"Golden Blood?" Dorand glanced at the color of blood flowing out of Xiao Yinjian, and couldn't help but feel surprised.

Although Dorand had never seen golden blood with his own eyes before, it is a blood color that can only be possessed by the legendary bloodline of the British Empire royal family. It is not possible for every member of the royal family to possess, but is extremely rare. Generally, one can only appear after several generations.

It is said that every person with golden blood is an outstanding figure. Most of them were summoned by the Inquisition and became their secret weapon. The few golden blood owners who were mingled in the secular world each achieved great reputation. The most famous of them were the King of England, the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, and the fabulous legendary figure King Arthur!

If he had known in advance that there was a person with golden blood in Shaolin Temple, he would not dare to come over to kill Dorande. Even if Xiao Yinjian was hit by him with a punch, Dorande could not help but be afraid even though he was surprised.

"Strange, looking at his appearance, he is obviously a Chinese. How can Chinese people have golden blood?" Dorand was stunned for a while, and then found an answer himself: "By the way, his blood is not completely golden, but golden in red. It seems that he is not a pure royal bloodline. Perhaps he is the illegitimate son of a royal member in China, right?"

No matter what, since he discovered a member of the golden bloodline who had not yet grown up, Dorand would definitely kill him before awakening. Moreover, thinking about the powerful power contained in the golden blood and the benefits of sucking the blood, Dorand's eyes were full of greed, and even his body couldn't help trembling. He saw another figure swaying and instantly approaching Xiao Yinjian. Two long fangs stretched out from his lips and bit Xiao Yinjian's neck.

With a "bang", Dorand's teeth were bounced open. His fangs had sucked blood from countless people, but they couldn't even bite their necks. This was the first time in hundreds of years.

Dorand's face flashed with a flash of fear and said to himself: "Did my attack actually awaken him?"

After concentrating on his vigilance for a while, Xiao Yinjian still had no reaction. Dorand felt relieved and thought to himself: "This kid is weak enough, but how could his body be so strong? I only heard that the descendants of the Golden Bloodline are strong enough, but I never heard that their bodies are so powerful too! Could it be that this is the effect of his oriental bloodline? Could it be that his blood has other uses?"

Thinking of this, Dorand's eyes were even more intense, and he used all his strength and bit it down fiercely.

"Bang!"

Dorand's teeth were bounced back again, making his mouth numb, and his extremely sharp fangs were almost broken. Dorand covered his chin and looked at Xiao Yinjian in shock. The moment just now, it could be said that he was careless and did not use his strength, but this bite was all his strength!

At this time, Dorand finally noticed that his punch just now should have broken the kid's sternum, but his chest was slightly concave and his epidermis was not damaged at all. The golden blood he saw was also spit out by the kid himself.

"It seems that this kid has super strong epidermal defense, but the strength inside the body is only average." Dorand concluded.

Although Dorand was outrageously wrong about Xiao Yinjian's golden bloodline, the conclusion is now correct.

In the past few years, with Xiao Yinjian's physical strength, who can really hurt him during the fight? Who can really hurt his bones and internal organs through his skin? Therefore, Xiao Yinjian was beaten and trained only by the skin, not the internal organs. Because of this, the internal strength of the Ri Huilun that day easily beat Xiao Yinjian to death. Now, although Dorande's fist is also an external physical blow, his power is too great, enough to hurt his internal organs through Xiao Yinjian's skin.

Holding Xiao Yinjian in his hand, Dorand was a little helpless. His way of obtaining power was to suck blood, but Xiao Yinjian had such perverted skin. The punch just now proved that even if the kid's internal organs were smashed, he would not even suck a drop of blood.

Dorand is now like a wealthy person holding a safe with a huge sum of money but cannot open it. The pervert hugged the beauty but couldn't take off her clothes. He was extremely anxious, but he was helpless.

Suddenly, Dorand's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his long tongue and lowered his head and licked Xiao Yinjian's blood-stained top.

Although Dorand had never used this unelegant way to eat before, although Xiao Yinjian's famous brand top was stained with a lot of dust and blood, it looked extremely dirty. Although the blood had basically dried up, Dorand firmly believed that as long as he licked a little, his strength would definitely increase a lot. At that time, he might be able to bite the kid's neck, that would...

Dorand was not willing to come to Shaolin to take revenge on Clark, but now he wanted to hug William and kiss him hard. Thinking that he could break through to the Count's realm overnight, and even possibly even higher, Dorand almost laughed wildly.

"Huh?" As he licked, Dorand suddenly stopped, looking suspicious.

After licking for so long, Dorand was convinced that he had licked the boy's blood. Even though his golden bloodline was not pure, even if he had not absorbed directly from his blood vessels and reduced his effectiveness, it would have changed a little, why didn't he feel at all?

Dorand didn't know that Xiao Yinjian's blood was golden, and it was not because of the golden bloodline. He was completely a pure Chinese, so where would he have the bloodline of the British Empire royal family? Xiao Yinjian made this change because he gradually became a magic weapon. If he could practice to a higher level, the proportion of golden yellow in the blood would be further increased.

No matter how hard Xiao Yinjian practiced, he could be said to be no longer a human in the true sense. The blood in his body, not to mention that he did not have special powerful power, was even worse than an ordinary baby, because his blood was actually no longer blood. Even if Dorand sucked his blood, it was just equivalent to drinking a few liters of Coke.

However, now Dorand cannot think carefully. A young monk jumped out of Shaolin Temple and shouted loudly: "Who dares to commit murder in Shaolin?"
Chapter completed!