It no longer seemed like a little evil thing raised in a blood pool.
The Rakshasa King's eyes flickered.
Master Sang had never seen Little Rakshasa of the past, so he naturally would not notice the change in him. He only felt that this little thing was a little obedient and sensible. How could a big evil thing like the ancestor, who killed people like flies, raise a human-looking little evil thing? It was really puzzling!
"Ancestor." Master Sang did not forget his business. He took out another bottle of blood pills. "These are not ordinary blood pills. They're for you to treat your injuries. Take them and you'll recover in less than three days. At that time, we'll be able to kill our way up the Nether Mountain and kill Sikong Ye to avenge you! And that little girl is pregnant with the Saint King. If you absorb the Saint King's blood energy, your strength will definitely increase greatly!"
