I Just Want To Be Quiet

The black blood rolled, like a swamp, after a short while, completely swallowing the entire arm.

At the same time, Pei Ling suddenly felt that a majestic vitality and blood flowed into his body inexplicably. The cultivation base in his body immediately began to rise rapidly, and it didn't take long before he reached the peak of foundation building, but it seemed that it was not enough for the cultivation base to recover from the pill formation period.

Pei Ling was slightly startled, and immediately understood that the sacrifice on the altar was accepted by the system for him...

The palace lanterns were burning quietly, and the flames pulsated, illuminating Xiao Shou's pale face.

The blood on his severed arm had stopped, and new flesh was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.

Before long, the original **** wounds were already smooth, as if he was born without a left arm.

In the incense burner, green smoke curled up.

The incense stick that Xiao Shou ignited suddenly began to burn faster.

In the shrine, Pei Ling sat motionless, and scenes of Xiao Zheng's memories suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

He saw that he was still swaddling, being held in his arms by Xiao Shou, and taken to the ancestral hall, sullenly worshipping the Faceless Immortal...

He also saw that he seemed to be very young, his sight was shorter than that of adulthood, standing alone in the gate of the moon cave, watching Xiao Shou drag a middle-aged beautiful woman towards the ancestral hall. After discovering Xiao Zheng, instead of stopping, he turned his head and reprimanded: "Zheng'er, why don't you keep up?"

The beautiful woman also saw Xiao Zheng, but never asked her son for help. Instead, she struggled hard and shouted at him: "Zheng'er, run away!!!"

"What are you running away?" Xiao Shou sneered slightly, grabbing the beautiful woman's hair bun, and forcing her to turn her face towards Xiao Zheng, "I have the blood of the Xiao family, and I have to be favored by a faceless great immortal. I was born and honored. How could it be a mortal body like you? Can women compare?"

"You can give birth to my Xiao family, it's your clan fortune!"

He also saw that he had grown up, sitting in a chair, facing a new line of maidservants who had come to ask for peace, using a vegetable vendor's eyes on cabbage and radishes, picking for a moment, shaking his head slightly, making them retreat, and then turned their heads. , And said to Xiao Shou: "Father, these maids are a little bit worse than before, and their manners are not dignified enough, I am afraid it would be insulting to the immortal."

Xiao Shou frowned and said, "There is no way. My servants from Xiao Mansion have disappeared one after another. Although they have signed a death contract, they are fine in front of the official mansion. After a long time, there will always be rumors and rumors... I don’t want to sell my daughter, so I can only search for it far away."

"Fortunately, this group of maids are born in the countryside and don't know the etiquette, but they are all full of energy and vitality."

"Daxian will be satisfied."

...The pictures of memory are vivid, and Pei Ling can clearly feel that Xiao Zheng in these pictures has a strong desire to sacrifice in front of the altar!

It's just that his current body is controlled by the system, and he didn't react at all. He continued to sit in the original position of the "curse" idol, motionless.

At this time, the incense burned more and more vigorously, but until the incense was completely burned out, Peiling was not affected at all.

As the last piece of incense extinguished, the ancient altar slowly dissipated in the depths of the smoke, and the bead curtain in front of the shrine quietly closed.

The terrifying coercion disappeared suddenly, and Xiao Shou, who bowed his head and bowed, was startled.

The sacrifice was completed smoothly, and the faceless immortal also accepted the sacrifice. Why didn't Zheng'er come over until the incense burned out?

After thinking about it for a moment, Xiao Shou quickly understood the reason: it was not enough sacrifices!

The Faceless Great Immortal has boundless magical power, and there is nothing that cannot be done. As long as he accepts the sacrifice, he never refuses the request of the Xiao family.

Now that the wish has not been realized, this can only be my own problem!

It seemed that the extent of Zheng'er being sneaky possessed was more serious than he thought.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shou looked serious, and immediately decided to sacrifice his legs as well.

Although it is said that there is no left arm and no legs, it can be described as a heavy loss. It is also a kind of torture and pain for his own body, but compared with Changsheng, these are nothing.

More importantly, after longevity, he can continue to sacrifice to the faceless immortal, and when he has the power of longevity, he can sacrifice more and better living people.

It's just a trivial matter to make up the broken leg and arm.

So Xiao Shou turned around, took a piece of incense and lit it again, and put a stick of incense for the incense burner before the confession.

Swirls of green smoke filled the room again.

The bead curtain opened silently, and the altar emerged.

Xiao Shou walked to the altar, took out the dagger, and cut it towards his legs.

Just like before, the dagger slashed lightly, and his two legs were already broken.

Blood splashed in an instant, Xiao Shou fell to the ground, and the spewing blood formed a pool of blood under him in a short moment. But the broken legs still stood steadily.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Xiao Shou let out a terrible scream, and almost passed out on the spot in pain. He exhausted his willpower, and his hands holding the dagger were exposed.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. .

But his legs seemed to have his own will, instead of falling down, he stepped spontaneously and walked towards the altar.

Soon, these legs walked up to the altar, only then did they "thump" and fell down.

Black blood arose and began to devour the fresh sacrifice.

Xiao Shou lost his legs and couldn't continue to kneel on the ground. He could only support his torso with his arms and lay down on the ground, reciting the prayers religiously over and over again.

Before long, the altar completely swallowed up his legs and recovered.

Pei Ling in the shrine once again felt that a stream of pure vitality and blood was directly grabbed by him.

His cultivation was finally restored from the peak of foundation building to the formation of alchemy!

At the same time, the wound on Xiao Shou's broken leg quickly grew new flesh, just like before, as if he naturally didn't have legs.

The incense of worship suddenly burned violently.

The smoke is even worse, almost obscuring the view.

In front of Pei Ling, a strange memory appeared again.

He saw that he was driving a group of maids, like a shepherd driving sheep and cattle, killing them one by one on the altar.

The blood was flowing like a waterfall, pouring down from all sides of the altar.

The splash of blood stained his head and face, and the warm and sweet breath, but he had no resistance in his heart, but was full of expectation and joy, slightly closed his eyes, intoxicated.

Xiao Shou's voice came from the side: "Zheng'er, continue."

Without any hesitation, Xiao Zheng nodded and said, "Okay!"

... Pei Ling was in a daze, and immediately recovered. He felt that Xiao Zheng's strong emotion of wanting to sacrifice is already in essence, and it seems that even the mask can't suppress it.

However, the system remained indifferent and did not react at all, continuing to take care of Pei Ling's body.

After a while, the incense was completely burned, and the last piece of ashes fell into the furnace.

The altar dissipated, and the bead curtain closed.

The ancestral hall returned to its usual condition again.

Xiao Shou's expression was startled, his legs and a left arm as a sacrifice were still not enough!

He suddenly frowned. Although he said that he still has an arm, but his legs are not enough, the remaining arm, let alone.

He needs to show greater sincerity and offer better sacrifices!