Miao Kong's heart was filled with a thousand anxieties, and seeing that there was really no other way, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a comatose youth from behind the house.,The boy was probably around fourteen or fifteen years old. He was handsome and well-proportioned, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes. At first glance, one could tell he came from a wealthy family.,Miokong forced out a drop of essence blood, which transformed into a handful of five-colored silk crimson. On the brilliant silk crimson, various vicious curses were entwined.。