C7

"Rest in peace. I will help you set up a memorial archway to illustrate your good deeds of sacrificing your life."

Heavens! Was her lovely life going to be lost today in the hands of these ignorant villagers and this seductive old witch? This was too much. She didn't want to die!

God! In these twenty-two years, she had never done anything to disappoint her conscience, often helped people, volunteered to work in an orphanage, and when she had money, gave it to the elderly and orphans who had no one to rely on.

But why is it that good people never live long? Too depressing.

Although she didn't think that she would live to be a hundred years old and be rich as well, she shouldn't have been so miserably killed in such a foreign land, right? Too miserable!

Little Treasure violently struggled as he thought of this. It seemed like he could only save himself now!

When a person was in a life or death situation, they would often arouse a powerful force. When he could save himself, he would have to struggle hard.

But unfortunately, even though she was working hard, it was already too late.

A beam of golden light enveloped the lake.

Then, in the circle of light, the lake began to rise up in strange letters and patterns. Seeing these words, she wondered if she had encountered a ghost.

A map rose up from the lake, gradually expanding from far to near, from hazy to clear, gradually forming a golden dragon-beaver. When the golden eyes of the dragon-beaver opened, she could no longer hear anything.

Her vision turned dark and she fainted.

In his dream, there seemed to be a ray of bright sunlight shining into the lake.

Hua Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes and looked around at the dark environment around him. It looked like a remote cave with no one around.

Good thing he didn't die! It was truly a blessing in disguise!

Hua Xiaobao lightly moved his four limbs, only then did he realise that his entire body was in pain.

Damn it, this wicked old witch had caused her death.

5555... The fall this time was not light. Look, there were wounds all over his hands and body. If you looked carefully, you would see that his entire body was covered with purple and green blood, and golden blood was oozing out of his wounds.

She walked to the lake and saw that the guy's entire face was bruised and swollen. Look sideways, look vertical, hey, that pig's head on the lake, who is it?

Well, the only thing to be thankful for was that she had not yet been chosen by God to go to heaven. He would be able to escape this calamity alive. It seems that God is also a very kind uncle.

Hua Xiaobao used all of his strength to stand up, ignoring the pain coming from his four limbs.

She gritted her teeth and headed towards the source of the sunlight.

Right now, the fresh air was just ahead of her. Perhaps in the near future, Victory would smile back at her. Although sometimes it was a malicious smile … In particular, the golden apple in Victory's hand would reflect Helen's face, but the beauty chosen by God was usually sacrificed.

Forget it. Since I'm here, I might as well take care of this matter.

In fact, the world is very beautiful, look, the air is very fresh - although the whole body is smelly mud.

Since he could survive, he had to thank God for everything! And thank Mud!

Well, maybe life is like that. A lot of trouble.

If her guess was right, this smelly pile of mud was her savior. There was nothing he could do. Although his entire body was reeking, his little life was still safe.

As he walked out of the cave, he suddenly heard the sound of splashing water from afar.