Mythical Family: My family is 100 million points strong

As soon as the word "blood tea" came out, the masked clown's expression tightened, and he no longer looked as relaxed as before.

"Okay, you two can wait a moment."

As he said that, he turned around and got into his small shop. There was a rotten wall blocking it, so he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

"Ancestor, blood tea? What is that?"

Lin Mu smiled and said nothing, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table a few times.

When the masked clown placed two cups of steaming blood tea on the table, he calmly said in a low tone: "Good blood tea, please use it slowly."

Looking into the cup, Lin Ying frowned.

What kind of blood tea is this? Just by sniffing, you can smell the pungent smell of blood, and there are unclear water-colored blood clots that seem to be shaking, vaguely like the internal organs of something.

The strange thing was that Lin Ying felt a little cold on her face even before she picked up the teacup.

"Ancestor, this tea..."

The pungent smell of blood made her unable to drink it.

"Look, what kind of tea is this?"

Lin Mu didn't answer her, but stretched out his hand to touch her shoulder. A pair of eyes flashed brightly, and the effect of mountain and river eyes covered Lin Ying's eyes at this moment.

The originally clear picture was immediately covered with a faint layer of gray and black.

The tea shop in front of me was clearly a simple cave on the Gobi Desert.

Lin Ying was startled and quickly looked down.

On the table, what's the tea there!

It was clearly a palm-sized baby with no legs. It was extending its thin tongue, trying to touch Lin Ying's face again and again.

With just that, Lin Ying kicked the table over and vomited on the spot.

This was the most disgusting thing she had ever seen in her life.

The little thing without legs is still sticking out its tongue. Just looking at it makes me want to vomit!

The table was kicked over, and the little babies in the two cups were flopping on the sand, but they couldn't move.

Hearing the sound of the table being kicked over, the masked clown from behind the tea shop jumped out immediately.

At this moment, he was holding a pair of short halberds and looked at the ground, his face was green.

"You two bastards, how dare you hurt my son!"

After saying that, he struck with his halberd. With a wave of his hand, the pungent smell of blood spread into the air.

Obviously, this guy killed many people with these short halberds.

However, Lin Mu was not afraid of evil spirits at the fifth level of the Supreme Realm. However, he needed to get some information from him and could not kill him immediately.

As soon as the mad sword came out, the sword energy was everywhere, and the power of the half-step divine weapon instantly overturned the masked clown.

Lin Ying, who had calmed down, was furious. She stretched out her hand to swipe the white crane, and the two big babies with no feet on the ground were immediately slaughtered by her, completely losing their breath.

"Boss, boss, don't kill me. As long as I can do anything, I will definitely do it properly for the boss."

Being able to survive until now in Pingyu Jia Yitian is enough to show how ruthless this masked clown is, and his eyesight is naturally indispensable.

Didn't it appear at first glance that Lin Mu must have something going on that could use him.

Don't talk about killing the donkey, you have to live until that time first.

After all, Pingyu Jia Yitian is full of unknowns. No one knows what will happen in the next second, so just live well this second.

"Very good, let me ask you, is this the power point of the two gangs, Sand Dune and Pagoda?"

"Yes, yes, sir, this is indeed the battle point between the pagoda and the sand dune, called Ghost Gate Beach."

"People living here never know whether they are humans or ghosts. Some are even more ghosts than the ghosts in the underworld."

Lin Mu still believed in this. If it weren't for the Shanhe Eye's ability to see through illusions, he might really have been tricked.

"Very good, what's your name? Which force do you belong to?"

The mad sword hung on his forehead, so there was no need to worry about him not telling the truth.

"The little one, the little one is called Xue Tu. He specializes in picking up leaks in this ghost beach. He absorbs the blood, structure, and spiritual power of some monks and turns it into his own strength."

"The younger one comes from Pagoda and is one of the Thirteen Silver Ghosts of Pagoda."

The masked clown, also known as Silver Ghost, said it in one breath. For fear of any hesitation, the man killed him on the spot.

After all, he has done such moody things more than once, and he knows that a little hesitation is the difference between life and death.

"Very well, tell me the situation of the two major forces, Pagoda and Sand Dune."

Lin Mu rolled his eyes slightly and asked.