“If you’re talking about this kind of… unique way of killing?” Xi Yue still couldn’t help but frown, “Although I don’t agree with it, I… respect your killing approach! However, I still have to make one thing clear, don’t sit at the same table with me for meals within the next three days.”

Seeing this kid reminds me of the brain splatter. Ugh, it really kills my appetite.

Xi Weizhi stood there in a daze, not moving until Xi Yue walked down from the altar and came to the “bodies” of Moli and the others. Only then did he slowly lower his head.

A faint, brilliant light flickered in the depths of his dark eyes, resembling a smile and akin to the warm light of the stars.

Xi Yue… are you not afraid of me? Are you?

“Ah…ah! They killed the shaman doctor and many of our tribesmen. They are indeed demons. She is a witch sent by the devil!”

“Dashan, Dashan, wake up. *Sob*, if you are dead, what will I do with the child?”

“Witch, you killed my husband. I will fight you to the death—!”

Just at that moment, the members of the Cangda Tribe, who had initially been stunned by Weizhi, finally came to their senses.

Then, seeing so many of their fellow tribe people’s corpses and the shaman doctor’s tragic death, they were on the verge of going mad.

Seeing these people hysterically trying to rush over to fight her, Xi Yue sneered, “If you really want your husbands and relatives to die, come and try me!”

Kulun and Qi’er, as if suddenly realizing something, shouted, “Everyone, don’t move! The goddess can revive the dead. These people can all be brought back to life. Everyone, please don’t act rashly!”

Qi’er immediately nodded and responded, “Qi’er was rescued by the goddess!”

Everyone halted their footsteps. They looked at Xi Yue in confusion and full of hope.

Xi Yue nodded in satisfaction, knowing that it was good not to act. Otherwise, she wouldn’t mind reaping the few lives that Weizhi had kindly spared. After all, she was an evil witch!

The purple vines from the wrist flew out and flew toward Moli and the others on the ground.

Purple vines thumped a few times on the major acupoints of Mo Li’s body. The next moment, Mo Li suddenly opened his eyes wide, exhaled a loud breath, and then gasped heavily.

Due to the prolonged pain of suffocation, his body kept convulsing, and tears kept flowing from his eyes.

In a brief moment, although his five senses were blocked, his consciousness was still awake.

He felt the air in his chest being drained bit by bit, and the blood was rushing toward his brain. However, his body was immobilized. The pain and despair defeated all his willpower.

Therefore, Xi Yue thought that Weizhi spared the lives of these people, but in fact, it was not the case at all.

Weizhi just wanted their death to be more painful and more desperate.

Moli raised his head and was about to speak when he saw Xi Weizhi slowly walking toward Xi Yue. He was so frightened that he kept stepping back, crying and shouting in horror, “I don’t dare anymore, I don’t dare anymore!”

Xi Yue rescued several other people. Everyone woke up just like Moli, twisting in pain, breathing heavily, and their bodies were twitching.

They looked at Weizhi as if they were looking at a terrifying monster, and they wanted to run away from him immediately.

The relatives of those who were resurrected were ecstatic, hugging the ones they had lost and regained, sobbing loudly. Their gazes toward Xi Yue no longer held the hatred from before, only reverence and gratitude.

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