The young descendant stood tremblingly behind the Qingxu Dao Chief, and asked in a trembling voice, "Dao...... Taoist ...... Are you looking for me? ”

"Hmm......" Qingxu Dao Chang glanced back at the young descendant, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a faint smile, this smile was a little sinister, and the young descendant looked at the back of the young descendant, and his body trembled even more.

"Young Doll...... How old are you this year? Qingxu Dao Chang asked with a smile.

"Seventeen ......," the latter replied honestly.

"Not bad...... not bad" Qingxu Daoist nodded again and again, and said, "Doll...... You come with the poor road, the poor road will let you do you a favor, and you will be rewarded by the golden master for a while......" As he spoke, the Qingxu Dao chief slowly walked towards the barren grass on the side with the ghost baby in his arms, and at this time, the ghost baby who had been in his arms suddenly lay on the shoulders of the Qingxu Dao Chief, revealing two blood-red eyes from the black cloth, it stared at the young descendant, suddenly stretched out his tongue, licked his lips again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was evil.

"Thank you, Dao Chief...... the young Housheng replied, and timidly followed behind the Qingxu Dao Chief, walking towards the barren grass.

After walking for a distance of about ten zhang, and at this time he was already far away from the crowd, Qingxu Daoist suddenly turned around, looked at the young descendant, and said with a sinister smile: "Doll...... Do you know what Poor Dao asks you to do? ”

The young descendant seemed to sense something, his legs trembled even more, and he unconsciously took two steps back, and said in horror: "Little one...... The little ones don't know ......."

"Poor Dao wants to lend you some blood...... Feed my good boy......" Qingxu Daoist Hehe sneered a few times, and ripped off the black cloth covering the ghost baby in his arms, and the ghost baby suddenly turned his face and looked at the young offspring, his eyes were blood-red, and there was a burst of oozing chatter and laughter in his throat.

"Ah......" The young descendant screamed, turned around and ran towards the road where he came, but his legs were too frightened to walk, and he stumbled under his feet, screaming and threw himself on the ground, and before the young descendant fell to the ground, he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking, as if something was lying on his back, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes, and before he screamed again, the sharp teeth of the ghost baby had bitten his neck, and the young descendant made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, His hands waved wildly, his face instantly turned black, and a trace of dirty blood slowly overflowed from his mouth, and finally he fell to the ground without moving.

"Goo Dong Gu Dong ......" The ghost baby gulped the blood in the neck of the next child, and a pair of white and tender little hands hugged the man's neck, like a big white mouse gnawing on its own food.

The dead descendant, staring at a pair of frightened eyes, failed to close his eyes at the last moment of his dying struggle, and he really couldn't die.

After drinking half a column of incense, the corpse of the young descendant shrank a lot, and the skin of his body looked wrinkled, as if he had suddenly changed from a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy to a seventy or eighty-year-old man, which looked very terrifying.

The ghost baby finally raised his head, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips very contentedly, red blood still sliding from the corners of his mouth.