"We'll give you one last chance to choose" Yang Zhuo's crimson body was filled with a trace of flame breath that made Thunder feel burning pain, and the majestic momentum descended, like a volcano on Lei Ting's body, and said indifferently: "Choose to join a clan to transform the bloodline, or" Before Yang Zhuo's words were finished, Thunder had already raised his proud head, his back was straight like a sheathed sword, tall and proud, "Since God gave me the bloodline of the ThunderClan, even if the ThunderClan is destroyed, I am still a ThunderClan" Inside the thunder, a golden tdcssotchaterbarotgt,,; mobile phone reading,