AWB Chapter 361 The Resentful Life of a City Girl (4)
Chapter 361 The Resentful Life of a City Girl (4)
Su Li had already sensed the other party's movements.
The moment he reached the room, Su Li rolled over to avoid the witch's sneak attack and slapped her in the chest!
The witch was knocked away by Su Li's palm which was filled with spiritual power, and hit hard against the wall!
"Chi~" The witch rolled to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring at Su Li hatefully.
At this moment, the night pearl in Su Li's hand was suspended on the ceiling, illuminating the two of them.
Su Li curled his lips and walked towards the witch lying on the ground step by step.
"You, what are you going to do?" There was a hint of panic in the witch's voice.
Su Li looked at her veil. Even after all the trouble, it was still hanging well on her face.
"Let me see what you look like!" Su Li stood three steps away from her and sneered.
This witch tried every possible means to create the devil blood Ganoderma lucidum in order to replace her original life.
Su Li was a little curious about what this woman was originally like!
"Ah, no!" Hearing Su Li's words, the woman hurriedly covered her veil tightly with both hands!
Ah!
Su Li once again transformed his spiritual power into a knife, controlled the force and chopped towards her hands!
"Ah!!" the witch screamed.
The hands that were originally covering the veil were chopped off and rolled to Su Li's feet.
The veil was also cut off by the residual light of the spiritual knife, revealing her true face.
"Tsk tsk, so this is your real appearance?" Su Li smacked his lips as he looked at her ugly face.
The face looked like it had been eaten by a wild beast, with blood and flesh rolling everywhere and uneven spots.
In some places, pus and blood were still flowing.
Perhaps, this face of hers is God's retribution for her killing those innocent girls!
"Ah!! You bitch, you will die a horrible death!" The witch on the ground rolled over and cursed!
"You still have the energy to curse?" Su Li raised his eyebrows.
With a thought, she brought the witch and her severed hand on the ground out of the dark room and into the main room above the ground.
In the main room, Song's mother's body, which had been cut in half, was still lying in a pool of blood.
Su Li took the witch out of the Song family and found an abandoned mountain temple.
After throwing the witch into the dilapidated hall of the mountain temple, Su Li once again turned his spiritual power into a palm and slapped her.
One palm after another!
"These eighty-one palms are for the eighty-one little girls who were refined into Demon Blood Ganoderma by you in the past!" Su Li said coldly.
In the past, when the original body saw her, he found that she looked exactly like himself, which meant that the eighty-one magic blood Ganoderma lucidum had been consumed by her.
Eighty-one lives were ruined by her!
After Su Li slapped the witch eighty-one times at a moderate pace, the witch was deformed and looked like a puddle of mud.
If Su Li hadn't stopped her from dying, she would have died long ago.
But at this moment, she was only one breath away from death.
"This final blow is for Zuo Xiaoxiao, whose life was replaced by you!"
This time, Su Li's spiritual power turned into a huge spiritual sword and stabbed towards the witch's crown!
"Ah! No!" Amidst the screams, the witch's entire body turned into ashes!
After doing all this, Su Li turned around and left.
As for the villagers who had hurt the original body, Su Li found them one by one.
The power of resentment is placed on them, and they will dream about being haunted by vengeful spirits all night long, and they will have no peace day or night!
After doing all this, Su Li returned to school.
Not long after Su Li left, Song's father, who had been working outside, returned home.
When he saw Song's mother died tragically in the main room, he was completely dumbfounded.
Didn’t the saint say that she would protect their entire family and ensure they live to a hundred years?
How could it become like this?
"Lady Saint? Lady Saint?"
Song's father called out, trying to find the witch and ask her what had happened at home.
Unfortunately, no one could tell him.
Helpless, he could only look for other villagers to help bury his wife.
Also, call Song Hui at school and ask him to come back to attend the funeral.
but!
When the villagers saw the tragic death of Song's mother, the resentment in their bodies erupted.
Except for Song's father, all the villagers who had bullied the original body seemed to see a sea of blood and corpses.
Countless evil spirits pounced towards them with bared fangs and claws!
"Ah! Ghost!" The villagers were so frightened that they crawled away from the Song family.
Song's father, who was confused, could only do it himself and take care of Song's mother's funeral affairs bit by bit.
He used an extra-large sewing needle to sew Song's mother's body together and dressed her in new clothes that she usually didn't want to wear.
Only then did he close the door and go down the mountain to buy funeral supplies.
Without the help of other villagers, he had to do these things by himself bit by bit.
However, what puzzled him most was the whereabouts of the Saint Lady.
Where did she go?
Did she kill her own wife?
It must be that his wife did something that angered God and the people, which caused the saint to take action against her!
I don’t know if the next target of the saint’s attack will be me.
He must call his son quickly and ask him to come back!
After walking for two hours on the mountain road, Song's father finally arrived at the only shop in the town with a telephone.
Song Hui had memorized the phone number of his school thousands of times, and he dialed the number with trembling hands.
However, he has not yet said anything about asking Song Hui to come back to attend the funeral.
After learning that he was Song Hui's father, the other party told him about Song Hui's miserable situation.
"What? You said my son's head was hit, he rolled down the stairs, and now he is in the hospital?" Song's father felt like the sky was falling.
He asked cautiously, "How is he now? Has his girlfriend, Zuo Xiaoxiao, gone to take care of him?"
Before this, his son wrote to the Saint Lady and told her that he had fallen in love with a girl in the city named Zuo Xiaoxiao.
He said that he must catch her and bring her back to be used by the Saint.
Song's father thought that with his son's conditions, he would definitely have been able to do it.
"Zuo Xiaoxiao? Is she the famous beauty in our school? When did she become Song Hui's girlfriend?"
There was a sneer on the other end of the phone, "Don't dream, you parents should hurry over to the hospital to take care of your son, and don't delay other students' business."
Now, Song Hui is in the hospital. The college covers the cost of his treatment, but his roommates have to take turns to take care of him in daily life.
"I, I..." Song's father was out of breath and fell to the ground with a thud.
Upon seeing this, the shop owner hurriedly pressed on his philtrum and finally woke him up.
After waking up, Song's father walked on the main road in the center of the town in a daze.
He didn't understand why his home suddenly became like this.
Originally, it was such an honor for the saint to choose to marry his son.
Their family holds their heads high in the entire village, even the entire town.
The saint even helped his son gain wisdom and get into university.
But now, why did it suddenly become like this?