Seeing Tingting's bent desire to die, Lian Sheng suddenly couldn't do it.

is obviously a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, flower-like girl, but now her heart is like ashes.

Lian Sheng has never seen the "Holy Child" in her mouth, but looking at Tingting's appearance, she knows that this so-called Holy Child is not a good person.

Just as Liansheng was hesitating, a gloomy voice came from behind him.

"Little sister, don't you know that as long as the enemy still has a breath in the battle, you can't let him go, seize the flaw, kill with one blow, and never suffer in the future."

Liansheng recognized this voice, and this voice was not ...... That little boy!

Lian Sheng turned his head in surprise and looked at the little boy standing not far away with a smile on his face.

The little boy was followed by a large group of villagers, all of whom looked indifferent.

"You are what she calls "Holy Child"? ”

The little boy didn't answer her words, and looked past Liansheng to Tingting who fell to the ground.

"Tingting."

Hearing her name, Tingting's whole body immediately tensed.

Lian Sheng also felt Tingting's changes, so he was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that they should be a group, why did the reinforcements come, but she didn't have a trace of joy.

However, for this reason, Liansheng knew the answer in the next second.

Tingting, who had just been injured and fell to the ground, suddenly began to spasm all over her body for some reason, and then she kept spitting out a large pool of black liquid from her mouth.

If you look closely, you can still see that there are many small worms that are constantly wriggling.

However, the holy boy still looked at Tingting with a smile.

"Lord Holy Boy, Lord Holy Boy, the slave knows that it is wrong, this time the slave and the maid are not doing well, please let me go, the slave will not be ...... next time"

Yes!

Before Tingting finished speaking, she spit out another mouthful of black liquid, and then her whole body rolled violently, as if she was enduring great pain.

Looking at Tingting's tragic image, Lian Sheng did not have half a point of pity.

For the person who once wanted to take his own life, there is no need to sympathize with him, and this kind of fate is a punishment for unrighteousness.

The whole process lasted less than half a cup of tea, and slowly, Tingting stopped moving.

Looking at Tingting, who was lifeless on the ground, her death was miserable, and the holy child's emotions did not fluctuate at all. Even the name of the village behind him was indifferent.

"Little sister, do you know that Tingting died because of you."

Hearing the Holy Child's question, Lian Sheng did not answer, only frowned slightly.

Without Liansheng's reaction, the holy boy was not annoyed, and then said to himself: "If you didn't refuse when I invited you to the bonfire party at night just now, then Tingting would not have died." ”

"Even without me, according to your means, she may not live long in your hands."

Lian Sheng looked at the holy boy who was very different from the harmless appearance of humans and animals when he first met, and deeply reflected on whether he had lived too comfortably in Qingxu Tian, and he didn't even see that the child's heart in front of him was as dark as an abyss.

"No, young lady, you're wrong, how can I be that kind of person, I just sincerely hope you can come to our bonfire."

When he said this, the holy boy was like an innocent little boy, and his expression really seemed to be purely inviting Liansheng to play.

However, Liansheng, who was fooled once, was not confused again this time.

"I understand your kindness, forget about the bonfire party, I have something important to do first, and I will leave."

After speaking, Liansheng turned his head and left.

However, the Holy Child had no intention of letting her go.

"Little sister, I know that I can't keep you with a strong one, so I ......"

So?

Then Liansheng heard a whimper behind him.

When I turned my head, it turned out to be a woman villager kneeling and being choked by the Holy Child.

The holy boy looked like a little boy, but his strength was surprisingly great, the woman who was choked by his neck, the whole face was pinched by lack of oxygen, and slowly turned purple, but it was pinched like this, and the woman did not have a strange struggle.

"What do you mean by that?" Looking at the woman's face, Lian Sheng was anxious, but the surface was silent.

"So I'm going to threaten you and me with the lives of these villagers."

As soon as the words fell, the holy boy strained his hand, and the woman's neck was crooked, and she lost all the breath of life.

You!

Looking at the woman who fell to the ground softly, Liansheng's heart was full of unbearable.

"Little sister, haven't you made up your mind?" The holy boy looked at Liansheng with a smile, and he didn't urge, but with a wave of his hand, another person fell into his hand.

The difference with this person is that this person was pushed out by the villagers. And she looks like a little girl of five or six years old.

And although the woman before knew the end, her face was still full of indifference, thinking that it should be the result of being bewitched by the holy child.

But when the little girl was pushed out by the crowd, her face was full of horror, and her huge eyes were full of tears.

The holy boy was also stunned when he saw this little girl, and there was still someone who could stay awake. Thinking like this, he grabbed the little girl's neck and slowly pressed hard.

In an instant, the little girl's white and tender little face turned purple, and her little hands like lotus roots kept waving, and the expression on her face was very painful, and intermittent words came out of her mouth.

"Mom...... Mom, help me, Xiaojing hurts so much...... It hurts. ”

However, Xiao Jing's mother, the woman who had just pushed her out of the crowd, was indifferent to her daughter's painful struggle.

Slowly, Xiao Jing's struggle became less and less.

"Stop!"

As soon as Liansheng's voice fell, the Holy Child's strong hand stopped. Xiao Jing felt the strength in her neck relax, and she couldn't stop coughing.

"What, young lady has figured it out, do you want to go back with me?"

Seeing that the Holy Child was holding the victory ticket, Lian Sheng suddenly felt powerless in his heart, just like that day.

Dealing with the world, especially in the human world, because of many taboos, I always feel that I have more than enough heart but not enough power.

"I'll go back with you, and you won't hurt the villagers anymore."

Seeing the ripples relieved, the holy child was overjoyed.

"Okay, as long as you're willing to go back with me, don't let these untouchables go."

And Xiao Jing, who had just escaped, hesitated when she saw her mother's indifferent expression, then ran towards Liansheng, and then hugged Liansheng's legs.

"You?"

Looking at the "lump" holding his legs, Liansheng didn't know what to do.

"Sister, I beg you, let me follow you, otherwise Lord Holy Child will not spare me." Xiao Jing looked at the stunning woman in front of her, and felt in her heart that she would definitely be able to save her mother, and she must follow her and beg her to save her mother.