Chapter 1717 (1/2)

In the end, only the young man in red stood in the middle of the corpses. The sun was shining on his scarred face. His skin was white and scarred, which made him like a Shura from hell.

”Ah, ah --!” The witch doctor suddenly let out a hysterical scream, ”the enchantress and her accomplice have killed people! You see, the witch is sent by the devil to destroy our tribe. That's why you believe her. ”

”Only if we kill them, the God of pancake will visit us again, kill us! Kill them quickly --! ”

However, her passionate voice just came out. Suddenly, the red shadow flashed in front of her eyes.

Soon, the witch doctor was stiff, because in the blink of an eye.

The boy in red, who was just a hundred meters away, had already stood in front of her. His dark eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, reflecting her panic.

”I I'm the witch doctor of cangda tribe. I'm the waiter of Pan chalky God. You can't You can't kill... ”

A white and slender hand, like a beautiful jade carving, buttoned her face. The blue blood vessels loomed under the snow-white skin, like the most mysterious texture.

Then, the hand gently pinched.

”Bang -” a, blood light four splash, brain horizontal fly.

Just now, the old woman, who was still shouting, was pinched and burst her head, and the incomplete body slowly fell to the ground.

At this moment, the whole scene was as silent as death.

All of them held their breath and looked at the 13-4-year-old boy standing there quietly.

His red clothes are like snow, his black hair is like ink, and his clothes are like a fairy. But on his five fingers of his right hand, there is a dazzling scarlet liquid, which is falling down drop by drop.

Even Xiao Nuo's family, who had been saved by a teenager, showed a look of panic.