The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Last night, many people watched Cullen hold the already dead Qier to the Nawen River.

Some people even went to see Qi's breathing, to make sure he was really dead, and even his body was cold.

how come? How can I live again now!

"Cullen, you...you didn't yesterday...Isn't Qie already dead?"

Cullen looked gratefully at the face and said: "You listen to me, you are the goddess sent by God to save our Cangda tribe. It is because of her, so Qier can die and resurrect!"

"What?! Resurrection?!"

"How is this possible?! Can't even do witch doctors?"

Everyone was unbelievable, but the child stood there.

Murray's face was black, and he looked at Coulon: "Cullen, you don't want to confuse people here, witch doctors are the waiters of God, and the woman who came from this woman has confused your mind. Come, Get him to me!"

"Wait a minute!!" Coulomb screamed and greeted Morrie's fierce eyes. He shrank a little, but he remembered something and quickly calmed down.

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

"Cullen, what do you say?!!"

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

Everyone around the altar was rioted.

For them, this is nothing short of a thrilling thunder.

Cullen took a deep breath, bent down, and picked up Qi, and lifted it up for everyone to see. "If you don't believe it, you can come and see Qier. Qier, he was still a high fever yesterday, and kept vomiting. Even twitching and fainting."

"But after the treatment of the goddess and the grown up, he is not burning at all, just had a breakfast, and did not spit it out."

This remark made everyone more riots, and the hearts filled with hope and panic.

A few elderly people who knew the medical skills went up and looked at them. They immediately shivered and said: "The condition has improved, and it has actually improved."

"Qi--!!" A woman’s cry came, and soon a woman with a vomit on her clothes got into the crowd, checking the boy up and down, making sure he was still alive, only crying The man is holding his arms, "Qier, my Qier, you are still alive, great, hey, great!"

Qier did not disregard the dirt on the woman, but she was full of joy: "Mother, mother, you see me really good. I don't feel hot, I don't feel cold, I also ate a meat this morning." The buns, which the goddess and my sister gave me, are delicious. I told you that the goddess and sister can be amazing..."

The words of the little boy are a bit messy, but everyone can see that he is full of energy.

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

The patriarch's hands clenched into fists and walked step by step to the front of the donkey. He trembled: "Is Qi's cure?"

I nodded.

"This... is this really not a punishment for the gods, just a disease? And is it a cure?"

When the old man spoke, because he was too excited, the nose that ran to his lips blew out the bubbles, which was very funny.