The red-haired man immediately became energetic. He twisted his body and rubbed it a little higher on the tree, trying to straighten his waist. "The gods said that he broke the little legs and threw it out, and he didn't want to see the little one. Is that right?"

Hongtong sneered disdainfully. "I know it's like this. I can't even retell the original words of God and I can't tell you where did you get the confidence? I heard clearly, God and I'm just like this." She stood up and spoke seriously: "Blood Moon Hongtong, you two are responsible. Break his legs and throw them out for me. I don't want to see him again. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" The red-haired man was like a death row prisoner who was pardoned before execution, his body trembled like a sieve. He pointed out excitedly: "That's right, right?" He thought that the fake god gave new instructions later, but it turned out that there was no. It was really a false alarm.

Hongtong immediately shouted: "Stop! Why are you joining in the fun? The two words "understand" were told to us by the gods. I'm not asking you. And which ear you can hear the same?"

In an instant, the red-haired man was beaten back to his original form. He was so depressed that he had nowhere to vent his feelings, and only felt that Hongtong was really unreasonable. Otherwise, would it be so difficult to understand the words in the official language? He could not be willing to split the words and compare them one by one. "Break the legs?"

Hongtong nodded.

"Take it out?"

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"Don't want to see the little one?"

"What about 'again'?" Hongtong said two words coldly.

The red-haired man's brain was blank. He asked blankly: "Is it all the same?"

Hongtong poked the paper incisively. "What are you talking nonsense? The gods mean 'I never want to see you again', and you don't understand what 'I never mean'?"

The red-haired man finally realized something, and his expression on his face seemed to have a mouthful of bitter and astringent sea water. "Just just for one word? Sister, you are too terrible. What if the God of God just said casually? He wouldn't really take this little ant to heart, maybe he will forget it in a few days. In the future, I can avoid wherever I go, and I promise not to let him see it. Sister, please let me go?" He begged. If it weren't for the fact that his hands were tied, he would definitely swear to the sky to express his feelings.

"No, you'll die your heart." Hongtong was unshakable.

The red-haired man sighed dejectedly, and he didn't know how to describe his current mood. He just felt that the two women were extremely unreasonable. "Then you don't have to do this." He gritted his teeth and advised the two women with cruelty. "Sister, please change your way. Throw me into the sea, whether I drown or drifted to another place, and naturally I won't see it." He believed that he was good at water and could float in the sea without the help of two legs. This might make him have a glimmer of hope. In short, it is better than being burned to death. But in extreme depression, he even forgot to say that he called himself "small".

"What if it happens, will we still be unable to do our jobs at that time? So we will make sure to watch you disappear with our own eyes. Besides, who doesn't know what kind of virtue you are, your guarantee is useful?" Hongtong didn't want to give him any chance at all.

The red-haired man felt that his efforts to convince the two crazy women had failed, and it would be a waste of time to continue. He glanced secretly and found that the two women were not paying much attention to him. So he took a deep breath in secret and suddenly shouted, "Help, help!" It's better to ask for help now, otherwise there would be no chance.

However, the two women did not pounce on him as he thought. Hongtong only looked at him in surprise, then lowered her head and continued to bury the firewood, while Xue Yue did not look up at all.

So a strange scene appeared. In the dark and gloomy woodland, a man tied up shouted loudly, while the two women next to him ignored him and only focused on doing their own things.

At first, the red-haired man screamed urgently and quickly because he was afraid that he would be blocked if he could not scream a few times. However, he couldn't help but be discouraged when he found that Xue Yue Hongtong was still indifferent. The two women were so calm that they must know that no matter how loud he shouted, it was useless. I think so, who could hear his cry and come to save him?

Hopefully, the frequency of the red-haired man calling for help is getting slower and slower, and his voice gradually becomes less loud than before.

Finally, Hongtong was impatient by the noise in her ears. She pulled out the dagger in her arms and stared at the red-haired man's cheek. "I cut his tongue first."

"No need to be so troublesome. Punch it inwards and then he can't scream after he stirs it up." Xue Yue suggested slowly.

"Oh, I'll try." Hongtong thought this method was really good, so she nodded in agreement and sent her arm forward.

"Give me your life!" The red-haired man screamed. The cold blade slashed across his face so frightened that he closed his eyes in a frightened way and begged incoherently: "Don't shout anymore, little one really dares to shout."

After waiting for a long time, the expected stinging pain did not come. The red-haired man secretly opened one eye and found that Hongtong had already taken back the dagger. He laughed dryly, but he didn't dare to continue shouting.

The plan to ask for help failed, and finally his tongue was still there. He had to continue to incite his life. "Two sisters, the gods didn't say that they must kill the young ones."

"Mr. God and Immortal need to say everything clearly? Do you think you are worthy of making me worry about it? Do you know what obedience means and what understanding means?" Hongtong spat.

The red-haired man no longer cared about her contempt and made the most humble expression begging, "I beg you two sisters, you are tired, go back and ask clearly, okay?"

"Just. At what time now, Lord God has already rested. It's not a big deal. Can you afford to disturb the adult's sleep?"

Why is it not a big deal? It must be a big deal for me. The red-haired man quickly replied: "You can wait until tomorrow morning. I am willing to wait, I am willing to wait. Two sisters, this matter should be confirmed again. Otherwise, if the gods and gods are punished and the young one cannot recover from the dead, wouldn't it be too late?"

Xue Yue said earnestly: "Everyone is as skilled as you, how can you serve the gods and immortals? You should care about yourself. Will the gods and immortals punish us? That is our business, so you don't have to care."

Yes! It's really not necessary. Because I was dead at that time! The red-haired man felt that the two women's thoughts were like a joke. Today, he was like a dream. He was caught like a joke, sentenced like a joke, and then... he was about to die? Don't joke, okay?
Chapter completed!