"Wait until you pay off your debt."
Gu Han's face became solemn and he directly promised, "I will let you go immediately, without saying a word!"
"real?"
"I never lie."
"You can't lie to the tree either!"
"Don't lie."
"..."
Ashu stopped talking and was confused in his heart.
beat.
Can't beat it.
run.
Can't run away.
The most important thing is that Leng Yushu, who is scared to his core, is standing by and smiling at him.
"good!"
Seeing Gu Han with a smile on his face but the black sword dangling in his hand, he gritted his teeth and said cruelly, "Ashu, I... agreed!"
"Get on the road!"
Gu Han praised, "Come here, I have a few oaths, you can read them according to them..."
"etc!"
Ashu still had some brains after all, and suddenly reacted, "How long will it take to atone for this sin?"
century.
millennium.
Thousands of years.
There has to be a deadline.
Gu Han thought for a while, "How long can you live?"
Ashu???
…
Shenfang tribe.
Seeing Gu Han and Leng Yushu returning again, the people of the two tribes were extremely happy and greatly encouraged. However, while they were happy, they could not hide the sadness in their hearts.
Although I can't understand it.
But they also knew that Shen Fangli died for them.
Sighed softly.
Gu Han did not tell them that the crisis had not been resolved.
Come to the bottom of the stone statue.
But he saw that although Shen Fangli had been dead for a long time, he still stubbornly kept turning his head, as if he wanted to see if he could help Gu Han.
Gu Han remained silent.
He saw a familiar shadow on Shen Fangli.
"messenger."
At this time, Ahu bravely came to him, feeling a little sad and said, "Our tribe...has no next sacrifice witch."
The birth of the shaman.<
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Depends on the stone statue.
The more stone statues collapsed, the weaker their power became. Naturally, it became more and more difficult for the priest to give birth to a witch. In the Shen Fang tribe, except for Shen Fangli, no one had appeared in the past decades.
The clansmen who can sense the stone statues.
No more witchcraft.
It also symbolizes that a tribe is coming to an end.
"No need."
Gu Han spoke softly, "From today on, you no longer need to sacrifice to witches."
As he said that, he cupped his hands towards Shen Fangli and said solemnly, "Since you died for me, I will also make you a promise today. If you can get out, I will keep your people safe and give them a future so that they can live again."
No need to be enslaved by evil spirits!"
The sound is sonorous and powerful.
It spread to everyone's ears instantly.
"me too."
Leng Yushu spoke softly and gave his promise.
at the same time.
Shen Fangli's body suddenly felt hazy, as if the last obsession had disappeared, and slowly turned into a handful of dust, which was scattered on the land with the wind.
Born here, raised here, and buried here.
"master."
"Auntie."
At this time, a feeble voice sounded, "I'm back."
Nature.
It's Ashu.
It didn't forget the mother and son. This trip was to pick them up and leave them to Ahu to make arrangements. Then he came to the two of them in a languid manner and no longer looked as impressive as before.
Gu Han.
Cold rain sparse.
An originator of fishing and scavenging, a master of wool harvesting.
An exquisite body with nine orifices, and a mind as deep as the abyss.
In comparison.
Ashu cannot say that he was completely defeated... I can only say that he was completely defeated.
He issued a nine-path curse, which was said to be a forgiveness of sins, but in fact, it was to serve as a slave to the two of them and never betray them.
Time?
indefinite.
It depends on how long it lives.
"Heal well."
Gu Han gave it a bunch of pills to encourage it.
"Grow taller quickly."
Leng Meizi did not hide her intentions at all.
Ashu...
I feel so painful that I can't express it.
"forget it."
Seeing it walking away, Gu Han suddenly said, "It still has some conscience."
To be continued...