God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Vera and the skeleton driver walked very fast. Except for the skeleton driver who was occasionally slow due to bone dislocation, Vera, who walked silently on high heels, moved very fast.

Vera looked a little anxious. He lowered his head and touched his exposed skin from time to time. His back looked a little panicked.

The Witch Forest was very large, and there were a lot of broken grass blades on the ground. Even if the force was gentle, there would still be a rustling sound when stepped on, which made He Ziyun not dare to get too close.

If you don't get close, you won't be able to see Vera's current situation.

Just when the female voice of the system started to prompt the countdown for the effect of the night vision pill, Vera and the skeleton driver not far away finally stopped.

In front of them was a tree hole that had been hollowed out and made into a "building".

A witch opened the door, bent slightly when she saw the two people, and took them in.

The wooden door was closed, and He Ziyun was finally able to walk out of the corner.

He Ziyun was certain that he had not seen this tree house during the day. It was impossible for such an obvious building not to leave some impression.

The tree house is very high, and unlike some other short tree holes, its trunk is full of densely packed small windows with artificial openings. Each window emits a strange green light, which is a bit scary.

He Ziyun walked to the tree house, looked down and saw some red liquid flowing on the ground next to the tree house, and a sweet smell filled his nose.

He Ziyun frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart. He subconsciously looked up at the top of the tree house.

On the tree roof, countless sticky scarlet blood gushes out from the cracks at the top, flows down the tree trunk, falls into the channel next to the tree house, and slowly converges into a red river.

The blood flowing next to the tree hole is not warm, but rather chilly and creepy.

He Ziyun suppressed the disgust in his heart, took a few steps forward, stood next to the bloody water, lowered his head and looked into the small window at the lowest point.

In the treehouse, there are countless stone tables that resemble processing lines. Countless witches are wearing thin black robes and dealing with the "things" on the stone tables.

The first was a man whose hands and feet were bound and his mouth was gagged. He kept twisting on the stone table and tried to escape. He was directly held down by the nearest witch, who reached out and carefully groped the other person's skin.

"No, the skin is too rough, the internal organs don't meet the requirements, and it looks too old."

A witch shook her head.

The other witch said with a smile: "Forget it, just throw it away."

As she spoke, the witch threw the man onto another stone table and began to examine the next man.

The man who was thrown aside lay on the stone table panting, his chest heaving violently, his eyes full of joy.

He Ziyun by the window lowered his eyes and looked at the man on the stone table, sighing.

The man may have thought he had dodged a bullet, but he was not.

He Ziyun looked at the cylinder behind the man that resembled a roasting duck roasting machine with complicated eyes.

Sure enough, the next second, a plump witch stepped forward, grabbed the man's hair, and directly opened the cylinder of the baking machine with the other hand.

The man also noticed something and began to struggle wildly. During the struggle, the cloth in the man's mouth finally spit out. He yelled crazily, insulted and begged for mercy, with tears streaming down his face.

The fat witch just looked at him coldly, with a malicious curve on her lips: "Save your strength, we are all going to die."

After saying that, she no longer cared about the man's struggle and directly stuffed the man into the cylinder machine. The man screamed in agony instantly.

Because his frame was too big, his hands and legs were still trembling when his body and head were stuffed inside. The fat witch didn't even look at it, and just pulled hard, and the crisp sound of fractures even spread through the tree house to the outside.

He Ziyun's eyebrows twitched, but he did not look away.

The eliminated man was completely stuffed into the cylinder, and blood flowed out around the cylinder. The fat witch didn't care, and directly pressed the start button. With the man sobbing in pain, his whole body was instantly chopped into pieces by the high-speed rotating blade. The remains of flesh and blood flowed upwards along the tube in the middle of the cylinder.

Seeing the blood rising in the tube, He Ziyun subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the blood ditch next to the tree house.

Sure enough, the blood was flowing from the tree roof.

Men are not the only "waste".

After him, some men will be selected by the witches and sent upstairs. The remaining men will be stuffed into the same cylinder and mixed into fleshy paste and blood foam that will flow to the top of the treetop.

If He Ziyun guessed correctly, these men should also have come to the "other world" to find jobs, but now they have been reduced to pigs and sheep to be slaughtered and can no longer work.

He Ziyun is now a little confused about the role of these abandoned "men"?

Is it used to nourish the tree house?

He Ziyun didn't feel like it.

While thinking, all the working witches suddenly stopped their "work" and bent towards the stairs.

He Ziyun's heart trembled, and he stepped back, revealing half of his face to look inside the tree house.

Vera hooked the skeleton driver's hand and walked down the stairs. Her bright red dress was extremely conspicuous among all the witches in black robes.

She smiled at the witches: "You are busy, I have already chosen."

The witches then continued to lower their heads and start "working".

When Vera and the skeleton driver looked over, He Ziyun quickly squatted down and walked slowly under the cover of the treehouse wall.

The dense forest is the best hidden map. The moment Vera and the skeleton driver pushed the door open, He Ziyun had already quickly ran to another big tree and squatted down.

Running too fast caused his heart to beat violently, almost jumping to his throat. He Ziyun held his chest and exhaled in small mouths while looking at the positions of Vera and the two.

Fortunately, the hiding place he found was very good. From this perspective, he could see all the movements of Vera and the skeleton driver, as well as what Vera was holding.

Vera carefully held something as thin as a cicada's flesh-colored membrane, her smiling eyes curved into a crescent shape. The next second, his face began to crack, and the black cracks layer by layer were extremely horrifying. people.

Vera touched her face with her hand and sighed: "It's completely broken."

The skeleton driver turned to look at her, his voice hoarse and soft: "It's okay, I can help you change your skin when you get back."

Vera frowned: "Okay, then I'll be ugly for a while and it'll be fine."

He Ziyun, who had watched the whole process behind the tree, had his pupils narrowed and his hands hanging by his sides began to tremble physiologically. He suddenly understood why Vera left him behind.

On the one hand, his praise of Vera did play a big role, but more importantly, his skin.

What Vera really valued was his soft, young, and even more beautiful human skin.