Soul of Negary

When Comoros opened the door, he saw the girl's corpse. Her corpse was pale and bloodless. Her weak body fell to the ground. It was pitiful and even had a strange beauty.

Many villagers followed Comoros. When they saw the girl's body, they all exclaimed in amazement. As the granddaughter of the village chief, this girl is very beautiful. It's dead now.

Comoros's dream lover was also her, but now that he saw her body, he didn't feel pity and grief, only deep fear, that was his worst memory, those cowardice and inferiority were once again shown in his body. before.

Sure enough, the girl's body made a strange tone, and the deceased spoke again, but it was not her who spoke.

"Hehehe! Comoros, you are so disappointing to me that there are still people who are ready to defy my will!"

"Negri, please forgive our ignorance and ignorance, we will never dare to disobey your will!" Comoros hurriedly knelt down. Under his leadership, the villagers also knelt down in fear and panic.

"You don't dare, but someone dares. He is going to contact the heretical Holy See Divine Grace Cult to disobey me, ignorant people, since you don't desire my glory, then I can only give you the plague."

"Please forgive us, Negri, who dares to do such a damn thing, please tell us who this sinner is." Someone shouted frantically: "He is the sinner of the village, we will never let him go !"

After the village chief neglected Negri, the messenger was bitten to death, and now the corpse has spoken, these villagers have completely believed in the existence of Negri, how could they not be afraid of the coming plague, and the atmosphere of panic began to be in the crowd spread.

"In this case, if you can dedicate him to me, then I can give you another chance." Wang Yuan said slowly through the mouth of the girl: "The sinner is the one named Jacques Dakmi. man."

"Dedicate him, let my messenger take him, and I may consider forgiving you this time."

"Then choose, plague or sacrifice, this is the last chance I will give you." After finishing the last sentence, the girl closed her mouth, and Wang Yuan looked at the reaction of the villagers.

"Do we still have a choice?" Comoros stood up and said loudly, "Jacques for his own selfish interests has betrayed the belief of our Cauchy people. He is not only a sinner of our village, but also a sinner of the Cauchy people."

"To protect the village, we have no choice!"

"This kid is growing up too." Wang Yuan looked at Comoros' performance.

Under his guidance, Jacques was completely abandoned by the village, and a large group of people rushed towards Jacques's house. The crowd was excited, and a few rational people had no choice. Under the threat of the plague, most people have gone crazy.

"I'll wait two days before I go to find the help of Divine Grace." Jacque said, holding his wife's hand: "Before that, I want to send you to a safe place, it's too dangerous to stay in the village. already."

"Jacques..." Isabella was about to say something when she heard all kinds of noisy sounds from outside, many of which were shouting, handing over Jacques in exchange for the peace of the village.

"How is that possible?" Jacques' face was serious, he quickly picked up the knight's sword hanging on the wall, facing those who broke into the door, and looked at the boy at the head, Comoros, everything happened after he came back .

"Jacques, you want to seek the help of the heretical Holy See, and you have already angered the great Negri. For the sake of the village not suffering from plague and for the safety of the entire village, please put down your weapons and give up resistance!" Comoros tried his best to let go He said seriously, but the corners of his mouth curled up a little involuntarily.

Comoros, he is already enjoying the feeling of being dominated by Wang Yuan,

Because before, he was just an ordinary teenager who had just entered the hunting team, but now?

Even the captain of the escort team, who the whole village is praising, is very likely to become the village chief in the future, and it is not that he has no resistance in front of him.

Jacques held the sword, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white from the force. Is Negri really that powerful? He decided that it didn't take long before he was caught.

He looked at the surrounding villagers. In the past, these people had praise and envy in their eyes, but now they have more hatred and fear in their eyes.

What made Jacques unable to swing his sword was the eyes of some people, their eyes were prayers.

Please put down the sword in your hand.

Please give up your resistance.

I beg you to be a sacrifice.

Please sacrifice for the village!

Jacques's hand holding the sword gradually weakened. He knew that he couldn't resist, and turned around. Isabella was looking at him with tears, shaking her head slightly, wanting to say something.

He smiled, stopped his wife's words, pointed to her belly, his eyes were full of tenderness, then turned to Comoros and said, "I can give up resistance and let you deal with it, but my wife is Innocent, all sins originate from me, please let her go."

Comoros' expression changed slightly, he glanced at Isabella's big belly, his lips moved and said: "Negri's will is only for you, the sinner, we decided to deal with you in the tree behind the village, please go. ."

"Understood." Jacques looked back at his wife, and followed these people to the big tree at the back of the village. He was bound by his hands and feet and knelt on the ground, but even though he was kneeling, his waist was still very strong. Straight.

Two crows flew over in the distance, pecking at Jacques' body without hesitation. All the villagers knelt down. Jacques did not look at the crows, but at the blond woman who was crying and praying in the distance.

Jacques shed tears, he is not afraid of death, but he has not seen the birth of the child, he has not yet accompany Isabella to death, he must take a step first.

With the flow of blood, Jacques' eyes began to blur, and there seemed to be such a picture in his eyes, Isabella was holding a little blond girl, the girl was so beautiful like her mother.

Wang Yuan floated not far from Jacques. This person really has something to praise. If he is given a chance, maybe he can become a famous hero, but there is never an if in life.

"Dare to stand up in the face of difficulties, it is for bravery, and it is for fearlessness in the face of death." Wang Yuan watched Jacques gradually die because of bloodshed: "I witnessed your death."

A large group of white air and cool air rushed towards Wang Yuan.

"Your bravery and fearlessness, I will accept it!"