"I just need a few drops of blood. I won't hurt you." Yun Feng grabbed Little You Yan's slippery body with both hands and spoke to it patiently and gently. Little You Yan struggled very violently and the sound it made was very rapid. Its expression that said "I don't want to die" made Yun Feng too helpless.
"Ze Ran, come and collect the blood yourself. Be quick." Yun Feng grabbed Little You Yan's body tightly. "It's constantly secreting liquid. I can't hold it anymore!"
Ze Ran didn't dare to delay any longer. His fighting energy immediately turned into an invisible blade and aimed at the side of Little You Yan's tail. He slashed gently and a shallow wound appeared. Little You Yan, who had a wound, shivered and twisted even more fiercely. It looked at Ze Ran with its big watery eyes and opened its mouth, as if it wanted to bite him.
