Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

The scene in front of us was terrible. One moment, the lively young city master was still a bright young man. The next moment, he withered quickly and became an old man at dusk. He struggled to get up while breathing loudly, like a broken bellows, but he had no strength to leave the nightmare bed“ I must be dreaming... I must be dreaming! " The young city Lord did something outrageous to the one on the bed. It was retribution. The young city Lord has become an old man with kidney deficiency. He should restrain himself. Thinking of this, ye Qingxia silently put down the bed curtain. The door opened with a bang. The fat attendant at the door of the house hesitated for a moment after hearing the scream of the young city Lord, and then bumped into the door“ Ah... Childe! Childe... "When the fat servant came in, he ignored the young city Lord who became an old man on the bed and looked for his young city Lord around the house in a panic. He clearly heard the scream of the little city Lord, but he couldn't find the little city Lord. However, he became more and more afraid in a short time. A cold sweat ran across his fat and greasy cheeks. Ye Qingxia held her breath and looked at the fat attendant coming towards her. She had a hunch that he would lift the curtain of the bed next second. She was thinking whether to take the initiative now or wait for him to lift it in a moment“ Ma, why don't you help me up? " At this critical moment, the little city Lord shouted the fat servant with a hoarse roar. Ye Qingxia couldn't see the fat attendant's face clearly, but from the way he shook like chaff, he must have been greatly frightened. No one can accept the reality at present“ Childe? " The fat attendant screamed and jumped on the white haired and gully faced young city Lord, looked up and down, and saw the young city Lord's appearance from his old face. He was so shocked that he forgot the words that the little city Lord asked him to help him up. Holding the little city Lord's face, he wailed and shouted, "no, you... How did you become like this? You are dozens of years older than the city Lord! Oh, my God! Are you under any witchcraft? When the city Lord comes back, how can I tell him... "I must still be dreaming! I'm dreaming! " The young city Lord was angry and muttered to himself. Then he offered a long sword and waved to cut the fat servant's neck. With a flash of cold light, the fat attendant looked at the young city Lord in front of him in disbelief, covering the gushing blood in vain“ I... you... "The fat servant held the young city Lord's old hand like a chicken's claw tightly with a bloody hand, as if he wanted to question him why he wanted to kill him. Before he finished, the fat attendant fell on the side of the bed, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. The young city Lord breathed out a foul breath full of anger, and stared at the fat servant at the edge of the bed. Blood flowed out of the wound on his neck. He sniffed his nose, smacked his mouth and swallowed. This blood seems to be the most delicious existence in the world. The little city Lord succumbed to his inner desire and bent down to drink the blood of the fat servant. At night, the slightly hot wind rushed in and danced lightly in the room, blowing away the incense in the room. The flowers that ye Qingxia tried to hold were green. At this time, because the air was fresh, he snorted. Although the sound was not loud, it was still very clear in the quiet room where only a few city leaders drank blood. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.