ruthlessly: "What's the difference between sucking the blood of his brothers and lovers?"

Feeling the anger in Baili Sang's words, Ou Chuyang was also deeply influenced by it and couldn't help but feel indignant.
Chapter completed!