Verse 326: He is my son

Whether it was the bandits brought by Jin Batian, or the villagers of Guojia Village, they had never seen such a terrifying and strange thing, they were like lambs chased by wolves, running around in fear and helplessly, and for a while, the screams, cries, and the roar of the fire bolt erupting were all mixed together, and the whole world suddenly became like a netherworld hell. Baidu search 56 book library,

Guo Dacheng looked at the baby boy, the baby boy who was picked up by himself from Heifengling, the whole person was as if he had been hit in the head by a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he stood there stunned, unable to believe his eyes.

What the hell just happened?

Obviously he was bound by several bandits, and when his tongue was about to be cut off by the bandit with the dagger, his precious son turned into a murderous monster, its red eyes, its two rows of sharp and dense teeth, and its soul-stirring, terrifying scream.

How did it come to be like this? He is obviously his precious son, how could he suddenly become a monster, and a bloodthirsty devilish monster who can bite off other people's necks.

The shock that the ghostly baby boy brought to Guo Dacheng was enough to destroy him, but he was just standing there like a wood carving at this time, watching the ghost baby jump from one person's shoulder to another's shoulder, and the moment he lowered his head, a person's life would be completely cut off under his sharp teeth, and then you could see blood spraying on his so immature body, and then the bitten person fell to the ground and died.

As more and more people fell to the ground, the howl of the ghost baby became more terrible, and the blood red in his eyes became even hotter, like a raging red flame, flashing with a cold and cruel fierce light. At this time, he was like a tiger breaking into the flock, constantly fighting, excited, and cheerful......

Guo Dacheng finally understood one thing, the big insect he encountered in Black Tiger Ridge did not die in his hands at all, he must have died under the sharp teeth of the monster in front of him, and died in the hands of this son who he had always thought was given to him by God.

Oh, my God! Why does the heavens treat themselves like this!

Guo Dacheng looked at the bloodthirsty demon. Before I knew it, I had already burst into tears, choked up and speechless.

"Big ...... Brother Dacheng...... Let's run...... Again...... If you don't leave, that monster will kill us all......" Xiao Sanzi picked up a big knife from the ground, cut the rope tied to Guo Dacheng's body tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice.

Guo Dacheng moved his lips, as if a thousand words were blocked in his throat, and he never said a word, and his body was like a sculpture, standing on the ground and unable to move for half a minute, his eyes staring directly in the direction of the ghost baby.

The little third son saw that the ghost baby was getting closer and closer to them, and at this time, the ghost baby had completely lost the appearance of a person, and his entire body was already stained red with blood, immersed in the mad slaughter.

The third son pulled Guo Dacheng's arm and urged again: "Brother Dacheng...... Let's go! He's coming! ”

Guo Dacheng's whole body shook violently, glanced at the little third son, and then at the ghost baby, as if he was extremely reluctant, and muttered: "I'm not leaving!" He's my son! ”