Start as the true ancestor of the blood clan

It was drizzling outside the dilapidated small temple.

A gust of cold air blew in, and everyone in the small temple couldn't help shivering.

Everyone wrapped up their clothes and approached the middle fire.These people are in rags.Unkempt, with a dish next to them.

This is a bunch of beggars.

The small temple is the home of the beggars. They spend their nights here. There are eleven beggars in total, huddled together, hoping to be warm.

The fire was crackling and burning.

The ten beggars looked gloomy, and everyone looked at the person in the corner vaguely.

It was a half-grown child.

Wearing a gray dress with holes exposed, it was dirty and smelly. At this moment, he leaned against the corner, closed his eyes tightly, his body trembled from time to time, his face was pale, and he looked very weak.

"Xiao Guizi caught the cold and hasn't gone out to beg for two days..."

Beside the fire, someone sighed.

"God kills people who are miserable. We don't have the money to treat him when he catches a cold. I'm afraid he won't survive tonight!"

It was a pity.

"It's all that bastard Jin Changan, didn't he just touch him, why did he do this to Xiao Guizi!"

"They are human beings, so we beggars are not human beings? Damn you!"

Some people disagree.

Everyone was chattering, and there was another burst of useless discussion.

Two days ago, Xiao Guizi was begging at the door of the inn. When she got up, she bumped into Jin Changan, the leader of the Qinglong Gang. She only touched his clothes, but was kicked away by Jin Changan.

Jin Chang'an is a martial artist. Although he is the weakest Body Tempering Realm, ordinary people can't stand it, let alone Xiao Guizi who lacks nutrition.I was knocked out directly, and after waking up, I was caught in the wind and cold, and I haven't recovered until now. Not only that, but my body is getting weaker and weaker.

Although the beggars were dissatisfied with Xiao Guizi in various ways, no one approached him, and no one moved him to the fire to keep warm.

They continue to discuss the injustice of fate.

in the corner.

Xiao Guizi's eyes moved, and the next moment, she opened them suddenly, her eyes were bright and clear like stars.

"Me, where am I?"

Chen Mo was puzzled.

It's really interesting to come here after waking up from sleep.

Looking at the simple beams of the small temple above his head, he couldn't help but diverge his thinking and try his best to find the answer.After thinking and thinking, after half a minute, he finally figured out the current situation.

"I crossed!"

"From a high school dog to a beggar named Xiaoguizi!"

"Xiao Guizi, 15 years old, a beggar who earns extra money for the Qinglong Gang, handing in all the money he begs every day, bumped into Jin Changan two days ago..."

All the information about this body rushed to his face, and was completely absorbed by Chen Mo.His face was ugly for a while, feeling the weakness of his body and the dizziness of his brain, the unhappiness in Chen Mo's heart could not be suppressed.

Before time travel, he had a happy family. Although he was suppressed by the intensive study in high school, he was generally happy.But now, he suddenly became a dying little beggar, which made him extremely useless.

Right now, he is suffering from typhoid fever and will die at any moment.This makes him have no time to take into account the reluctance to let go of his previous life, the miss of his parents, and his infinite love for electronic products.

He doesn't want to die!

Especially this kind of situation where you just crossed over and didn't do anything.

Having read countless novels, movies and anime in his previous life, Chen Mo thought he was a normal young man who loved life and advocated the truth, kindness and beauty of society.He was very unwilling to die like this.

suddenly.

A neutral voice sounded in his ear.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for binding the world's number one system."

"Ding, the main mission has started."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the auxiliary ability to complete the task: the blood of the true ancestor of the blood!"

"Ding, due to the suppression of the will of the world, the bloodline of the true ancestor of the blood race is restricted. Every time the host improves to a higher level, the ability of one bloodline will be released."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the blood ancestor ability 1: Blood Sacrifice."

Along with the sound of these neutral voices, a large amount of information also appeared in Chen Mo's mind, most of which were from the No. [-] system in the world, and a small part were from the blood of the true ancestor of the blood clan.

The world's first system.

This is his golden finger, which can lead him to the heavens and worlds. Every time he goes to a world, he must complete the fixed main task, which is to become the No.1 force in the world.

After completing the task, you can leave the world.

In order to make it easier for him to complete the mission, every time he travels through a world, he will obtain a mission completion auxiliary ability.At present, because the system puts most of its power on shielding the world consciousness and protecting him from being discovered as a black household.Therefore, there is no extra power to shield the world consciousness from detecting the auxiliary ability to complete the task.

appear in the present situation.

Every time a great realm is raised, the ability of a blood clan true ancestor will be unsealed.

Chen Mo was instantly excited.

True Ancestor of the Blood Race!
What kind of existence is this?

The ancestor of the vampire, handsome and elegant, an earl duke prince or something.

Just think about it and it's perfect.

But after a closer look, he made a new discovery. This blood ancestor seemed to be different from what he knew.So far, he only has the ability of Blood Sacrifice.

He can increase his strength, improve his aptitude, and recover from injuries by devouring blood.Each phagocytosis of blood can be used in these three aspects, and blood can be stored.Among them, there is also a magical ability.

He can instantly suck out the blood of living beings, condense into a blood mass and devour it.

Well, it's not a great ability.

"Recover from injury."

Chen Mo focused on this ability, as long as he swallowed the blood, he could recover from his injuries and get out of the current situation.As for whether typhoid fever counts as an injury, he didn't have the time to think about it.

till this moment.

The most important thing is to get blood, but how will he get it?
Take it directly from a person?
But the education he received did not allow this. He is a good boy who implements truth, goodness and beauty.However, if it really gets to that point, in order to survive...

blood.

blood.

Chen Mo thought of these two words in his heart, frantically turning his brain, thinking about the problem.

At the same time, the feeling of weakness, powerlessness, and dizziness in his body was getting bigger and bigger. He had no doubt that he would have a fever and burn to death after tonight!

Thinking of this.

Chen Mo quickly had an idea.

Leaning against the corner, he suddenly coughed forcefully for a while.

"Cough cough cough..."

The sudden sound broke the intense discussion of the ten beggars, and they all looked at Chen Mo in unison.

"Old man Wang! Come here, come here!"

Chen Mo tried his best and said.

Beside the fire, nine beggars of different ages set their sights on an old man. This old man was also dressed in rotten clothes, his hair was shattered, and his face was withered and yellow.

Old man Wang heard the voice.

A moment of silence.

It's not without reason that they don't help and stay close to Chen Mo!

Although Jin Changan is only a small leader of the Qinglong Gang, he happens to be in charge of all the beggars in this city.Their lives are in this guy's hands.

The reason for not getting close to Chen Mo is to avoid being implicated by him and being retaliated by Jin Changan. After all, what happened to Chen Mo was caused by Jin Changan alone.

No one wants to offend him.