All the teachers in the sect are villains, except for the little sister who is crazy and perverted

As if being controlled by something, the people had their arms drooped, their eyes were empty and dull, they walked unsteadily, swaying their bodies as they moved row by row towards the depths of the wheat field.

"Uncle Wang!"

"Aunt Fifth!"

"Uncle Wu!"

"Big Fatty! Second Dog! Red Flower!"

Xiao Qirong walked up to a person and pulled his/her sleeve and called him/her, but no one paid attention to him/her, no one responded to him/her, and they continued to move forward like zombies.

He passed by one person after another.

The rice fields that were yellow and bright in the daytime are now drooping and look listless.

The ominous feeling in his heart grew louder and louder as he got closer. Qi Rong did not stop. His eyes scanned everyone's faces, but there was no sign of Grandpa Qi.

"That is……!"

The overlapping stone layers were like some kind of altar for sacrifice. The strange rune spells emitted a dazzling scarlet light, and the villagers were controlled to walk around the altar and stretch out their hands to touch the red. But just as they touched the red runes, thin lines suddenly stretched out from their bodies, just like a spider's web wrapping around its prey. They had hideous and painful expressions, and their vitality was drained by the altar until they turned into mummies.

"Everyone!"

Qi Rong tried to stop them, but to no avail.

He pulled the people who were close to the altar, but he himself was repelled from the altar and flew into the rice field.

"How could this happen, why would this happen..."

Qi Rong didn't understand and didn't know what to do. He could only watch those people he regarded as relatives, friends and partners walk towards the altar one after another to die.

[Fuck, you old bastard! ]

The sudden cry startled Qi Rong. He knew it was Miaomiao's voice, but he had never heard her so angry and suppressed in pain.

"Miaomiao..."

He glanced suddenly towards the altar.

Climbing up the altar little by little with the help of the people around, I saw that the talisman patterns on it were even more bizarre and mysterious. However, there was a man sitting in the middle of it, with a tree behind him.

"It's you!"

Qi Rong looked at Chen Cheng, feeling incredible and somewhat as expected, but he didn't understand: "Why...I and everyone in the village saved your life, why on earth is this?!"

Chen Cheng sneered: "I know, so during my recuperation period, didn't I also help the villagers with farm work?"

[Don't listen to his nonsense. He is clearly using the excuse of doing farm work to find a suitable place to set up a magic circle. I can see that this thief has had ulterior motives from the beginning. He is a thousand-year-old bastard, a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, and a hundred million-year-old cuckold.]

Qi Rong: ...

He knew that laughing out loud was inappropriate in the current situation.

Seeing Qi Rong's twitching mouth, Chen Cheng mistakenly thought that he was unable to refute, and the arrogant smile on his face became even bigger. Different marks appeared on his fingertips and then he pointed. The scarlet light of the talisman became brighter and the villagers' screams became louder.

Strands of black and red silk threads kept coming out and finally wrapped around Chen Cheng's wrist. Chen Cheng put down the Bai Xiaoxiao tree on his back, bit his index finger and wrote a spell on the tree trunk. Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly felt her body abnormally hot, her nerves tense and irritable. She immediately recited the meditation formula to suppress the chaotic power.

"Tsk, so stubborn."

Chen Cheng looked at the resisting saplings and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"What are you going to do? Let her go!"

When Qi Rong saw Chen Cheng starting to play tricks on Shu Miaomiao again, his eyes widened unconsciously and he immediately ran over to stop him, but Chen Cheng lightly waved his robe, and Qi Rong's whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string and hit the edge of the altar hard.

[Old man, you are such an eyesore. ]

Bai Xiaoxiao shook the green leaves to gather spiritual energy and then burst out violently. The entangled black and red lines broke instantly, and Chen Cheng couldn't help but take two steps back and spit out blood.

"You really don't know what's good for you."

Chen Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Becoming a god! This is something that many people, even immortals, dream of, but you don't cherish it when it's right in front of you. I originally planned to become a god with you, but now it's like this, don't blame me for being disloyal."

A squirming black insect suddenly appeared in his hand. "This is a little sapling specially prepared for you."

He flicked the insect on his fingertips onto Bai Xiaoxiao's body. Before she could even utter "alpaca", the insect drilled into Bai Xiaoxiao, causing her to feel itchy and painful.

Sure enough, people always push their limits.

At this moment, she missed the white rabbit body very much.

At least, it can scratch your itch.

"Miaomiao!"

The saplings were visibly wilting.

Qi Rong shouted worriedly and tried to run over but was bounced back.

"Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

Chen Cheng restrained Bai Xiaoxiao and walked towards Qi Rong step by step.

Qi Rong kept backing away, but he had already reached the edge of the altar. If he moved any further he would only fall down. The villagers who had been bleeding one after another raised their heads and stared at him with empty and strange eyes.

Chen Cheng knelt down on one knee, held his head and forced him to look straight at him: "Although I can't get the half-formed Nascent Soul directly, I can draw on your power bit by bit. 'The red moon descends, the ghost tree appears, and everything is at my disposal'. The way to become a god that I have dreamed of for many years is finally in front of me. You! You deserved to die!"

His eyes were crazy, and he was about to attack Qi Rong's forehead with his fingertips gathering strength, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming at him. Chen Cheng's face turned urgent and he dodged quickly, but the force of the attack did not slow down, but directly knocked Qi Rong out.

This collision actually pushed Qi Rong directly to the edge of the rice field.

[Hiss——There are so many turtles flying around, it hurts so much. 】

Bai Xiaoxiao lay flat on the ground like a tree, and attached a leaf to the back of Xiao Qirong's neck. She couldn't rub her head and could only grimace in pain. The big black bugs that were gnawing at her body had been removed by her, but perhaps because she had consumed too much spiritual energy, she now felt so depressed that she felt like she would be a loser if she were to be a coffin for others.

"you!"

Chen Cheng really didn't expect that the tree spirit controlled by the insect would still have the ability to resist, and he was so angry that he laughed.

"Wait till I nail you to death, and then we'll see how you can still make trouble!"

Bai Xiaoxiao despised him.

The two-legged scabby dog ​​just won't listen.

climb!

After being knocked out, Qi Rong was still thinking about running back, but suddenly he heard someone calling him. Grandpa Qi, who was still breathing, stretched out his hand tremblingly. Qi Rong hurried over and pulled his grandfather out from a pile of shriveled corpses, but his thin and gray face told him that his grandfather didn't have much time left.

"Qi... Rong..."

Grandpa Qi’s hoarse voice was like a broken gong and drum: “Go…quickly…don’t…come back…”

"Grandpa, let's go together!"

Qi Rong was about to carry Grandpa Qi on his back but was pushed to the ground instead.

"Qi Rong...be obedient...go quickly..."