Xi Yue did not go to jokes, but solemnly said: "This is a very serious disease, contagious and easy to kill. However, it is not drug-free. And fortunately, you are just planting around your village The nemesis of this disease."

She said, reaching out to the bushes not far away, "Although the effect of Artemisia annua on malaria treatment is not so ideal, but your tribes have good physical fitness, and I have a way to stimulate the medicinal properties of Artemisia annua, so, I guarantee that this is not the punishment of the gods. There is no need to burn someone to sacrifice. At least 90% of the people in your tribe who are sick can survive."

After Xi Yue's words came out, the patriarch's tears couldn't help it anymore, and finally she was left.

The Cangda tribe does not need to annihilate the clan, he does not need to lose his daughter and granddaughter, or to become a sinner of the whole clan.

At this moment, an old and cold voice suddenly came from the altar: "Where is the demon girl, who is here to confuse my people. Do you know what will happen if you blasphemy and take away God's sacrifice?"

Xi Yue looked towards the altar.

I saw an old lady dressed like a god stick, narrowly staring at her coldly.

Xi Yue couldn't help but raised her lips and smiled, "I heard that you are God's favorite waiter?"

The witch doctor raised his head and proudly said: "That's nature, I'm the one closest to God. You demon and demon confuse people, don't think I can't see your evil essence."

Xiyue "Oh", and then his eyes were faint, slowly said: "Since you are the most darling of God, why not give you as a sacrifice to the Chalk God? I believe that compared to other people, God must I hope you will go with him to accompany him?"

When Xiyue said this, the witch doctor's expression suddenly froze.

Underneath, the people of the Cangda tribe have their eyes widened, all looking at the witch doctor on stage.

Some people can't help but whisper: "Yes, the witch doctor is God's favorite person. Why didn't we think of offering the witch doctor?"

Of course, the old lady on the altar heard the whispers of everyone, and her face was distorted by anger and panic.

Suddenly, she said to Mori beside her: "This demon girl boldly humiliated the god, and the god has been angry. A bigger punishment is coming to our Cangda tribe, and I will arrest her and burn to death. Only then can the god be calmed. anger!"

When Mori heard the words, he immediately brought a group of people and rushed towards Xi Yue.

Patriarch Nita shouted, but these people didn't listen to him at all.

Many kind people of the Cangda tribe showed an unbearable expression, turned their heads away, and couldn’t bear to watch the flower-like little girl die.

However, at the next moment, only a few loud noises were heard.

Then, men moaned everywhere on the altar.

Everyone looked at it in surprise, and they saw that Mori were thrown to the ground in embarrassment.

Mori looked at Xiyue in horror and gritted his teeth and said, "You...what demon do you use as a demon girl?"

He just felt that his chest was hit by something, so hot that he couldn't even stand up for a while.

The altar was full of panic and hate in the eyes of the witch doctor.

She glanced over the crowd and saw the patriarch with a relieved face, and suddenly looked stern and stern: "Nita, this is the way you came up with to save your daughter and granddaughter?!"