Inside the box.

There was silence.

Feng Wuye and the others all stared at the Xuanyu Daoist on the chair, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the Xuanyu Daoist.

The drinks and meals on the table have long been removed.

A little boy who looked to be about eight or nine years old was lying on it, his face was a little blue, and he was like a gossamer.

At this time, Xuanyu Dao Chang's face was solemn, and one hand was pressed on the little boy's chest, as if he was probing something.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, the little boy let out a cry of pain, suddenly opened his eyes, and stared at Xuanyu Dao Chang without blinking.

The eyeballs are not the normal color, but blood red, and the pupils and whites of the eyes cannot be seen, and the whole eyeballs are red, giving people a very terrible feeling.

At the same time, on the little boy's neck, dense black silk threads appeared, crisscrossing like the roots of a big tree. It looked as if a parasite was attaching itself to its body, eating away at its life force.

The little boy's face became more and more pale, without a trace of blood.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Xuanyu Dao Chief's face suddenly changed greatly, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Boom!

At the moment of withdrawal, the little boy closed his eyes again, smashed his head on the table and passed out. The black lines under its skin were once again hidden and disappeared without a trace.

"Xiao Liang, Xiao Liang, wake up!"

A woman with red and swollen eyes hurriedly rushed up and shouted.

However, the little boy did not respond.

"Xuanyu Dao Chief, this ......" Feng Xueming looked at Xuanyu Dao Chief, looking anxious.

Xuanyu Dao Chang nodded and said, "You're right, your son was indeed subjected to a head-lowering technique!" ”

Speaking of this, Xuanyu Dao Chief's face was also gloomy to the extreme, and his eyes were even more angry with unconcealed anger, and he said angrily: "Moreover, it's still a damn blood-devouring fall!"

Who is so vicious as to curse such a child so viciously? Isn't he afraid of God's wrath?! ”

"Bloodthirsty?"

Hearing the words of Daoist Xuanyu, everyone looked confused!

But through the expression of the Xuanyu Dao Leader at this time, it is not difficult to see that this so-called "blood devouring descent" is absolutely tricky.

"Dao Chief, what is Blood Devouring Descent?" Feng Xueming said worriedly.

Xuanyu Dao Chang's face was ugly and said, "Blood devouring is also a kind of head lowering technique. However, it requires the caster's natal essence blood to cast it! This head-lowering technique is extremely vicious, even if it is thousands of miles away, you can use this drop of essence blood to control the caster! Every time you manipulate it, it consumes the vitality and essence blood of the curse-bearer! ”

Saying that, Daoist Xuanyu looked at the boy on the table here, and said helplessly: "If I am not mistaken, your son has been in a coma twice since the middle head lowering technique. ”

"Dao Chief, what you said is right, Xiao Liang has indeed been in a coma twice." Feng Xueming nodded hurriedly.

"Hey, he's still a kid after all, and his life is weak. If you don't crack this head-lowering technique, I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up after the next coma! Xuanyu Daoist smiled bitterly.

"What?"

Hearing this, Feng Xueming and his wife couldn't help but change color.

Feng Xueming's body trembled, and he said with a panicked expression: "Dao Chief, can't even you do it?" ”

Xuanyu Dao Chang shook his head: "The blood devouring descending is based on the essence blood of the caster's real name, unless the caster himself can be found, otherwise, I can't help the old way." If Lao Dao forcibly makes a move, he may be able to crack this head-lowering technique, and your son will probably die on the spot! ”

When Feng Xueming heard this, his face instantly turned pale, and there was no trace of blood, and he smiled bitterly: "Dao Chief, is there no other way?" ”

"Suzuzu~"

As soon as his words fell, the shrill bell rang again.

Feng Xueming glanced at the number on his mobile phone, with a thick anger in his eyes, and answered the phone and spit out two words: "Monroe!" ”

"Mr. Feng, I don't know what you've thought about?

My strength, you are clear! As long as the two of us cooperate, not only your son can continue to live a healthy life. Your Feng family will also become stronger, and maybe you can also annex the other five major families and be promoted to become the only wealthy family in Lecheng! ”

A lame voice rang out on the phone.

"You're dreaming!"

Feng Xueming sneered, "Meng Luo, you should know the identity of my eldest brother!" I advise you to untie my son's head-lowering technique, otherwise, I will tell my eldest brother about this, and you should know the consequences! ”

"Hehe, I naturally know the identity of Mr. Feng Xueyi! As for the consequences you are talking about, what can be the consequences? Haha...... it's a big deal that I won't ever step into China again in my life! Can you still come to the Golden Triangle to kill me?! Monro smirked.

"You ......"

Feng Xueming was angry, but he also knew that what Meng Luo said was the truth!

Although his eldest brother Feng Xueyi was a feudal official, his power was limited to Yunnan Province, and he could not threaten Monro, which was far away in the Golden Triangle.

"That's it! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! Mr. Feng, I called to tell you that just now my head lowering master told me that you touched his head lowering technique!

Hmph, don't blame me for not warning you, if you dare to move again, you just wait to collect your son's body! Monro sneered.

After speaking, he didn't wait for Feng Xueming to answer, and hung up the phone decisively.

Inside the box, there was silence.

After a long time.

There was a roar of rage in the box.

"This Monroe is really arrogant!"

"This is simply not taking our six families seriously!"

"Isn't he afraid that we'll die with him?"

"Xuanyu Dao Chief, you are a master of the Dragon Court, is it true that you can't even do this head-lowering technique?" Feng Xueming looked at Xuanyu Dao Chief, still a little unwilling.

"Hey......"

Xuanyu Dao Chang sighed, shook his head but did not speak, and his face was a little ugly.

Hearing this, Feng Xueming seemed to have been drained of all his spirits, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

Feng Xueming's wife cried even more, her face full of grief.

Everyone seemed to have been infected by the two of them, and their faces sank like water.

The atmosphere in the entire box was extremely depressed.

"Ahem~"

Just then, a dry cough sounded.

"You guys seem to have forgotten about me?"

Well?

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and subconsciously raised their heads, only then did they notice Lu Zheng sitting in the box.

Everyone is a spirit, and their hearts are secretly bad.

Just now, they were only concerned about the head-lowering technique, and they really ignored this distinguished guest.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to snub you. It's really ......" Feng Xueming took a deep breath and forced a smile to say.

"That's not what I meant!" Lu Zheng smiled and waved his hand, interrupting Feng Xueming's words, "I mean, I should also be a member of the Qi Sect, but you don't seem to have asked my opinion."

Others can't crack this blood-devouring drop, I can! ”