The already dim sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds!
A strange laugh filled the entire space.
"Hahaha, you little brat, you're so naive! You believe everything I say!"
The requiem bell was empty; Lan Cuoyou's soul had long since escaped and floated into the air.
Her soul was translucent, indistinct, and difficult to see clearly.
Yan Zhao recognized him at a glance and angrily cursed at the sky, "You damned devil, what are you laughing at? My sister kindly brought you back, and you dare to lie to us!"
"I think you don't even want to be a ghost anymore!"
"Haha, what a boastful tone! I wonder if you actually have the ability?"
"Is it too late to realize now that I've been scammed?"
Her laughter was unrestrained and wicked. With a flick of her slender fingers, she habitually issued a command, "Guards, cut their wrists! And take that girl—"
Her eyes were fixed intently on Yan Miao, her body facing her, "Drip all her essence and blood onto the stone statue as a sacrifice to the gods!"
"you?"
The village chief was too excited to speak.
"Fool, why don't you kneel before me!"
Her voice was amplified to an extreme degree, clearly spreading among the villagers.
When the villagers saw the goddess who had suddenly appeared, they all knelt down and worshipped her devoutly.
The village chief's hands were trembling so badly that he gave Ambassador Chao Lan a look and said, "Hurry up and do it!"
He knelt obediently on the ground and kowtowed three times to the sky, saying, "Gods, please forgive me; I was blind."
Lan Da, accompanied by several burly young men, flexed their muscles and pressed forward relentlessly.
Just as he was about to reach Yan Miao, who was standing next to the stone woman statue, he suddenly turned around.
Lan Cuoyou frowned, her smile freezing on her face. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and do it!"
Lan Da jolted awake and pulled a 40-pound stone hammer from the cart behind him. The hammer dragged on the ground, making a hissing sound.
It's like a reminder that someone's life is counting down!
"Wow, that's too brutal. Just cut her wrists..."
"But it's alright, the little girl's meat must be very delicious, hahaha!"
She licked her tongue in a perverse manner and twisted her slender waist in mid-air. Her laughter was exceptionally arrogant.
"You're staying here today!"
Lan roared, gritted his teeth, and swung the hammer with all his might.
Lan Cuoyou closed her eyes contentedly, preparing to savor the taste of blood, but unexpectedly—
But then a loud "crack" was heard!
The stone statue of the woman actually cracked open in full view of everyone!
"You're asking for death! How dare you smash the stone statue!"
Her expression changed drastically; her originally delicate and fair face instantly turned ghostly, becoming a mix of blue and black.
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