The black cat shook its head, "Its Demon Clan bloodline is very mixed, of course, it's weak and unbearable!" Ahua, hearing this, quickly looked up at it and then lowered his head without moving. "But the taste of its blood is very sweet! This indicates that there must be one or two lines in its bloodline belonging to a great monster! Let me taste a few more bites, and maybe I can figure it out." It turned its paw over, and Ning Xiaoxian saw a tiny flicker of blood between its claws.
That was Ahua's blood.
Ahua opened his mouth to defend himself, "I can't, even Transformation is difficult for me..." When the black cat glared at him, he shuddered suddenly, and the rest of the words got swallowed back into his stomach.
The black cat gave it a contemptuous look, "Of course, you know nothing, useless thing!"
