The inspection is not cumbersome, it only needs to be sensed with the existing holy artifact.

The sacred vessels did respond, proving that the Yinbai body really had sacred vessels.

"Miss Chuzhen, his body is a bit strange." The inspector came over with the results.

"What's strange?"

"His body is like ... a dying person." The other person showed Chu Zheng the data: "Look, this is not what a normal person should be, but rather like a dying person. He has holy artifacts in his body, logically speaking, It should be healthy, healthier than anyone else. "

Chuzhen truthfully said: "I have bitten him after the holy artifact is in his body." According to time calculation, the holy artifact should have just entered the body of Yinbai.

"..."

The look in his eyes was a little suspicious.

Maybe I want to say, how did you start drinking human blood?

But in the end, the other man backed up.

Although the Alliance does not support hunting, it does not say that it cannot.

As long as no one is killed, the alliance will not be too wide.

What's more, this is still a pure-blood blood race, he can't come to ask.

Chuzhen asked frankly, "Is it because of this?"

"I'm not sure. The results will not be determined until further inspection."

"Well, give it to me first." Chuzhen paused. "Besides, I can't let him know about him."

"……Ok."

This pure blood family's ability to make food completely forget about being bitten is really convenient.

Unlike other blood races, they have to deal with each other's memories after eating.

Chuzhen entered, and hugged people from the large metal platform.

It may be because of the induction between the sacred vessels that Yin Bai was a little dizzy at this time, leaning softly against Chuzhen.

"Ok?"

"Okay." Chuzhen helped him put on his coat and kissed his forehead. "Let's go."

Yin Bai was really weak, and his head was still very dizzy, so Zhuzhen could only hold herself.

-

Chuzhen set up Yin Bai, and then went to see her old father Gesen.

The old father drank plasma and drank himself high, stepping on a chair and scolding Chuzhen, the unfilial daughter, who was getting up.

A ghost stunned beside him.

Then Gerson pointed at his nose and scolded him.

Chuzhen went in and saw such a scene.

Ah Gui was wronged. What did he do wrong?

After Chuzheng came, the old father threw a sleeve that didn't exist, and sat down with a slap, grieving: "Why don't you accompany the little white face you raised? I thought you didn't have my father in your heart."

Hatsune: "..."

Do not care about the old father.

"What are you doing to me?"

Gerson waved his hand and let Agui go out first.

A ghost wished to leave this right and wrong place, ran away and closed the door smoothly.

"Are you sure?" Gerson regained seriousness: "The holy grail is in his body?"

"Ok."

Gerson chuckled, "Good luck."

Chuzhen asked his doubts: "Holy artifacts are things of the blood race, why did you choose humans as hosts?"

Isn't it redundant?

"The sacred artifact requires self-purification." Gesen did not hide: "Human blood can help the sacred artifact to complete self-purification."

"why?"

Gerson's voice suddenly exclaimed: "Why? Because you don't go to class !!!"

Chuzhen: "..." Uh-huh? What to do in class? That is also the original owner is not serious, what matter to me!

Gerson was angry: "These are all taught, what did you do during class?"

"..."

Go to sleep.

After all, the original owner was sleepy when he heard the history and culture lessons of the blood race.

Gerson wondered about this for a while, and finally answered her question.

"Because human beings can still find pure people." Gesen whispered, "Which of your blood races doesn't have a bit of a misconception, the holy instrument can choose you? Isn't it because you have nothing to do, people can only choose people."

"Father, you are also a blood race." And the blood race does not need to be kind. This is a racial setting, otherwise it will starve to death.

Gesen patted him on the table with a glaring glance.

How to talk to your father!

Hatsune: "..."

Chuzheng doesn't care about his old father, so he doesn't say anything.

The sacred artifact evolves itself at regular intervals. If there is blood from a pure person, this evolution can be accelerated, and the sacred artifact seems to like that blood.

Chu Zheng: "What's the use after evolution, has it become worse?"

Gerson was lost in thought, and he said for a moment: "Should not."

"What's the use of that?"

"How do I know, this is how it is passed down through the ages!" Gerson paused: "But I heard that when the holy artifact was made, it was awakened with such blood."

Hatsune: "..."

The holy artifact is still nostalgic.

"Since he has holy artifacts in his body, the Alliance will list them as protection objects until the holy artifacts leave him," said Gerson.

"His body ..."

Gerson frowned, remembering that Agui had come to ask himself.

"This should be the cause of the sacred artifact. Before I said that you should try your first embrace as an adult. Now I guess I can't let you try it out."

He must live.

In case it dies, the league is estimated to be crazy.

When the host dies, the sacred artifact will be finished.

It's like the holy artifact suddenly returned to the mother's arms, and rebuilt it. At this time, the fragile batch, the host must not be in trouble.

"Did he drink your blood?"

"……Ok."

"That kid is cheap!" Gesen held the armrest of the chair resentfully: "The Alliance will send someone to protect him, and later ..."

Chuzhen frowned: "He is mine."

Gerson: "He is now the league's key protection object and cannot stay with you."

"I can protect him."

"..."

"It's just a little white face, you can find it again," said Gerson. "Let A ghost choose ten or eight for you."

Hatsune: "..."

I didn't expect you to be such a father.

"I don't want anyone else." There is only one good card, and it would be useless for her to have another hundred.

"..."

Gerson pointed to Chuzheng again.

But Chuzheng is very resolute. As long as he prints white, no one else wants it.

Gerson scolded him and it was useless, and finally he was half annoyed.

"No, my wrinkles are about to grow." Gesen put his arms on his hips, suppressing the urge to scold at the table.

"As long as you can let the league relax, I don't care about you." Gerson took a step back.

He agrees that disagreeing is useless, and the league can only relax.

He didn't believe the Alliance would relax!

At first, Zhengzheng's chest is well-formed: "Little problem."

"Humph."

Gesen sneered, apparently not feeling that Chuzheng could persuade the league.

What's so good about that little white face?

Hmm ... he turned his baby.

Let's see!

Gerson threw away his sleeves and glanced at the small white face by the way.

After looking at it several times, Gerson had to admit that his daughter's vision was pretty good, it was pretty ...

But thinking about this little white face drinking his daughter's blood, Gesen couldn't help anger.

A ghost stood by the door, staring vigilantly at the Prince who was wandering by the bed. Is the Prince going to do it?

No! !! !!

Not to mention that the lady will turn her face, the alliance will also turn her face! !!

Fortunately, Gerson just walked around for two laps, and finally left with a sigh of hum, and did nothing.

Ah Gui breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately ... the prince stabilized.