The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Last night, many people watched Columbine go to the Navan River with his long-dead Qier.

Some people even went up to check Qi'er's breath to make sure he was really dead, even his body was cold.

how come?Why is it alive now!

"Coolen, you... weren't you yesterday... isn't Qi'er already dead?"

Kulun looked at Xiyue gratefully, and said loudly: "You listen to me, Xiyue is the goddess sent by heaven to save our Cangda tribe. It is because of her that Qier can be reborn!"

"What?! Resurrected?"

"How is this possible?! Not even a witch doctor?"

Everyone's face was unbelievable, but the child stood there in good order.

With a dark complexion, Mori stared at Columbine hard and said, "Cullum, don't lie here and confuse the crowd. The great witch doctor is a waiter of God. Where is this woman's demon girl? It has confused your mind. Come, Grab him for me!"

"Wait a minute!!" Cullen hurriedly shouted, greeted Mori's fierce eyes, he flinched, but remembered something, and quickly calmed down again.

He raised his voice even more, almost whispering: "And, there is one more thing, the goddess told me that the disaster of our tribe is not a punishment and curse of the gods, but a disease, a disease called plague. . And this disease can be cured, and it can be cured without burning dead people to worship the gods!"

"Coolen, what are you saying?!"

"Cullen, do you know what you are talking about?!"

Everyone around the altar rioted.

For them, this is nothing less than a frightening thunder.

Coolen took a deep breath, bent down, picked up Qi'er, and held it high to show everyone, "If you don't believe it, you can come and look at Qi'er. He still had a high fever yesterday and he kept vomiting. , Even twitching and fainting."

"However, after being treated by the goddess, he is not burning anymore. He just had a breakfast and did not spit it out at all."

This remark made everyone more riotous and filled with hope and panic.

Several elderly people who knew something about medicine stepped forward to take a look, and immediately shivered with a shout: "The condition has improved, but it has really improved."

"Qier--!!!" A woman's cry came, and soon a woman with vomit on her clothes got into the crowd and checked the boy up and down to make sure he was alive before crying. People hugged him, "Qi'er, my Qi'er, you are still alive, great, oh, great!"

Qi'er didn't dislike the dirt on the woman's body, but rejoiced with her face: "Mother, mother, look at me is really good. I don't feel hot or cold. I also ate a piece of meat this morning. The buns were given to me by the goddess and sister, but they were delicious. I told you that the goddess and sister are amazing..."

The little boy's nagging words were a little messy, but everyone could see that he was full of energy.

Is this really not the curse of the gods?Can it really be cured?

The patriarch clenched his hands into fists tightly, and walked in front of Xi Yue step by step, trembling: "Qi Er are you cured?"

Xiyue nodded.

"This... this is really not God's punishment, it's just a disease? And is it a curable disease?"

When the old man was talking, because of the excitement, the snot that ran on his lips blew out bubbles, which seemed extremely funny.