The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"Mom, help me, help me! I don't want to die! " Wei Zixi cried hoarsely.

No matter how calm and patient he is, he is only a seven-year-old child.

In the face of death, in the face of living burial, no one can be calm.

Wei's mother is just crying. Her heart is broken, but she has no intention of saving him.

Because saving him means sacrificing herself.

All of a sudden, the witch standing on the altar said, "dirty sin, born and brought, dead and brought.". Only those who have born demons can bury them! The only thing they can do is to shovel the devil's parents and kill the devil. "

"What?!" Wei mother suddenly stood up and shook her head desperately. "No, it's impossible. How can I kill my child myself?"

Wei father did not hesitate to take a shovel and shovel a soil and sent it to the pit without mercy.

shovel was sent to the mother's hand, and the mother shook her head in terror. "No, no!"

"A Chun, hurry up. He is not our child. He is the devil who brings bad luck."

"This is also for the whole village. Do you think all people in our village are killed by this devil?"

"Ah Chun, please, my little treasure is still ill. Only when the devil dies can my little treasure recover."

"You brought the devil to the village. It's your sin. Only by killing the devil yourself can you offset your sins! "

"If you don't, bury with the devil!"

Weir's tears, frightened and frightened, and was pressed to shovel to the side of the big hole.

Wei Zixi in the pit found that Wei's mother came here again and cried happily, "Mom, mom, I'm here..."

Wei mother shook her head desperately, but there was a warning from the villagers again.

"It's the devil who helps the devil. If you don't do it, we can only push you down together!"

At last, Wei Mu couldn't bear it. She gave a shrieking shriek, and then shoveled the earth into the hole.

"Niang......" Wei Zixi stared at the strange mother above the pit.

The mother who always protects him and comforts him that he is not a demon is planning to bury him by hand.

As Wei Mu shovels the earth, she cries: "Zixi, don't blame a Niang. Who makes you a devil? Who makes you bring disaster? I'm forced. Don't blame me Don't blame me... "

"Niang -! Mother -! I'm Zixi! " Wei Zixi cried desperately, hoarse as if crying for blood, full of anger, sadness and despair betrayed by the whole world.

However, the action of Wei Mu is faster and faster, plus Wei Fu, and other villagers.

Wei Zixi's body is gradually covered with sand, his face is covered with small stone scratches, his eyes are also into the dust, dry and painful.

But he didn't want to close his eyes. He wanted to see how cruelly he buried his beloved.

Blood flowed down his forehead, across his eyes, over his ears and nose, and covered his whole face.

His eyes were red with blood, and he stared at all the people above, as if to remember their faces.

This kind of face is like a fierce ghost, which makes people in Weijia village feel hairy and believe that he is the devil.

"You see how terrible he is. He is really the devil and the source of disaster!"