In the end, there was only a young man in red standing in the middle of the piled corpses. The sun shone on his hideous face with scars. His skin was fair and the scars were bright red, making him look like Shura from hell.
"Ah!!" The witch doctor suddenly screamed hysterically, "The witch and her accomplices killed people! Have you seen that the witch was sent by the devil to destroy our tribe. You believed her, that's why we ushered in Such bad luck."
"Only by killing them, God Pancha will take care of us again, kill them! Kill them quickly!!"
However, just as she uttered her passionate words, suddenly, a red shadow flashed in front of her eyes.
Soon, the witch doctor froze because in the blink of an eye.
The red-clothed boy who was a hundred meters away just now was already standing in front of her, his dark eyes were like bottomless cold pools, coldly reflecting her panic-stricken shadow.
"I... I am the witch doctor of the Cangda Tribe, and I am the servant of Pancha God. You can't... you can't kill..."
A white and slender hand clasped her face like a hand carved from beautiful jade, and blue blood vessels were looming under the snow-white skin, like the most mysterious texture.
Immediately afterwards, the hand squeezed lightly.
"Bang—" there was a sound, blood splattered everywhere, and brains flew everywhere.
The old woman who was shouting arrogantly just now had her head crushed, and her mutilated body slowly fell to the ground.
At this moment, the audience was as silent as death.
Everyone held their breath, watching this boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old standing there quietly.
The red clothes are like snow, the black hair is like ink, and the wind blows his clothes, floating like a fairy, but on the five fingers of his right hand, there is a glaring scarlet liquid, which is falling drop by drop.
Even Xiao Nuo's family, whose lives were saved by the teenager, showed a terrified expression.
Looking at the young man, his body kept shrinking and trembling.
This little brother is too scary, too scary! It was even more terrifying than the coldness that emanated from him the moment he woke up.
Xi Weiwei's gaze swept across the people who looked at him in shock and fear, and a sneer of contempt flashed in his eyes.
This feeling is really familiar, being treated like a monster, disgusted, feared, and excluded.
Although I can't recall any similar experience, but this feeling is really good.
The blood in his body couldn't help but boil.
"What's your hobby?" A girl's cool and pleasant voice suddenly came from next to his ear, pulling him back from his thoughts.
At some point, Xi Yue had already walked up to him, looking at his hands with disgust on his face: "You have to use such a disgusting method to kill people? Even if you like to pinch people's heads, you should at least wear a pair of gloves, right?"
I don't know what kind of hobby this guy is! Don't you feel sick with the white and greasy brains on your hands? Is there still room for dinner
The mockery in Xi Weiwei's eyes gradually turned into shock. This is an extremely rare emotion that can only be seen from his eyes.
Xi Yue threw out a cloth and asked him to wipe off the stains on his hands.
Xi Weiwei took it over, wiped his hand lightly, and said softly after a long time, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Afraid of you?" Xi Yue was taken aback for a moment, then figured out what he was asking, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, "You killed the people who should be killed, and left the lives of people who shouldn't be killed, why should I be afraid of you?" ?”
She didn't expect that this kid looked cold, but he was actually not a cruel and bloodthirsty person.