I'm useless, but my apprentices are all gods who protect others.

Sheng Yi subconsciously rushed forward, but his hand passed through the boiling water and could not hold anything.

Only then did Sheng Yi realize that he was just a shadow now, and at the same time he also understood that the child was hopeless.

Before the baby even had time to scream, water invaded his mouth and nose. He frowned kindly and couldn't bear to see the child in trouble, so he stood up and looked around.

She is now in a secret room with a stone wall. In the huge space, a road leads to the stone platform. Ribbon-like water flow surrounds the stone platform, and the hot air drips out and wets the cold stone wall.

Standing next to Sheng Yi were two middle-aged men. They seemed to have just been through a fight. Their clothes were shabby and they had injuries on their faces and bodies.

They seemed unable to see the kindness, their eyes were fixed on the baby who fell into the water, their backs were stiff and their faces were tense.

"Brother, think about it carefully. If you take this step, you can't look back." Duan Su said in a trembling voice.

"That's your newborn son... Do you really want him to live like this, neither a human nor a ghost..."

Duan Xing's eyes were determined: "I am the head of the family. Since he was reincarnated as my son, he has this responsibility. If you don't want to do this, you can leave, but don't try to hinder me."

Duan Su struggled in his heart and pondered for a long time. When he raised his head and looked at the baby, his eyes were no longer kind. "This ancient evil method costs a lot. Since the big brother has made up his mind, I will also help him."

Then the two of them luckily inject spiritual power into the evil things and ghosts.

The originally clear spiritual energy, after being circulated by Wangui Fang, came out as black death energy and slowly flowed into the body of the baby soaked in the water.

Sheng Yi stared at Wan Guifang, feeling strange.

Before setting up the formation, she had checked the surrounding environment and found that there was no threat.

The reason why she was suddenly pulled into this illusion must be related to Duan Yanyao.

But Wangui Fang was destroyed 1000 years ago and completely disappeared from the world.But these two men are now using Wangui Fang to convert death energy, which shows that the time and space of the illusion is at least 1000 years ago.

The problem is that Duan Yanyao is only 16 years old, how can he be related to such a distant time and space?

Sheng Yi's heart sank and he continued to watch the changes.

The baby in the water was red all over, and it was suspended in the water without sinking or floating. Slowly, the thick air of death enveloped the baby.

The two men did not dare to relax until all their spiritual energy was exhausted, then they took Wan Guifang away and collapsed on the ground.

The huge secret room was extremely silent. Only the black air wrapped around the child's body made a horrifying sound, and from time to time there was the crisp sound of bones shifting, as if something was chewing the brittle bones alive.

The black air stirred, tore, and grew larger and larger, finally pushing the child to the surface of the water.

There was just a crashing sound, and countless strands of black energy turned into slender hands, lifting the baby out of the water.

But the baby lying in the middle of the black air, who had been scalded to death, now came back to life and let out a powerful and loud cry.

The black energy tightly surrounds the baby, as if it is aware of the baby's mood swings, and will pretend to rock to comfort the baby.

The black energy is the death energy that can cause great harm to strangers, but at this moment, there are still babies grabbing onto it obediently.

Successful.

The two men were relieved and looked at the baby crying loudly, still looking solemn.

Shengyi looked at the baby and saw the deathly aura around him, knowing that the child was no longer a human being.

She once read in a incomplete ancient book that if a baby with a very yin birth date was scalded to death with boiling water during a bad time, and then supplemented with powerful death energy, the baby could be transformed into a very yin ghost body. .

He still looks like a human being and can live like a human being, but even if his arms and legs are severed, as long as his soul remains, he can be regenerated indefinitely.

Ancient books record things that happened thousands of years ago, and they are incomplete. Such things have disappeared in the modern world.

Sheng Yi didn't expect to see it in Duan Yanyao's fantasy.

"Duan Su, go cut off his head."

Duan Xing regained consciousness and instructed his younger brother.

"Brother, Zhou Xie is an evil ghost and god. Do you really want to sacrifice to him? Once the sacrifice starts, you will have to give someone else's head every month..." Duan Su walked to the baby with a knife and looked at the baby's black and clear face. His eyes really couldn't let go.

"Please, please. I turned Yao'er into a ghost body just to cope with the monthly sacrifice. He can be regenerated infinitely, and there is no problem in dying multiple times. Now I have turned Yao'er into a ghost body, Is there still a way to go back?"

Duan Xing saw his brother was indecisive, gritted his teeth, and ruthlessly snatched the knife from Duan Su's hand.

"When the old man didn't choose you to inherit the family business, it was because you always had the kindness of a woman. We are almost halfway through this journey, so why bother looking forward and backward!"

Duan Xing said this to Duan Su, but also seemed to be saying it to himself.

He didn't look into the baby's eyes, he aimed numbly at the child's neck, raised the knife with his hand, and then dropped his head.

The baby's cry suddenly disappeared, its little head fell to the ground, and its smiling expression was frozen instantly.

What's strange is that his limbs are still dancing, and his fleshy little hands are still holding on to the dead air, seemingly unaffected by the decapitation.

Duan Xing's stomach was churning, and the knife fell on the ground. He didn't look at the baby again, and only told his brother, "Why are you still standing there? Pick up his head."

Duan Su was stunned for a moment, then wrapped the baby's head in cloth and followed his elder brother to another secret room.

Sheng Yi wanted to follow, but there was a transparent barrier at the door of the secret room, and she couldn't get through it no matter what.

So she went back to where she was.

The dead breath lifted the child's body to the stone platform, where he crawled slowly on all fours.

Just looking at his body movements, you would think that he is just an innocent and playful child.

If you ignore the fact that he has no head.

Sheng Yi watched from the side, remembering the evil ghosts and gods the two mentioned, but had no clue.

Immortals and gods all happened thousands of years ago.

There are no so-called gods in Jiuzhou and Demon Realm now. Everyone thinks it is a legend and just listen to it.

Sheng Yi didn't know if Zhou Xie was really a god, but there was a barrier on the secret room door, so she couldn't leave.

While pondering, the two brothers Duan Xing came back empty-handed.

Their faces were pale, but not as nervous as before.

Duan Su asked: "Brother, if this is enough, can our Duan family's luck really improve?"

Duan Xing said coldly: "Just wait and see."

At this time, the headless baby was playing with the dead air. While crawling, the baby accidentally fell down and fell into the dead air. When he escaped from the dead air, his head had grown out.

Duan Xing and Duan Su fell silent again when they saw the newborn baby.

It was Duan Xing who spoke first: "Go and hug him."

Duan Su had picked up the beheaded head just now, and now he was facing an intact baby, and there was no more psychological burden.

Duan Su picked up the cutely smiling baby and said, "Brother, you haven't given me a name yet."

"After this incident, he has long ceased to be human. My youngest son is already dead." Duan Xing saw that the child's head had been cut off and grown again, and he felt inexplicably nauseated when he thought of the knife he had just swung at the baby's neck.

Despite this, Duan Xing still said: "Just call him Ayan."

Duan Su fell silent after hearing this.

Sheng Yi stood beside him with his arms folded, looking at the child's innocent smile and lowering his eyes, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

This is a poor child.