The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2517 - The God Race Test (1)

Chapter 2517: The G.o.d Race Test (1)

Awakening one’s devil blood in the Sky City was a very dangerous thing. The devil energy of the devils and

the divine power of the G.o.ds had extremely strong repulsive eects. Even human beings and other races

could enter the Sky City under the guidance of the G.o.ds, but it was absolutely impossible for a devil to

step inside, for the moment the devils stepped into the Sky City, they would be destroyed by the divine

power that permeated the city. Only the Devil G.o.d Satan could resist this eect.

Shen Yanxiao absolutely could not bear such an eect, so she denitely must not let her devil blood

awaken here.

“I see. I’m ne. There’s nothing to worry about.” Shen Yanxiao was aware of Xiu’s worries. She turned

around in Xiu’s arms, smiled, and blinked at him. “I suddenly remember some great master promising me

that he would take me to his place after his revival. This great master shouldn’t be so forgetful, right?”

Xiu slightly raised his eyebrow, stretched out his arms, and princess-carried Shen Yanxiao.

“I’ll take you there.”

Shen Yanxiao smiled foolishly.

Light shrouded around their bodies. Xiu held Shen Yanxiao tightly and turned into a streak of light as he

ew out of the temple.

Xiu’s ying speed was so fast that Shen Yanxiao could not see the scenery on the way. She leaned against

Xiu’s arms, her ears pressing against his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

……

Li Xiaowei woke up from the darkness. The cold air around him made him feel a chill he had not

experienced for a long time. He woke up from the piercing cold and what he saw was a dark, damp, and

shabby wooden house with broken furniture, patched bedding, and a bowl on the table that didn’t even

contain a mouthful of food.

This picture was unfamiliar, yet familiar at the same time.

“Xiaowei…” A weak voice faintly called out to Li Xiaowei, startling him. His body turned sti and he turned

around.

On the crude bed made of stacked straw, a skinny woman was lying limp, her sunken cheeks and sallow

complexion all ruining her beauty, just like catkins in the wind.

The facial features of the woman were very beautiful. Despite her sallow skin and emaciated look, her

delicate face still revealed the absolute beauty she once had. Only, that beauty was already in the past as

it had gradually withered in the midst of poverty and misery.

Li Xiaowei couldn’t nd his voice. He watched the skinny woman lying on the bed, and his calm heart

suddenly set o huge waves. He stood transxed, looking at the face he had imprinted in his soul.

“Mother…” A nearly torn voice was squeezed from Li Xiaowei’s throat, his body trembling uncontrollably.

“My poor child, you haven’t eaten for several days; Mother will cook for you…” The woman lying in bed

struggled to get up, but her weak body could not provide her with enough strength.

Li Xiaowei dashed up at once to support his mother.

However, when he reached out his hand, he found that his hands had become very small and his gure

had shrunk a lot.

These hands were not the hands of a young man at all, but the hands of a child who still hadn’t reached

adulthood. And yet, the roughness of the hand did not belong to a child.

The picture buried in his memory overlapped with the scene before him.

Li Xiaowei would never forget this day in his life; this was also the memory he had been most unwilling to

recall.