The group pet boss is a living ancestor

Chapter 497 Do You Want Me To Save Him?

Song Nanxiu looked at Bei Zhi, her complexion was not very good, and her lips were a little pale.

"Do you want me to save him?"

Song Nanxiu frowned lightly, and Bei Zhi could clearly feel that his eyes were full of alienation at this moment.

"The village chief is right. Although Liu Xiang is not that attractive, he is not guilty of death."

Bei Zhi doesn't like Liu Yang, but he is still a villager, so if he dies in the end, it will be too serious.

"Yes, but..." Song Nanxiu raised his cold eyes slightly: "The reason why Liu Yang became like this has nothing to do with me. He knows what you did outside."

"Then how can we save him?"

"Position."

When Song Nanxiu returned to Daocun again, everyone still pointed at him.

He didn't care, and found a quick space.The copper bell was tied with fifty red threads before someone brought Liu Yang.

He could no longer stand on his feet, his eyes were rolling and he looked dying.

"Put him on the chair in the middle." Song Nanxiu gently shook the copper bell in his hand and walked forward.

The entire open space was surrounded by people, and they were all whispering and discussing.

"Do you think an eight-year-old doll can do it?"

"Anyway, I don't think it's okay. I guess it's because I don't want to see Liu Xianghao, and I will deliberately tease him before he dies."

"What kind of heart is this? An eight-year-old child has such a vicious heart."

"Of course they are vicious." Li Chunhua crossed her arms and sneered, "Poor orphans and widows come to our village for nothing, and their heart will be even worse after being exposed."

Li Chunhua remembered that she was so sure that Song Li and the others were useless cripples before, but she didn't expect the village chief to find them back later.

This grievance is really unbearable. At this time, I must say something to save my face.

"Oh, don't talk about it. Didn't the village chief ask him for help again because he couldn't help it? If you go to the town by car now, I'm afraid Liu Yang's life will be lost."

"Hmph." Li Chunhua snorted coldly, and said with a look of disdain: "I don't believe he can play with anything."

The red rope is entangled, and more than 50 ropes surround Liu Yang.

Song Nanxiu gently shook the copper bell in his hand, and a gust of wind blew up, scaring everyone to take a step back.

"I don't want to change like Liu Yang, I advise you to stay away." Song Nanxiu frowned tightly, clenched the copper bell in his hand.

There are no ghosts in the world, but there are resentment, yin and evil spirits.

The deep resentment persists, and if there is obsession, it is easy to be evil.

That thunderstorm that day was not used by Song Nanxiu to deal with Liu Yang, but to deal with this evil spirit.

"Liu Yang, what should come will come. Whatever debt you owe outside, you have to pay it back."

Song Nanxiu's cold voice sounded slowly, at this moment he didn't look like an eight-year-old child at all.

On the contrary, there is a feeling from the judge of hell, judging everything in the world.

"Don't come, don't come, don't come—"

The next second, Liu Xiang suddenly opened his eyes, the eyeballs seemed to be popping out, and the pupils were full of dark red blood.

"I didn't hurt you, I didn't want to, I really didn't want to..."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and everyone had retreated far away from the red line. Only Song Nanxiu stood firmly among the staggered red ropes.

"He is a human being, and you are no longer a human being. You can take revenge on him, but not now."

(End of this chapter)