Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

"I It's the ninth girl who was thrown into the ancient well, "XiuXiu said in a low voice." I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate. I've been raised to nine years old. "

She was different from the girls who had been sacrificed before. The Taoist stopped shead from throwing her into the well.

Xie de didn't understand. The Taoist took him aside and discussed for more than half an hour.

And then, she was left, also has a name - XiuXiu.

XiuXiu has been raised in that yard. As a child, only Xiaoqing and Xie de met her.

Shead did not allow her to leave the yard for a step. There was only a small world in the beautiful world.

At the beginning, Xiaoqing thought that Xie de was finally sober and would no longer poison his own daughter.

But later, Xiaoqing found out something was wrong.

Sometimes, shead's eyes at XiuXiu are cold and full of hostility.

That's not the way a father looks at his daughter.

XiuXiu is very good and obedient. She never mind her father's indifference. She always shouts sweetly: "Dad!"

When the enthusiasm is not responded, she will feel lonely. Sometimes she will ask Xiaoqing, "doesn't dad like me?"

Xiaoqing just held her and cried silently.

At that time, XiuXiu could not understand Xiaoqing's tears.

Until his ninth birthday, Xie de came to XiuXiu's room.

XiuXiu hugs Xie de excitedly. She doesn't find her father's abnormality when she is young.

Shead brought her a box of cakes. XiuXiu was very happy. It was the first time that she received a gift from her father.

She ate up the box of pastries and left none.

After a short time, she felt dizzy and couldn't see clearly.

In the blurred line of sight, we can only see a face with light on his back, dark and unclear.

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when XiuXiu woke up again, she was tied to the bed, unable to move, and her mouth was stuffed with cotton cloth.

A moment later, she heard someone push the door open.

As the sound of footsteps approached, XiuXiu tried to look at it with her eyes wide open.

It's Dad?

The figure appeared to be the one she knew, but it seemed different.

There was a strange light in shead's eyes. He walked slowly to XiuXiu and looked down at her with a strange look.

Dad, let go of XiuXiu

She wanted to struggle and shout, but she couldn't do anything.

She could only look at shead and give her a hand.

In that hand, it was a silver dagger.

The dagger was sharp and cold, sliding gently along the pretty face.

XiuXiu was so scared that she sobbed in a low voice and tears fell down her cheek.

"Finally, it's time for this day," shead breathed softly

The Taoist said that he was destined to have no son. Only by laying down the nine turns of life and soul array can he turn the world around.

He raised XiuXiu to nine years old just for this day.

Nine is the number of poles, and this array needs blood.

Only with the special dagger given by the Taoist priest, can the Dharma array take effect if you draw a nine turn life soul array on XiuXiu's face.

"As long as XiuXiu dies, the Xie family will have a son."

"Master Xie, you will not die. The Xie family will not collapse. "

The Taoist's words reverberated in the mind of shead. He was surrounded by black air and laughed wildly. He whispered: "only if you die, can I live! Die, die

He raised his hand and the dagger swung down.

The sharp blade cuts the skin and the blood splashes.