If the Demon Clan knew Long Fei's thoughts, they would definitely be frustrated enough to vomit blood.
Since ancient times, it has always been demons devouring humans, not the other way around.
Lin Shanshan, seeing that he and Bald Dog hadn't come out for a long time, knocked on the door from outside and shouted, "Brother-in-law, come out, I have something to say to you."
Lin Yingying kept trying on her new clothes and coaxed from behind, "Your brother-in-law has made a fortune this time, just ask for whatever money you want, and he can afford it."
"Who said I want money?"
Lin Shanshan curved her eyes, the money Long Fei gave her had not been spent yet, and she was not short of money now.
The door opened, and Long Fei came out with Bald Dog.
"What's up?"
He went over and sat down on the couch, pouring himself a cup of Blood Spirit Flower Tea and took a sip.
The fishy smell of the Blood Clan lingered in his mouth for a long time and just wouldn't go away.
