Immortal Journey

The morning of the new ritual.

The residence of the great witch.

This is a magnificent castle in stark contrast to the houses of ordinary people next to it.

The carpet is outlined with gold threads, which is gorgeous and highlights the noble and lofty status of the owner.

At this time, a barefoot boy was kneeling on the soft carpet.

The young man looked thin and small. He had curly black waist-length hair that was tied loosely behind his head.

The clothes on his body are similar to the clothes on the big witch, they are the costumes for sacrificial rituals, but the details are far different, but the boy's body is tall and straight, and he looks better than the big witch.

The big witch paced back and forth in front of the table.After removing the oil paint, his face looked older, with several creases piled up, and his eyes were almost squeezed out.

He was old, and maybe in a few years, his physical strength would no longer be able to support such a large-scale sacrifice, and all things had to be handed over to his disciples.

That ineffective thing kneeling at the bottom is his disciple named Xiu.

He had no children, so he found the most pleasing and intelligent disciple among the people who served him.

This little ghost stood out from all the attendants and got his favor.

"Is there still no news about the sacrifice?"

Xiu respectfully knelt down on the ground, his posture was extremely docile: "Yes, my lord."

"Damn Pan Shenhui, why do you always destroy my good things?" The big witch was furious, and swept a few things off the table with his thin arm, "I knew they would definitely destroy this festival! Those few Someone must have been sent by them!"

A porcelain pot just hit Xiu's forehead, blood flowed wantonly along his forehead, the viscous blood twisted and twisted, and dripped on the carpet, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom.

"You are my disciple and my heir, and you can't even do this little thing well? How can I trust you with all this?!" He smashed the pot and continued to smash the things at hand one by one, and smashed them on his disciples.

"I will continue to catch those guys, please don't worry." Xiu silently endured the great witch's anger, with his head covered in blood, looked up at the big witch with respect, as if there was no trace of dissatisfaction.

But when he bowed his head to answer, the expression on his face was gloomy, and his eyes were like thick black lumps, and all the negative emotions were built into them.

"Notice, continue to hold the festival tonight, triple the number of guards on the ceremony!" When the big witch got angry, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be trembling: "Go away! I don't want to see you now."

Xiu respectfully exited the room. When he passed the corridor, it seemed to be the end of the room, and there were miserable cries that belonged to women. Stone Fort.

Halfway through the ceremony, it was destroyed again.

A fiery red monster, Shi Shiran, fell from the sky. It looked like a cat, but it had fiery red fur and two tails.

When everyone was sighing for the huge monster, they saw the man sitting on the back of the cat with sharp eyes.

No, it should be said to be a god.

The spirits come.

Mitya is obviously humble about her own ability. The devil fruit she ate was the phantom beast species in the animal fruit—the two-tailed cat, and she can switch between a small cat and a giant cat.

Media jumped out of the roof with the immortal, creating a scene of gods descending from the sky.

How should I describe that god?I am afraid that the words of ordinary people cannot touch one ten-thousandth of the beauty of that god.

His hair is like the purest snow on the top of a snowy mountain, and his skin is like a newborn baby. When he entered the arena, he closed his eyes tightly, and his eyelashes were like layers of white snow, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were warm light gold, showing a sense of alienation and coldness.

That's the attitude a god should have.

Maybe he doesn't conform to the mainstream power beauty here, but no one doubts the beauty of this young man who is called a god.

The snow-like white hair spread over him like a waterfall.It contrasted nicely with Pan Shenhui's white robe, which he wore casually.

"You asked me to comb my hair back just to wear this wig for me?" Bumo moved his head uncomfortably, this wig was really heavy.

"Of course, how could a god not have long flowing hair." Mitya's body shrank and turned into a fiery red two-tailed cat, standing gracefully on the shoulders of Immortal.

In contrast, the witch next to him, covered in colorful feathers and with animal bones around his neck, looks like a clown character in a farce.

Human beings are visual animals and are unconsciously attracted to beautiful things.

"You just need a concave shape, and I'll talk." Two-tailed cat licked its paw again, and said in Undead's ear.

Before Media jumped off the shoulders of immortality, someone in the crowd shouted.

"I've seen that God Pan! He conjured the exact same shell coin out of thin air, I've seen him!!! Is he a god?!" It was the vendor who told the undead not to use shell coins during the island's celebration, At this time, he took out the special shell coin from his pocket and held it up high.

"I've also seen him buy things in my store, and he behaved like he had never seen those products, like a newborn baby."

"I see. He must have just descended from the sky, so he doesn't know much about people."

"That's God Pan turned into a human being, observing the lives of the people!!!"

They made up a lot of brains on their own. What kind of gods in the sky know nothing about the human world after they descended to earth...

Immortal: The little fairy boy who descended to earth.

"Is this what you said you wouldn't be recognized?" Immortal's face froze for a moment, but he quickly adjusted his expression, so fast that no one noticed.

"Their eyes are too good, aren't they?" Mitya said depressedly, grinding his paws on the immortal shoulder.

Everyone saw a ball of burning fire jumping down from the body of the god, and the cat became a small one again.

The cat seemed to clear its throat, and then said, "I am God Pan, on behalf of the two-tailed cat, I am here to bless you all."

There is a white-haired boy who does not look like ordinary people, and a red-haired two-tailed cat who speaks people's words.

Sure enough, this white-haired boy is God Pan.

The people suddenly realized.

Media projected the things prepared in advance, and projected the screen recorded by himself with the monitor phone bug in the air, where the white cloth was arranged in advance.

It was the disciple of the Great Witch, the barefoot Xiu, who actually performed the operation.

"Leave the beautiful girls and send the original ones to sacrifice. I'm tired of playing." The voice from the phone bug was undoubtedly that of the witch.

The people exploded when they heard this voice. They were very familiar with that voice, but what the voice said made all those who had pious beliefs pale.

"Didn't it mean that the chosen sacrifice was chosen by God?"

"What are you talking about, big witch?"

"We...are we being cheated?!"

There is no doubt that it was the voice of the great witch.

"This is the evidence recorded by your disciple, the evidence he gave us when he surrendered to God Pan."

"Impossible, you guys asked someone else to imitate my voice, and then recorded this audio." Da Wu panicked.

Xiu will also project the video data of the surveillance phone bug in his hand, "What about the video? It is impossible to fake the video."

These videos are selected by him to give back to his 'good teacher'.

That video is full of all kinds of ugly faces of Da Wu himself.The more the big witch looked at it, the more frightened he became.

It was even made public that shellfish was a tool he used to make money.

"Xiu!!! I usually treat you kindly, why are you betraying me?!" The big witch was completely insane.

"Treat me well?" Xiu walked out from the crowd with a bandage on his head and said with a sneer, "What qualifications do you have to say that?"

"Is it my body that was bruised and bruised by you?" Xiu's eyes were burning, the hatred and hatred in his eyes almost turned into a real flame, and the anger seemed to sweep everything, "It's my poor sister who was bullied by you ?”

Xiuju looked down at him condescendingly, with undisguised disgust and hatred in those star-like eyes.

Dawu finally remembered why he chose this young man as his disciple.

It is because Xiu has a pair of beautiful eyes.

Those eyes are almost exactly the same as those of the girl he used to like very much.It's a pity that the girl would rather die than follow, so he blinded the girl and threw her into the crocodile pond.

He can't be humane, so he likes to see those little girls' bodies being torn apart, and those young and fresh lives will bloom into a gorgeous flower when they die. That beautiful picture is what he likes.

Xiu approached slowly, and pulled out the short dagger from his waist, the sharp blade flickered under the light of the torch.

The big witch lost his mind.

Now that all the crimes he committed have been made public and the evidence is solid, the big witch has no choice but to watch the beliefs built by his ancestors collapse little by little.

Xiu grabbed the big witch's hair and forced him to raise his head, holding the knife high.

"Sorry sorry! I repent for my actions, don't kill me, don't kill me, ah!!!"

Xiu's face was ferocious, as if he had turned into a life-threatening evil spirit, the sharp blade flashed a silver light in the air, and the next second the great witch's shrill voice sounded, the sharpness of the voice made everyone tremble subconsciously.

Blood splattered.

With blood splattered on his face, Xiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, his tone was as gentle as ever: "So you beg for mercy too? That's a pity... when those girls beg for mercy... .Did you ever think that you will have such a day?"

The knife was raised high again, and a grand celebration became the scene of execution.

The old guy in his hand was half dead, and the whites of his eyes were covered with red blood, Xiu turned his head and looked at Undead: "I hate God the most, you are also a liar..."