The strange man licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a hideous expression. Immediately afterwards, a strong man was fished over at random, and he bit on his neck and sucked blood. The strong man struggled desperately in fright, but it was useless, and with the loss of a large amount of blood, his skin gradually dried up, and in the blink of an eye, only skin and bones remained, and he became a dried corpse.

And this monster sucked blood, and its face became a little younger again, and now it looked middle-aged, and its white hair quickly turned black. Seeing this, everyone was even more frightened and almost crazy, and they endured the pain in their legs, and struggled to crawl up, desperate to escape from this place.

The strange man is not in a hurry, as if he is strolling in a leisurely court, shaking his body, and grabbing everyone at will to suck blood. Regardless of the cries of the people, there is not the slightest mercy. It's strange to say, this weirdo has sucked several people dry in a row this time, but his face has become younger and younger, but his stomach has not risen at all. It's as if this large amount of blood has flowed into nothingness.

Bursts of desperate cries resounded throughout the mountain village. Xiaohu and his mother hid in the cellar and shivered. There were bursts of screams and cries in her ears, Xiaohu Niang knew that something big had happened, but she was worried about her husband but was more worried about her son's safety, so she had to endure her worries, and didn't dare to get up and go out to check, just caring about holding Xiaohu tightly in her arms.

After about a quarter of an hour, the crying and screaming outside gradually diminished, and finally disappeared completely. Occasionally, the rumbling of the demolition of the house could be heard, accompanied by one or two terrible screams.

But it was this monster who was going from house to house looking for the elderly, the weak, the women and the children. It's so cruel that he doesn't intend to let anyone go. Xiaohu was worried about his father, and tried to break free from his mother several times, but was held down by his mother. Cover your mouth and nose, and you can't make a sound.

As time passed, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside. From far to near. It seems to be coming to Xiaohu's house. Little Tiger Niang's nervous body trembled, but she didn't dare to make a sound, so she could only secretly pray to the gods and Buddhas in her heart:

Don't stop...... don't stop.......

It's a pity that at this moment, the gods and Buddhas in the sky are afraid that they can't hear the prayers of the little tiger girl. The footsteps outside the door slowly stopped. It seems to be listening to the movement in the house. Xiaohu Niang looked at the child in her arms, her eyes showed reluctance, as if she wanted to explain something to Xiaohu.

But she wanted to speak several times and stopped, but without words, she had already given birth to the heart of death. So he secretly warned Xiaohu with his eyes not to make a sound. Immediately broke free, Xiaohu opened the cellar and jumped out on his own initiative.

Xiaohu desperately tried to hold his mother, but it was only in vain, looking at his mother's resolute back, a terrible premonition rose in his heart. The women of the mountain village are also a little brave, and in order to protect the heirs, the little tiger lady knows that she is invincible, and she has to fight hard. She grabbed a firewood knife, kicked open the door and rushed out.

Standing outside the door was the blood-sucking monster, which had completely changed from an old man to a young man at this moment, with black hair and fair skin, where was he still half old. At this moment, his clothes were already stained with blood. Blood was dripping down his tattered clothes, and blood was spreading under his feet. None of them tell the story of the matter.

"Hehe, another one came out to die. ”

The monster smiled and reached out to pull the firewood knife from the little tiger girl's hand at will. raised his hand and grabbed the arm of the little tiger girl, opened his big mouth and went straight to his throat to bite it. The little tiger girl wanted to dodge, but she was powerless.

Seeing her neck being bitten, wanting to scream but worrying that Xiaohu would be discovered, her eyes gradually revealed despair, so she simply stopped struggling, endured the severe pain of continuous blood loss, and let the monster suck blood, only secretly praying in her heart that Xiaohu would be safe.

The air was filled with the sound of blood rushing out of the trachea, and the little tiger lady's eyes gradually lost their luster. The flame of her life is about to be extinguished. I don't know what kind of magic this monster is doing, and it wants to suck human blood. After only a moment, Xiaohu Niang followed in her husband's footsteps and became a dried corpse.

Although Xiaohu's child is only eight years old, he has been resolute since he was a child, and the mountain child is sensible early, knowing that his mother went out to protect himself. Although I was worried about my mother, I was very sad. But he also knew that it was useless for him to go out, and his mother was going to die in vain. I had to endure the sorrow in my heart. Cover your mouth and try not to make a sound.

After the monster sucked the little tiger lady dry, he threw away the dried corpse and went straight to the house. Strange to say, there was no sound inside. But he expected someone to do so. The cellar lid was violently lifted off, and the monster's scarlet eyes looked at Little Tiger.

With a gesture of his hand, an invisible force was released, and Xiaohu flew straight out of the cellar like a marionette. Xiaohu kicked desperately, but he felt that the monster's hands were like iron hoops, firmly binding his body, and he couldn't move at all. He could only stare at the young man fiercely, his eyes full of hatred.

The monster looked at Xiaohu, but his eyes were a little weird, without the ferocity of Fang Cai, but slightly revealing a trace of appreciation, as well as some complex emotions.

"Little doll, are you willing to worship this seat as a teacher, this seat is the legendary immortal, do you want to become an immortal?" The monster let go of his hand, threw the little tiger on the ground, and spoke.

Xiaohu was thrown to the ground, and his buttocks hurt from falling, and the strange man didn't seem to be ready to kill him. but they wanted to take him as a disciple. I couldn't help but feel a wave of doubt in my heart. But at his young age, he couldn't figure out why this monster didn't kill himself.

"Immortals, do immortals have such great power? Can they kill people at will? Dad, Mother, were all killed by him. It's all my fault, I'm the one who hurt everyone, and if I don't find this monster, everyone will be fine.

Intense remorse poured into Xiaohu's heart like a tide. Bursts of self-reproach gnawed away at his young mind like ants. Immortals! I have such great power, and I have to have power to avenge them. I can't die, yes! who will avenge them if I die.

Thinking of this, Xiaohu secretly made up his mind that he would have a relationship with this monster no matter what. The life left is here, so as to avenge my father's mother.

"If I worship you as a teacher, can I get great power?"

"Haha, fly away, move mountains and seas. Omnipotent. This is our world. ”

The monster looked at Xiaohu with interest, and secretly said in his heart that this child knew that the whole village was killed by me. I didn't cry or make trouble, and I was able to talk to me emotionally. The heart is really the best choice.

Just take him to experiment with this incomplete "Blood Refining True Scripture" Thinking of this, and then looking at this little tiger is more and more satisfied, this kid was born in the mountains, but his heart is superior. It is a good candidate for cultivating the Blood Refining True Sutra.

He died nine times in his life, ran for thousands of miles, and desperately snatched the blood refining true scripture from the ruins of the Xuankong Valley, but it was only a fragment, and he didn't react at all when he practiced while fleeing, and his cultivation did not increase at all. On the contrary, the desire for blood in my heart became more and more intense. Something must have gone wrong.

He tried his best to squeeze out an expression that he thought was very gentle, and said to Xiaohu as "kindly" as possible:

"Little doll, don't hate me, there's no way to kill them, I think they are all ants, they dare to make a mistake to my ancestors, so I have to kill them all. In the future, if you are successful in cultivation, you can seek revenge from me. If you kill me, I will have no complaints. ”

Hearing this, Xiaohu was not verbose, and immediately got up and knelt on the ground, knocking his head a few times, and calling his master. A seven- or eight-year-old boy couldn't be said to be decisive at the moment.

"Hahaha, this is very good, Ancestor I have never confiscated an apprentice in my life, so, you are my founding disciple, you wait for a while, Ancestor I will kill the remnants of women and children. ”

As he spoke, he threw his sleeves away, and when Xiaohu heard this, he gritted his teeth with hatred. But there was nothing to be done. When the monster was far away, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he threw himself on his mother and cried loudly. At the end of the day, he's just an eight-year-old kid, how can he afford such a thing.

"Mother, go with peace of mind, my son will definitely avenge you and my father. ”

Xiaohu cried for a while, and he also realized in his heart that his father had not returned home for a long time, and it was estimated that he had been killed by this monster a long time ago. Thinking of this, it is even more sad.