"Something fun is coming," he said, his voice trembling with malice.
Xiang Ji quietly ran outside the house. As soon as he got close to the crack in the window, he felt a chill seeping out, which made him shiver in the middle of summer.
"What's going on? It's so cold in here."
Xiang Ji was a little scared, but he was unwilling to leave directly. He thought he should just take one last look at the "Nüba".
So he looked out the window...
The deity, with his long, bright red hair cascading down like a waterfall, lay half-reclined, with a monstrous eagle behind him that had two childlike hands!
Xiang Ji's pupils contracted as those hands grabbed a handful of thick, red liquid and smeared it onto Nüba's hair.
It must be blood! It's probably made from the blood of dozens or even hundreds of people.
The demon Nüba's red hair was actually dyed with human blood. How much blood and flesh must have been used to make such long hair...?
With a creaking sound, Xiang Ji heard his teeth chattering in fear.
She quickly covered her mouth. No, she couldn't let anyone hear her, or her grandfather and the others might find themselves in Nüba's hair.
Xiang Ji was about to quietly retreat when he saw Nüba sit up before he could even look away.
He picked up the strange, icy cup and slowly drank a mouthful of thick, dark red blood.
A few drops of blood stained the woman's lips, eerily vibrant.
Nuwa stared straight at the window, a smile spreading across her bright red lips. "Little one, you've been looking for so long, why don't you come in?"
"Ahhhhh!" Xiang Ji screamed in fear.
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