God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The little girl had her head closed and her eyes tightly closed. Her face was pale but her mouth was red. Her tarnished hair was neatly tied into two braids hanging down her sides. She looked like she was only about ten years old.

There is a scarlet growth growing under her neck. The growth sticks her and the old witch's spines together, as if they should be one, which is weird and outrageous.

The old witch didn't panic at all. She bent down tremblingly and struggled to pick up the cloak on the ground.

After a brief shock, He Ziyun quickly bent down to pick up the cloak, shook the cloak under the old witch's shocked gaze, and gently draped it on the old witch.

The young man had tears in his eyes and his voice began to choke: "You are a very good mother, very great."

The old witch looked at him blankly, somewhat unresponsive: "You, aren't you afraid?"

He Ziyun looked at her in surprise: "Why are you scared? The relationship between you and your daughter is really deep. I should be moved to tears by this!"

The movement of the two people also attracted the attention of many witches around them. They gathered together in twos and threes, whispering and laughing, discussing how the young man would be frightened.

That's why after He Ziyun said these words, all the witches around him who were waiting to see the joke were shocked in place.

What? move? Deep love between mother and daughter?

They all know these words together, but why do they seem so strange together?

He Ziyun seemed completely unaware of the strange sights around him. He wiped the water stains from the corners of his eyes sensibly and lowered his head to help the old witch tie the belt of her cloak.

"Grandma, no, aunt, you are truly the greatest mother I have ever seen. I hope you can be with your daughter forever."

The young man meant what he said, and the determination in his eyes made the old witch feel a little dazed.

She nodded subconsciously, patted her daughter on the head with her hands behind her back, and smiled with all the wrinkles on her face: "I have been with my daughter forever..."

He Ziyun nodded sincerely: "Are we going to eat now?"

He hadn't eaten all day and he was really hungry.

The old witch stopped talking incessantly, and later remembered that she had come to see the young man for dinner, "Oh, yes, let's go, let's go have a meal, let's have a meal..."

"By the way, auntie, does my sister also need to eat now?"

"She, she doesn't need it. As long as she is with me, she won't be hungry..."

Accompanied by whispers, the figures of the young man and the old witch quickly disappeared.

The remaining witches looked at each other with doubtful expressions on their faces.

One of the beautiful witches was stunned: "Is he telling the truth?"

"probably?"

"He even cried..."

"I feel like it's true..."

"The witch mother-in-law is indeed very pitiful. Fortunately, she has killed her husband and now only lives happily with her daughter..."

"...Hehehe, aren't you the same, huh? Who is in your basket?"

"This?"

The beautiful witch curled her lips and smiled, patting the head in the basket: "This is my boyfriend. I resurrected him last night..."

"I'm going to make soup with his meat and feed it to him today. Hasn't he been relying on me to earn a living? In the end, he scolded me for being incompetent. You see, now I can completely satisfy his desire to eat soft rice... "

"..."

In the beautiful witch forest, all the witches carrying baskets gathered together and laughed.

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"This is where we usually eat."

The old witch changed her previous indifference and greeted the young man almost enthusiastically to an empty space with many wooden stakes. She pointed at all the food on the stone table at the edge of the empty space.

There were already many witches sitting on the wooden piles. They gathered together and ate meat with a look of enjoyment.

"Look what you want to eat? You can eat anything."

The old witch said as she lowered her head to take a plate and walked to the stone table, bending down to choose the food she wanted to eat.

It can be seen that food has a strong attraction to her, and the old witch no longer cares about He Ziyun.

He Ziyun reached for a plate and tongs, looked at the rich meat on the stone table, and directly passed them to the vegetables, salads and fruits next to them.

No way, those "human flesh juicers" and "blood drinks" I saw last night completely made the young man lose his interest in meat.

Even if he is not afraid, he will still feel physical discomfort.

He Ziyun happily picked up a lot of fruits and vegetables, found a wooden post and sat down to taste them.

The taste is good, the vegetable salad is very crisp, the juice is sweet and refreshing, and the most important thing is that they are green, although they feel a bit like eating grass...

The young man with the idea of ​​becoming a vegetarian burped slightly after finishing a large bowl of vegetables in one bite.

He looked up at the old witch who was still feasting next to him, stood up slowly, walked to the other party and asked in a low voice:

"Do I have work to do during the day too?"

The old witch was lowering her head and biting a piece of bright red beef. After hearing this, she raised her head and said vaguely: "No, you can go out for a walk during the day to familiarize yourself with the roads. After all, the "Night Festival" will start tomorrow night. . "

This was the third time He Ziyun heard about the Night Parade. He looked at the beef blood remaining on the old witch's mouth and looked away: "That's it, then I'll go out for a walk."

The beef looked really delicious. The old witch nodded wholeheartedly and ignored He Ziyun.

He Ziyun didn't stay long and walked past a lot of meat-eating witches, preparing to go out and take a look.

When passing by the stone table, he turned his head again and glanced at the food on the stone table.

A lot of meat was placed on top, and it was bloody and disgusting. The most eye-catching thing was that the plate that was supposed to be placed with chicken feet had now turned into human hands stacked one after another, with the broken parts of the hands. The nerves seemed to be still beating, and blood streaks remained in the plate...

He Ziyun: "..."

He subconsciously looked at the fruits and vegetables on the table next to him, his stomach churning until he slowly calmed down.

Fortunately, fruits and vegetables are still normal.

He Ziyun's throat moved. He stopped looking at the food on the table and walked directly towards the exit of the forest.

……

"Night Festival?"

In the ancient and prosperous castle, Fang Ran, wearing a gauze skirt, leaned against the window. She looked down at the servants who were cleaning and pruning branches below, and murmured in a low voice.

"Yes, tomorrow night should be the time for us to clear the customs."

Yang Jingshu stood in front of the mirror, holding a black rubber band in her mouth. She was talking vaguely and trying to tie up her long hair.

The gauze skirt was too revealing, and Yang Jingshu's hair was still somewhat covered up. Once her hair was tied up and no longer covered, she instantly felt the urge to have a nosebleed...