"Witch, hurry up and offer sacrifices to the heavens. Such a cruel demon will surely turn into a wronged spirit after death and continue to harm the villagers."
"That's right, the demon's soul must be shattered and he must never be reborn!"
Just when there was more and more soil in the pit and Wei Zixi was almost buried.
Suddenly, a small figure flashed and plunged into the huge pit without hesitation.
As soon as the figure entered the huge pit, he immediately lifted Wei Zixi out of the mud. With a flash of the sharp blade in his hand, he cut the rope and shouted, "Quick, follow me!"
Wei Zixi's originally dead and dark eyes suddenly lit up with a bright light, and he grabbed her with his backhand, "Sister Xiyue?!"
The person who came was Xi Yue, who took control of Wei Zihan's body.
She had been watching everything Wei Zixi went through from within Wei Zihan's body, being dragged away, thrown into a pit, and betrayed by his parents. The anxiety in her heart almost drove her crazy.
Although she didn't spend much time with Wei Zixi, this strong, patient and kind little boy left a deep impression on her.
Whenever she sees her, Xiyue always thinks of her brother Xiaochi who is still in a coma.
She remembered how Xiaochi had protected her time and time again and was covered in bruises. She remembered how Xiaochi pretended to be her and was taken away from the laboratory. His body was cut into pieces, his bones were crushed, and finally he was thrown into the waste disposal dump like garbage.
At that time, Xi Yue swore that from then on she would become stronger and would never allow anyone around her to be hurt again.
The strong emotional fluctuations finally allowed Xiyue to regain control of her body.
Without even a moment's hesitation, she picked up a sharp piece of iron that someone had dropped nearby and jumped directly into the pit.
"Sister Xiyue, are you here to save me?" Wei Zixi asked in a hoarse voice.
"It's me!"
While answering, Xi Yue pushed the iron sheet next to the pit, picked up Wei Zixi and stepped on the iron sheet to climb onto the net.
"Wei Zihan, what are you doing?! Are you going to protect this devil again?"
"Ah, they are coming up, the devil is going to be resurrected again. If the devil is resurrected, our village will be doomed."
"Quick, beat them down and bury Wei Zihan and the devil together!"
Xi Yue and Wei Zixi had just climbed to the entrance of the cave when they felt a dark shadow flash in front of them and a shovel hit her head heavily.
She has a strong fighting consciousness, but after all, she has a child's body, without spiritual power or internal strength.
How could he resist this blow? He only felt a sharp pain and a buzzing in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, countless shovels hit her fiercely. Xi Yue could no longer hold on and fell heavily from the edge of the pit.
However, even at this moment, Xi Yue turned around, landed on the ground at the critical moment, and held Wei Zixi in her arms.
Blood flowed from Xiyue's head, and Wei Zixi shouted anxiously, "Sister Xiyue!"
Above the pit, Wei's father and mother were stunned by this sudden turn of events.
"Zi Han, what are you doing? Come up quickly!"
"Zi Han, you are our only child, come up quickly! Don't stay with the devil!"
The last word "devil" was shouted by Wei's mother, but Wei Zixi was already unaware of it at this time. He just looked at Xi Yue nervously.
Xi Yue was also extremely depressed. She looked at the boy's eager eyes and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, I can't save you."
Xi Yue was now covered in wounds, and it was almost impossible for her to rescue Wei Zixi. (To be continued)