After Signing In For 50 Years, I Became A Blood Clan Boss

[Chapter 22]: Pet Night Falcon, Petsha! (Second more)

Trader's door.

Fang Qingyan hired a large carriage, and two staff members helped him lift the heavy coffin and secure it with ropes.

Service was attentive.

"Wait, sir."

Just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped.

Fang Qingyan turned around in confusion, and saw a beautiful and graceful female waiter who came with a wooden box and handed it to Fang Qingyan respectfully.

"This is?"

"It's your first time coming to our auction house, sir?" She smiled charmingly and her voice sweet. "We have a rule that every auction event, the customer with the highest spending will receive a mysterious gift."

Pretty good at doing business.

Fang Qingyan didn't have any ink, so he took the wooden box and got into the carriage to leave.

...

There is no bloody plot like "auction, revenge and pursuit" described in previous life novels.

After all, this is an auction held by the Revnor Clan.

To offend the royal family for a coffin, unless the brain is watted!

The carriage went out of the city smoothly.

On the way, Fang Qingyan picked up the wooden box and opened it.

"Huh? Is this... a creature's egg?"

He looked at the things inside and was a little surprised.

A snow-white egg is four or five times bigger than a goose egg.

There is also a manual included -

Dear Guest:

This is the egg of a night falcon. After hatching, you will get a beautiful new partner. Thank you for participating in the auction of the Revnor family. Welcome to visit again and wish you a happy life!

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Fang Qingyan was surprised again.

I originally thought that the "gifts" were nothing good, but I didn't expect the auction house to be so sincere.

He had read many books in Count Carstein's study, and one of them was an introduction to the birds and beasts of the Otherworld.

The night falcon is a very ferocious raptor with flying ability, vision, mobility and aggressiveness. It is a carnivore and is at the top of the bird food chain.

A full-grown night falcon can easily grab a strong cow from the ground.

Because of its gorgeous and beautiful appearance, as well as its aloof and arrogant personality, the Night Falcon is deeply loved by the nobles of Laemia.

The value of this giveaway is not less than 1000 gold coins.

That's why Fang Qingyan said that the auction house is very sincere.

Having a pet is fine too.

He smiled happily.

...

Back to Kasteinburg.

The new recruits who have been recruited before are all waiting here.

Fang Qingyan assigned each of them a job, explained all the matters that should be paid attention to, and took them to their respective houses.

... just like what Albert did to him back then.

After everything was done, Fang Qingyan ordered his servants to lift up his "love coffin" worth 8,000 gold coins and returned to his room.

After the servant left, he couldn't wait to close the door.

Open the coffin lid and lie down inside.

"Tsk tsk~ You get what you pay for, it's comfortable!"

Feeling the wisps of breath and wrapping himself, like bathing in warm spring water, the body and spirit have been warmed up, Fang Qingyan felt that the money was worth it.

This coffin is indeed better than that of Count Carstein, and the effect is even better!

"System, I want to sign in."

"Ding! Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for getting: War Beast Essence and Blood x1."

Fang Qingyan was stunned.

I thought I heard it wrong, I took out the blood essence, and found that although the aura above was powerful, it was completely different from the blood clan.

I'm a vampire, what are you doing with the blood of an orc?

The blood and essence of other creatures, the blood clan can only be used as food to fill their stomachs, and they are not helpful for cultivation.

Azeroth's war beast-level orcs, and the earl are a level of power.

But what Fang Qingyan needs now is the blood of the marquis, the blood of the duke, not the blood of the orcs.

"The system will not aimlessly. All the rewards obtained by signing in will definitely be available to me."

He thought for a while, suddenly remembered something, and looked at the pet egg on the side.

Could it be that... the blood of this war beast is for it?

Fang Qingyan raised his eyebrows, got up and walked over, dripping blood on the pet egg.

A purple light lit up on the eggshell, and the blood instantly sank into it and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the pet egg suddenly trembled, and the temperature rose sharply, becoming extremely hot.

The wooden table made a "Zizzizi" sound, and the table top was burnt to a pitch black. Fang Qingyan could only reach out to pick up the egg and hold it in his palm.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, as hot as a soldering iron.

The shivering of the eggs became more and more intense.

After a few more minutes, the trembling suddenly stopped, the temperature slowly dropped, the pet egg did not move at all, and it was dead silent.

Fang Qingyan's mouth twitched: "tm, shouldn't I be played to death by me?"

He was speechless when a "click" sounded suddenly in his ear.

The eggshell cracked a crack, and a ray of purple light showed through it, and then the cracks increased rapidly, and the purple light became brighter and brighter, quickly spreading the entire pet egg.

click~

Broken egg.

A petite and cute little thing crawled out.

It has sparse purple fur, large eyes, and a translucent beak with a pointed tip.

Young Falcon first looked around blankly, and then his eyes fixed on Fang Qingyan's face.

"chirp~"

It cried out with joy.

Fang Qingyan stared at it and muttered to himself: "It doesn't seem to be very smart, and it doesn't match the description of the night falcon in the book. Is it a mutation?"

"Let me give you a name, how about 'Petricia'?"

"Chirp!"

The young falcon patted the tender meat wings and seemed very satisfied with the name.

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