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Liu Mi's screams gradually disappeared.

Xiaoyouzi walked over and took a look, and found that Liu Mi's eyes were wide open, her eyes were absent-minded, her face was covered with blood, and tears were hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Her beautiful lips were pinched tightly shut, and the white and yellow twine passed through the upper and lower lips, and she was stitched with eight stitches.

At this time, the hemp thread had been stained red with blood, and several places where the needle had been inserted had swelled up, and a piece of thread was hanging by his lips, looking particularly terrifying and miserable.

Seeing this, the old woman wiped her clothes with blood-stained hands, and said with a smile: "Scream, keep screaming, little bitch! I'll see how you can scream!"

A young man reached out to touch Liu Mi's swollen face like a pig's head, and patted it.

Liu Mi didn't respond at all.

At this time, she was completely empty, and her whole body was so painful that she fainted when she opened her eyes.

"Could it be dead?" The middle-aged man frowned suddenly: "I can't die at this time!"

Seeing this, the old woman said in a panic: "No, it's impossible, isn't it just a mouth? Several people have had their mouths sewn before, but they didn't die."

"His grandma, if this woman dies, all of us will be finished!" The middle-aged man hurriedly said to the young man: "Go and check her breath, if she dies, I will bury you, an old lady, with her!"

The old woman's face was flustered: "My lord, you won't want me, an old woman."

"Get out! Don't get in the way here!" The middle-aged man winked, and someone immediately dragged the old woman away.

Little Youzi lay on the coffin, carefully watching everyone's expressions, rubbing her chin with her little hand to think.

The middle-aged man looked impatient.

The young man looked at Liu Mi with strange eyes.

Who is the real god in the old woman's mouth?

The other men didn't speak from the beginning until now, they just obeyed silently.

Xiaoyouzi pursed her lips, and stretched out her hand towards Liu Mi.

Bai Nen's little hand directly passed through Liu Mi.

"Hey." Sighing, Xiaoyouzi frowned.

She also wanted to see if there were any clues around Liu Mi.

Everyone who got in the way left.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to check Liu Mi's breath.

Still angry.

"Okay, just live." The middle-aged man sighed.

The young man frowned and said, "Father, she has been made like this by Nanny Guo, will the Lord True God blame us?"

"No, no, no." The middle-aged man looked at Liu Mi coldly, and then said, "Okay, let's hold the ceremony quickly, and call everyone. Is everything ready at the altar?"

"Ready." The young man nodded.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man said to the boy next to him, "Go, bring me the soul-relief nail and the big hammer."

"Yes, sir."

Liu Mi lay motionless, her eyes staring like copper bells.

Suddenly, Xiaoyouzi saw her eyes blink suddenly, as if she had regained her senses.

"Master, here we come!" The boy ran over with the soul nail and hammer that had been prepared a long time ago.

The men tacitly held down Liu Mi's hands and legs again.

A middle-aged man poked his head out holding a nail and a hammer.

He met Liu Mi's cold gaze.

Liu Mi, who could neither speak nor move, looked at the middle-aged man with tearful eyes.

Those eyes seemed to scrape off the middle-aged man's flesh and blood.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man snorted softly: "Tsk, Miss Liu, don't look at me like this, if you want to blame, I blame your bad luck."

"Hmm!" Liu Mi couldn't make a sound and could only stare at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a smile on his face: "Don't be afraid, Ms. Liu, it will be soon and it won't hurt very much."

Liu Mi opened her eyes wide, watching the middle-aged man press a nail as thick as a coin on Liu Mi's wrist.

"Woooooooo!" Liu Mi wanted to speak but couldn't open her mouth, the voice coming out of her throat sounded terribly miserable.

Xiaoyouzi pursed her lips, feeling a little unbearable to watch.

But she still leaned over to look.

"Sure enough, a living person nailed into a coffin." Xiaoyouzi's eyes became colder: Why did she do this to a girl?To whom is the sacrifice offered?Could it be that true God?

The middle-aged man laughed: "Soon, very soon!"

"Oh!"

As his other hand holding the hammer rose and fell, the Soul Requiem Nail pierced into Liu Mi's hand bowl.

"Hmm!!!" A mournful and dull voice came out of her throat, and Liu Mi's eyes were wide open, almost popping out.

The nails went straight through her wrists.

The nails were driven directly into the coffin.

Blood splashed from the wrist, and Liu Mi's whole body bounced uncontrollably.

A few people could hardly hold back.

"Oh!"

Liu Mi's body slammed heavily on the coffin, and several men became terrified and pressed her tightly.

"This chick is quite noisy."

"Work harder and sacrifice her, it's good for us!"

"Yeah, I hope that God likes this chick, this chick is beautiful."

Liu Mi was relieved.

She slowed down, and her eyes fell on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was stared at viciously, but he laughed instead: "Miss Liu, you look pretty good like this, with a different style."

"If it weren't for offering sacrifices to the true god to bless our old Qian's family, it would be fine for you to marry my son." As he spoke, the middle-aged man glanced at the young man.

The young man flushed slightly.

While Liu Mi was still staring, the middle-aged man raised the hammer and hammered the second nail into Liu Mi's other hand.

Little Yuzi's face was covered with blood.

She reached out and touched her face, but there was no blood.

Blood spattered to the inner wall of the coffin, the face of the middle-aged man and the floor.

Liu Mi closed her eyes and passed out.

"Is he dead?" the middle-aged man asked.

The young man who let go checked Liu Mi's breath, "Dizzy, still alive."

"As long as you're still alive." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Go on."

Not long after, Xiaoyouzi saw that Liu Mi's hands and feet were nailed with soul-restraining nails, and she was completely unconscious.

The middle-aged man threw the blood-soaked hammer to the boy, and said with a light snort, "This woman is not dead yet, she can resist."

"Go, go to the altar."

With that said, the group put the lid on the coffin.

Several coffin bearers came over and carried away the heavy mahogany coffin.

Xiaoyouzi followed behind and saw that the coffin was bleeding.

Drop by drop, soon there was a long line on the floor, extending all the way.

After 5 minutes, everyone came to the back mountain of Qianfu.

There is a large open space at the back of the mountain, and in the middle of the open space is a high platform on which stands a strangely dressed woman.

The woman wore a black cloth on her head, her eyes were sharp and bright, and she held a scepter full of skulls in her hand.

Should be a priest.

The open space was already full of people, everyone was holding red lanterns in their hands, and they all had unified expressions on their faces.

They surrounded the high platform and stood staggered, forming circle after circle of surrounding environment.

It wasn't until someone came in carrying the coffin that they opened a hole to make it easier for the coffin bearers to enter.

When someone carried the person in, the encirclement returned to normal.

Little Yuzi walked in without hindrance.

Next, there is a complicated ceremony.

Seeing them as if they had been brainwashed, Xiaoyuzi yelled and jumped.

The priest muttered words that Xiaoyouzi could not understand, and the coffin was slowly opened.

Little Grapefruit leaned over.

I saw that middle-aged man just now was holding a silver spike in his hand, his face was full of excitement.

This nail is different from others, it is very thick, it is estimated to be as thick as two coins, once this nail is dropped, people will definitely die.

The young man held a nail against Liu Mi's chest, and the middle-aged man next to him raised his hammer and was ready to go.

"Master True God!" With the priest's loud shout, the middle-aged man slammed down heavily.

Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky...