God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

"It's time for you to get up."

When the old witch's hoarse voice sounded, the middle-aged man's smile fell into pieces as his dream shattered, and his gentle smile shattered into pieces with extremely sharp lenses.

He Ziyun opened his eyes with a cold sweat on his head. His thick eyelashes were wet with sweat, giving him a weak and crisp feeling.

He rubbed his temples as if they were pricked with needles, raised his head and saw the old witch leaning in beside the tree hole, silent for a few seconds.

"I'm up."

The old witch beside the tree hole turned her cloudy and yellow eyes several times, fixed on the young man's black hair that was wet with sweat, and suddenly said: "Did you have a nightmare?"

He Ziyun pursed his lips unnaturally and made a low hum.

The old witch nodded as if she had a sudden realization, and pulled the loose skin around her mouth, revealing her few teeth: "It will be fine tonight. As long as you are willing to take out your own things, you can get what you want..."

The young man stood up for a moment.

Just as he was about to continue asking something, he saw the old witch slowly retracting her head, leaving only the wild tree curtain still swinging in place.

He Ziyun's lips closed for a moment, obviously he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, his head went blank.

Realizing that something was wrong with him, the young man bit his tongue hard.

As the rusty smell filled the mouth, severe pain swept through his nerves, allowing He Ziyun to regain some composure in his chaotic thoughts.

Don't be affected by nightmares.

He Ziyun lowered his eyes, slowly got up and got out of bed.

When the young man finished cleaning up and opened the tree curtain, he saw the same scene as yesterday.

Green ground, colorful flowers, and witches in black robes and cloaks gathered together to chat happily...

No, it's still a little different.

He Ziyun's eyes were fixed on the baskets carried by the witches in their arms.

Unlike the flowers and wild fruits that were on the outing yesterday, the baskets carried by the witches on their arms were filled with pale green men's heads. They were thrown into the baskets respectively. The witches would occasionally reach out and touch them while chatting. One handful is like petting a cat or dog to "pamper" it.

He Ziyun could even see the facial features on some men's heads and faces. They were ferocious and twisted, their eyes were red and tearful, and their lips were moving, as if they wanted to say something.

As if they were aware of He Ziyun's gaze, the men who were crying in pain suddenly stopped moving their mouths and rolled them all in the basket. Their painful and fearful eyes looked straight at the young man next to the tree hole.

He Ziyun: "..."

He Ziyun didn't have time to dodge, and happened to catch the eyes of those male leaders.

The expressions of the men's heads all froze, but they soon became excited again, and their mouths kept moving, as if they wanted to say something.

He Ziyun's heart moved.

The mouth shapes of the men seemed to be saying——

help me?

There is only one head left, do you still want to survive?

"What are you looking at?"

While the young man was thinking, a stunningly beautiful face suddenly appeared in his sight.

The other party came very close, his snow-white face almost leaning against the young man's face, his eyes so huge that even He Ziyun was so frightened that his heartbeat froze for a few seconds.

He Ziyun's pupils suddenly dilated, and he subconsciously stepped back a few steps away from the witch who was very close to Minato, but his tone was very natural: "I'm looking at my sisters' baskets."

As he spoke, the young man leaned against the tree hole behind him and pinched his eyebrows as if he was a little tired, "Are those heads the sisters' pets?"

Treating human heads as pets, it’s a shame that the young man could say it so naturally.

[This is what the first crit in the morning means...]

[I think so, my wife is so awesome, she can do this without blushing or out of breath]

【I would be scared to death】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Just now, the screen was suddenly covered by the witch’s entire face, and I was so scared that I was about to eat something in front of the screen.]

【...are you calling someone to listen to me? 】

[...Be serious, you guys, so what on earth are those heads? 】

The stunningly beautiful witch looked at He Ziyun for several seconds, then smiled and hugged the young man's shoulders, "They, they are indeed our pets..."

As she spoke, the beautiful witch let go of her arms around the young man and clapped her hands slowly.

With the sound of clapping, in a basket on the ground not far away, a man with a frightened expression on his head jumped up from the basket like a ball, and then fell to the ground with his face on the ground——

He just jumped all the way to the beautiful witch, and was caught by the witch.

The head and face of the man who jumped all the way were covered with dirt and filth, and it was so black that his facial features could not be seen clearly.

The beautiful witch didn't mind it either. She took out her handkerchief and gently began to wipe the dirt on the man's head and face. She introduced the young man with a smile: "This is my boyfriend."

"But since he abandoned me and I came to the Witch Forest to become a witch, he seems to be no different from a pet..."

As she spoke, the beautiful witch played with the man's head that had just been wiped clean. Under the gaze of the young man, she lowered her head and kissed the man's handsome cheek softly, her expression sickly and red:

"Pets are pets. Isn't he my "pet" now? "

He Ziyun lowered his eyelids in silence and unconsciously looked at the man's head in the witch's hand.

The man made a strange sound of "ho ho" from his head and mouth, his eyes were enlarged, and the pain and resentment could almost become physical and fixed on the beautiful witch.

The beautiful witch didn't care. She slid her slender white fingers to the eye sockets of the man's head and whispered, "What's wrong? Do your eyes hurt again?"

As she spoke, she dug deeply into the eye sockets of the man's head.

He Ziyun took several steps back preparedly.

Accompanied by the tragic "ho ho" sound from the man's head, an eyeball with nerves in it was pulled out alive by the beautiful witch, and it was round and lying on the palm of the hand.

The beautiful witch didn't seem to notice the pain in the man's head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can change your eyeball tonight. If it doesn't suit you, just change it..."

【vomit】

【I really vomited】

[I threw, vomited, vomited, vomited...]

[That eyeball is still moving, damn! Damn, damn, damn! She squeezed her eyeballs out! 】

[...This man might as well die]

【vomit! 】

The audience before the barrage almost vomited, and it must be said that the beautiful witch's act of gouging out her eyes with her bare hands had a great psychological impact on them.

He Ziyun glanced at the dense barrage on the screen from the corner of his eye, and pressed his right hand slightly on his uncomfortable stomach.

Is it because of the last day? It feels like the witches no longer hide their weirdness and cruelty...

Just when He Ziyun was thinking about finding an excuse to leave, his shoulder was suddenly tapped from behind.

The young man looked down and saw the back of a pale skeleton hand with distinct joints.