A golden light shone from the statue's eyes.
Hua Qing looked up, and Su Yan reached out and covered his eyes.
"Don't look."
Su Yan hugged him tightly.
Hua Qing let her do as she pleased.
In that instant, he forgot all about obtaining the sacred artifact.
He lowered his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Is she protecting him?
This kind of understanding.
It made that filthy, broken heart tremble for a rare moment.
His father planned to turn him into a medicine man, and his mother cursed him before she died.
His good friends and teachers joined forces to cripple his cultivation, threw him off a cliff, and planned to completely eliminate him.
From the moment he woke up, he had only one thought in his mind.
Everyone deserves to die.
His father, his teacher, his friend.
They would all be killed by his own hands.
That kindness has been extinguished. Isn't the reason God didn't let him die just so he could take revenge?
His idea has never wavered.
He has been walking along his own path.
But this Su Yan...
Some things were beyond his expectations, and they became increasingly beyond his expectations.
This seems to be the first time I've been protected by someone.
He wanted to hold her, to hold her forever.
Without her noticing, her hands had already wrapped around that frail body in her arms.
He rested his head on her shoulder.
He let her protect him.
Just then, for some unknown reason, the villagers suddenly walked towards them with murderous intent.
Then they heard the elder of the snake-man race...
"Throw this man into the holy light and sacrifice him to the gods."
"yes!"
Responding voices rang out from all directions, and then everyone came over.
Beside her, Sheng Rou stood there with her eyes closed, struggling to hold on to something.
Saint Rou is a saintess of the snake people, said to possess the ability to communicate with the gods.
In the eyes of the snake people, it was the saintess who invited the god.
Therefore, the Holy Maiden held an exceptionally high position among the Serpent People.
But that's not actually the case.
The so-called conversation with God is actually a conversation with sacred objects.
Su Yan turned around and ran quickly towards Sheng Rou, then grabbed Sheng Rou's wrist.
He raised the dagger in his hand and cut open her palm, blood dripping down.
Su Yan grabbed her wrist and forcefully pressed it against the stone statue behind her.
Blood dripped down Shengrou's palm.
Saint Rou was in a panic
"No, no, don't."
The people around them stopped their advance.
They were all retreating, looking terrified.
Su Yan stood there, and she could feel her fingertips turning to stone.
In no time, the person will be petrified.
This is why this sacred artifact is called Medusa's Curse.
It will petrify everyone who is near it or touches it.
Her gaze fell on Hua Qing beside her.
Almost as soon as their eyes met, she barely had time to curl the corners of her lips into a smile before she could say a word.
He instantly turned to stone.
Saint Rou let out a painful sound.
The blood in her body was being sucked out by the stone statue.
Sheng Rou finally lost consciousness completely.
His body tilted and he crashed onto the high platform.
Hua Qing stood there, her body frozen.
He probably never expected that the woman who was just in his arms would be petrified in the blink of an eye.
The stone split open, revealing a scepter with a golden snake's head.
It floated in mid-air, radiating light.
The villagers, who had already evacuated far away, all knelt down in worship.
"god!"
The black patterns on the golden serpent-headed scepter exuded a mysterious and timeless aura, giving one a suffocating feeling.
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