Chapter 1717 Hobbies

In the end, only the young man in red stood in the middle of the piles of corpses. The sun shone on his scarred face. His skin was white and his scars were red, making him look like an Asura from hell.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" The witch doctor suddenly screamed hysterically, "The witch and her accomplices killed! Did you see that the witcher was sent by the devil to destroy our tribe. You believed her, so That's how bad luck came."

"Only by killing them, the God of Pan's will take care of us again, kill! Quickly kill them-!!"

However, just after her passionate shout was spoken, a red shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

Soon, the witch doctor's whole body stiffened, because in the blink of an eye.

The red-clothed boy who was just 100 meters away was actually standing in front of her. His dark eyes were like bottomless cold pools, coldly reflecting her panicked shadow.

"I... I'm the witch doctor of the Cangda tribe, I'm the servant of the god Pan', you can't... you can't kill..."

A white and slender hand, like a beautiful jade, clasped her face, and the blue blood vessels were looming under the snow-white skin, like the most mysterious texture.

Then, the hand squeezed lightly.

"Bang——" With a sound, blood splattered and brains flew.

The old woman who was still shouting arrogantly just now had her head crushed, and the mutilated corpse slowly fell to the ground.

At this moment, the whole place was as silent as death.

Everyone held their breath, watching the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy standing there quietly.

The red clothes are like snow, the black hair is like ink, and the wind blows the clothes, floating like a fairy, but the five fingers of his right hand are stained with dazzling scarlet liquid, which is falling drop by drop.

Even the Xiaonuo family, whose life was saved by the teenager, showed a terrified expression.

Looking at the young man, his body kept shrinking and trembling.

This little brother is so scary, so scary! It was even more terrifying than the icy cold exuded from the moment he woke up.

Xi Wei's eyes swept over the people below who were looking at him in shock and fear, and a contemptuous sneer flashed in his eyes.

This feeling is really familiar, being treated like a monster, disgusted, feared, and ostracized.

Although I can't recall a similar experience I've ever had, it feels really good.

The blood in his body couldn't help but boil.

"What kind of hobby do you have?" The girl's cool and pleasant voice suddenly came from his ear, pulling his thoughts back all of a sudden.

I don't know when, Xiyue had walked up to him and looked at his hand with disgust: "Do you have to use such a disgusting method to kill people? Even if you like to crush people's heads, at least wear gloves, right?"

I don't know what hobby this guy has! Doesn't that white, greasy brain feel disgusting when it touches your hands? Can you still eat dinner?

The ridicule in Xi's unknown eyes slowly turned into shock. This is an extremely rare emotion that can be seen in his eyes.

Xi Yue threw out a cloth and asked him to wipe the stains off his hands.

Xi Wei took it over, gently wiped his hand, and after a long time said softly, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" Xi Yue was stunned for a moment, then figured out what he was asking, and couldn't help but twitch her mouth, "You killed the people who should be killed and left the lives of those who shouldn't, why should I be afraid of you? ?"

She didn't expect that this kid looked cold, but in fact he was not a cruel and murderous person.