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Chapter 34 The Hometown of Witch Gu [34]

The cave was as quiet as dead silence.

Sang Qi's soft-spoken persuasion, in fact, she didn't know whether the goddess would really let go of the young man behind her, but just getting along with her a few times allowed her to more or less figure out the character of the goddess, who was arrogant and refused to listen. Persuasion, do whatever you want.

I like to listen to people's flattery, and I like to lower my posture.

When Sang Qi sorted out these characteristics, he also frowned and wondered, is this really what a goddess should do?
Why is it different from the Goddess in her impression of saving all sentient beings.

The goddess on the high platform suddenly laughed, and said in a cold tone, "I said why you broke in suddenly, so it was to take this kid away."

"How come?" Sang Qi cupped his hands slightly: "Everything I do is for the Goddess."

The goddess laughed coldly, and with a wave of her sleeve, a sharp dagger was thrown in front of Sang Qi.

Sang Qi's heart sank, and he raised his eyes: "My lord, what does this mean?"

"You want to take him away, you can." The goddess raised her eyes: "It's just that I just woke up and need blood to warm my body. You can choose to let his blood—"

She lazily raised her hand and pointed at the boy.

Then, the goddess' voice changed: "Your face is similar to mine, and your horoscope is also suitable. Your blood also has a nourishing effect for me. You can also choose to release your own blood."

The group of snakes all around wriggled and pushed an ice coffin in front of Sang Qi.

Then the voice of the goddess came: "The whole ice coffin is filled with blood, you can go now."

Before Sang Qi could make a sound, Chen Shen behind him had already widened his eyes, and he looked at the ice coffin in disbelief.

It was the ice coffin that the goddess had been lying on before, and it could accommodate an adult woman. If you wanted to fill this ice coffin with blood, you would almost drain all the blood from your body.

Chen Shen realized in an instant that the goddess didn't want to agree to Sang Qi's proposal, but she needed her to take care of the sacrifice, so he made this request to force Sang Qi to give up the young priest.

The young man was sitting with his back against the wall, the stone wall behind him had been smashed out of the gap, he just felt pain in breathing, presumably his ribs must have been broken.

He raised his head, obviously he had heard what the goddess said just now, and seeing the girl in front of him bent down to pick up the dagger, the young man coughed suddenly, and blood flowed down the corner of his lips.

Forget it.

The young man thought that it was very rare for someone to help him regardless of the danger.

There is no need to expect too much.

He moved his fingers lightly, looked at it expressionlessly, his eyes had returned to calm, the young man looked straight at Sang Qi's back, just waiting for her to turn around and cut his body open with a dagger.

She would not choose the second option, no one would risk their life to save a ruthless stranger.

So the boy didn't move or speak, and quietly waited for the judgment to come.

This matter was due to his improper thinking. He didn't expect that the goddess' power would increase greatly after sleeping for a long time, and she wanted to put him to death with all her heart.

Can't escape.

The boy leaned back slightly, feeling a relaxed daze.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the girl's gentle and firm voice: "Okay, as you said."

Sang Qi took a step forward and held the dagger in her hand. She lowered her eyes lightly, put the dagger on her forearm, and made a slash without hesitation.

Blood flowed down the arm into the ice coffin.

The eyes of the two people behind were stunned, watching Sang Qi's movements in disbelief.

She actually...

Chen Shen couldn't even breathe. He glanced at the embarrassed young man next to him, and made a new assessment of the weight of this person in Sang Qi's heart. He must be very, very important to Sang Qi.

The person involved at this moment also looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

She chose to save him, even willing to pay such a high price.

How is it possible, why did she do this for him.

Blood dripped into the ice coffin, Sang Qi lowered her eyes, feeling the blood dripping from her body bit by bit, she raised her eyes.

His face has turned pale.

The goddess on the high platform looked cold, she didn't seem to think that Sang Qi didn't give up on the boy, how could she have such a deep relationship with this priest?
Because of the breath of fresh blood, the surrounding snakes gradually became restless.

Standing in the corner, Chen Haoran glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room, and found that since this girl appeared, the number of people in his live broadcast room has dropped dramatically.

There was a shadow in his heart, not to mention anything else, this girl is very good at live broadcasting and knows how to attract viewers.

It's just that if she can handle this wave of audience traffic, she has to say something else.

At this time, the barrage of Sang Qi's live broadcast was flying.

[I'll go, I'll go, did I miss something?Why did the anchor live and die with the little priest? 】

[Passing sugar, take a sip, eating anything will only make me nutritionally balanced (sleep peacefully)]

[The wife's face is pale, she won't be the first anchor to kill herself, right? 】

Sang Qi's eyes were a little pale, she was holding on to the edge of the ice coffin unsteadily, and she could hardly stabilize her figure due to excessive blood loss.

Just when she was about to fall to her knees, the voice of the goddess holding back her anger sounded from the high platform.

"enough."

……

……

When "Sangqi" was mentioned in the industry, they exchanged opinions tacitly.

She is a reckless gambling dog.

There is a one in ten million chance, if it can be exchanged for a huge profit, she dares to risk everything to bet on that possibility.

like now.

When Sang Qi opened her eyes, she was lying on the bed in the priest's hut. The wound on her arm had been bandaged. Chen Shen lay on the small table beside the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep tiredly.

She moved her fingers and propped herself up with her uninjured hand to sit up.

The door was gently pushed open, and the young priest walked in. He was slightly stunned when he saw her, and then avoided her eyes uncomfortably.

He handed the decoction to Sang Qi, his voice softened rarely: "Drink the medicine."

Sang Qi took it, closed his eyes as if death was at home, and drank the medicine in one gulp. When the girl was frowning bitterly, the boy gave her a candied fruit.

The sweet taste melts in the mouth.

Sang Qi raised her eyebrows, she raised her head, wanting to probe into the young man's emotions, but the young man avoided her sight, turned around, took the bowl where she finished drinking the medicine, and walked outside.

The girl sat there without moving, she looked away not too concerned.

She is betting that the goddess needs her at this stage and will not let her die.

She is also betting that the priest has information that she does not know, but he is too cautious and distant, and ordinary courtship cannot gain his trust.

So what if it is a life-saving kindness?
Sang Qi slightly hooked his lips, nothing could be more impressive than this.

It seemed that her decision was correct.

　Priest: She is willing to save me like this, she loves me
　　Sang Qi: We got the clue
　　
　
(End of this chapter)