Originally, the status of the saint was very embarrassing. Her father did not love her mother, and she did not even get help from her family.
If something goes wrong this time, the tribe will definitely execute the saint!
Qing'er is a soft-hearted and pure girl. Although she didn't get along with the saint for a long time, she felt very sorry for this poor little saint and really cared about the saint.
"Stop being stubborn." Qing'er worriedly tried to think of a way for the saint, "When the great elders and others come over, just give in, apologize, say a few more nice words, and this matter will be over.
, you are a saint after all, and you have the trump card of the golden poisonous insect in your body. As long as you don't do anything too extreme, the great elder will not hurt you. At most, you will be punished and suffer a little.
Although it is uncomfortable to endure hardships, it is better than losing one's life."
The laws of the Witch Country are not sound. Basically, each family manages its own territory and takes people's lives, which is just a word from the elders.
Qing'er sincerely considers Lu Xixin.
"Submit yourself and beg for mercy?" Lu Xixin just wanted to laugh after hearing these words.
Do you want her to submit? Are they worthy?
"They are the ones who should beg for mercy and surrender." There was no trace of panic on Lu Xixin's face, "Since I dare to do those things, there is a way to escape."
Speaking of this, she smiled, raised her hand to pinch Qing'er's soft cheek, and joked: "Okay, you worry-free little girl, don't think so much, your saint daughter wants to eat.
Go get me some."
Qing'er stamped her feet, feeling worried, but there was nothing she could do about Lu Xixin, so she could only nod helplessly and go out to prepare food.
The guards at the door did not restrict Qing'er's movements, so Qing'er went out smoothly, went to the kitchen to order some side dishes, and brought them back in a food box.
After coming back, put the dishes on the table one by one.
Lu Xixin lowered her eyes and looked at the vegetables, tofu, and potatoes on the table, and was a little surprised: "Is this what I'm going to eat?"
Qing'er hurriedly pointed to a plate of curry beef: "Holy girl, there is meat."
Lu Xixin was silent.
Qing'er explained in a low voice: "You are a saint. You are supported by the tribe and have a rich diet. However, your portion this week has been taken away by the second lady. There are not many ingredients in the kitchen, so we can only make these."
Lu Xixin understood.
She was very hungry now, so she didn't have time to worry too much, so she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
Just after eating a few bites of beef, the door was opened, and a group of people came in. Hua Xianxian rushed to the front, pointed at Lu Xixin and shouted: "Bitch, if you dare to hurt Ziang, just wait to die.
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Lu Xixin raised her chopsticks, instantly caught Hua Xianxian's index finger pointing at her, and broke it back.
With a click, Hua Xianxian's hand was broken off!
She roared in pain.
Lu Xixin didn't even raise her head, and slammed her chopsticks down: "It's really off-putting."
There was a deathly silence in the room.
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
Saint...she is so arrogant!
The great elder came over and without even raising his head, he broke off Hua's delicate fingers.
She really didn’t take anyone else seriously at all!