Just when Zeng Miaomiao felt that she was about to lose her life, she vaguely saw a familiar person, the person she had originally hated, coming towards her.

She was so annoying, and seeing this at this moment made her ecstatic.

It was like a hero who came from the sky, coming to save him in despair.

"Xiao Hei." She shouted with difficulty.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to make sure that it was not an illusion before his death. Xiao Hei really came to him.

"Miaomiao." Xiao Hei rushed over, waved his hand, and the pressure that enveloped Zeng Miaomiao disappeared in an instant.

The child wood carving cracked a crack.

Zeng Miaomiao raised her head, but still couldn't believe it: "Are you real? Isn't I dreaming?"

Xiao Hei looked proud: "Of course it's true. I told you not to follow the bad guys. Now you know you're wrong!"

"I was wrong." Zeng Miaomiao grabbed Xiao Hei and held his hands tightly: "It's great to see you."

After confirming that it was real rather than a dream, she tilted her head and fainted with confidence. Even though she was in a coma, her fingers were still tightly tying Xiao Hei, as if she was pulling a life-saving straw.

Zeng Li, who was late, couldn't breathe. Xiao Hei was too fast, like a gust of wind, ran away all of a sudden and couldn't catch up at all.

"Miaomiao." Zeng Li squatted beside her daughter, not knowing where to touch her, and she was so anxious that she burst into tears.

My good daughter is now so haggard and weak, her face is bloodless, and the fragile ones are broken when they touch it, so anxious that she is too anxious.

Looking at the girl lying on the ground, lying on the ground, bleeding from her neck, is even more difficult than her daughter's situation.

I don't even know whether it's death or life.

She shivered and quickly called an ambulance to rescue the person.

Xiao Hei pulled Zeng Miaomiao's hand away, and another gust of wind came out. He quickly dragged the uncle in: "This is the bad guy who took Miaomiao away and let Miaomiao beat him up."

The uncle sweated coldly on his forehead and shouted at the wood carving: "God, help me quickly."

I never expected that such a hidden place would be found. This stupid brat was extremely strong.

He just resisted for a moment, and his arms were pinched and his bones were so weak that he could not move at all, so he was afraid that he would just pinch them off.

He wanted to not dare to move again, for fear that his hands would move directly from his body and would no longer belong to him.

The wood carvings remained motionless, even like hiding themselves.

Xiao Hei was curious: "Uncle, are you calling me?"

There are no other gods here except him, the ancient beast.

Uncle: "..."

This time, I was completely panicked.

Since he obtained this "God" with great power, he has deceived the ignorant girl and sacrificed this "God" to get more benefits.

This is the "infant god" he spent a lot of money to ask for from Linguo. He needed his offerings to play a role. At the beginning, he only needed incense to worship. As his desire grew bigger and bigger, this "god"

"The appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and he is no longer satisfied with the incense and his beliefs.

He wants to drink human blood, and the younger he likes it, the more he likes it.

Drinking blood can give him good luck, give him wealth and strength.

Since I used the mature charm of an old man to hook up with a girl, ate it all, and sacrificed it to the "God", and obtained a huge amount of wealth.

He began to use his own advantages to make people excited about wealth to find new prey.

After a few times, he had endless wealth and strength to enjoy, and the charm of attracting women to fall in love with him.

As long as you look at someone, you can confuse the little girl with insufficient concentration in his tenderness.

Money, status, beauty, health, what you want.
Chapter completed!