Verse 388: The poor and the miserable

Taking advantage of the moment when the ghost baby's body shrank back, the Qingxu Dao Chang skewered out like a cat that had been squatting for a long time, shot like electricity, grabbed the back of the ghost baby's neck, and then lifted him up, the ghost baby's mouth kept screaming, and a pair of immature calves kept struggling, trying to break free from the hands of the Qingxu Dao Chief, this time the strength in the hands of the Qingxu Dao Chang was full, like an iron tong clamping the neck of the ghost baby, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from his hands at all. 56 Stacks

Qingxu Dao Chang looked coldly at the ghost baby in his hand, and then at the arm that was stabbed by his green burr, in addition to anger in his heart, there was infinite sadness, and he couldn't help scolding in his mouth: "You little brute! The poor road is so bitter, and I almost died in your hands again, look at how the poor road cleans you up! ”

As he spoke, Qingxu Dao Chang carried the ghost baby, strode to the vat filled with the pure yang blood of five boys, and glanced down at the vat, although there was a life-and-death struggle with the ghost baby just now, it didn't delay too much time, and the blood in the vat was still steaming at this moment. The ghost baby suddenly stopped struggling, and a pair of blood-red eyes glanced at the vat, revealing an extremely frightened look like never before, and since he struggled again, the Qingfeng Dao Chief's hand holding him couldn't help but sway from side to side.

"Hey...... Little brute, look at how I clean you up in the poor way, and let you taste the bitterness! As soon as the body of the ghost baby fell into the jar, it was like a red-hot iron, and white smoke rose all over the body, and there was a sound of "Zizilala" for a while, and the mouth kept screaming, like a cat struggling in boiling water, Qingxu Dao Chang watched the ghost baby struggling in the blood tank, crying, and a cruel and proud smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The ghost baby struggled for a while, and the movements of the struggle gradually became weak, and finally he didn't move at all, and the screams of pain in his mouth turned into a moan, and a pair of blood-red eyes also dimmed......

Qingxu Dao Chang looked at the changes of the ghost baby, nodded uncontrollably, and then felt the hot pain in the arm that was pierced by the ghost baby's green burr, and couldn't help but raise his arm to take a look, but saw that the whole arm turned green at this time, this green is a kind of green that is almost black, with a layer of gloomy color, on top of this layer of green, in the dense holes, there are some slender and long hairs, even these hairs are green.

Seeing that his arm had become like this, Qingxu Dao Chang was shocked and frightened, and a fine cold sweat soon appeared on his head, he raised his head and threw the copper coin ancient sword in his hand towards the closed door, only to hear a loud "bang", the two door panels were all shattered and flew, and Qingxu Dao Chang exhaled, "Someone!" Hurry up! ”

After a while, a bandit with a torch ran over from a distance, and stopped at a distance of dozens of zhang from where the Qingxu Daoist was, and asked in a trembling voice: "Dao...... Taoist ...... What do you have to say......