The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 1713: Goddess (for tickets)

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Last night, many people watched Cullen go to the Navan River with the dead Qi.

Someone even went up to check Qier's breath and determined that he was really dead, and his body was cold.

How come? How come you are alive now!

"Cullen, you ... didn't you ... Qier was dead yesterday?"

Cullen looked at You with a grateful face and said loudly, "You listen to me, You are the goddess sent by God to save our Cangda tribe. It is because of her that Qier can die and rise again! "

"What ?! Resurrection?!"

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

Everyone has an incredible expression on their faces, but the kid is standing there nicely.

Mury's face was dark and he stared at Coulomb fiercely, "Coulomb, don't confuse people here. The witch doctor talent is the waiter of God. Where is this woman, the demon girl, which has actually confused your mind. Come, catch me! "

"Wait a minute !!!" Cullen yelled hurriedly, meeting Morrie's fierce eyes, he winced, but remembered something, and soon calmed down.

He raised his voice even more, and almost cried, "And there is one more thing, the goddess told me that the disaster of our tribe is not a punishment or a curse by the gods at all, but a disease, a kind called A plague disease. And this disease can be cured. It can be cured without burning people to worship the gods! "

"Cullen, what do you say? !!!"

"Cullen, do you know what you're talking about?!"

Everyone is rioting around the altar.

For them, this is nothing short of horrifying.

Cullen took a deep breath, bent down, hugged Qier, and raised it high for everyone to see, "If you don't believe it, you can come and see Qier. Qier was still feverish yesterday. No Stop vomiting and even faint with twitching. "

"However, after the treatment of Lord Goddess, he is not burned at all now. He just ate a breakfast just now and did not spit it out at all."

This remark makes everyone more unrest, full of hope and panic.

Several old people who know some medicine approached and looked at them, shaking their hands immediately: "The condition is getting better, but it is really getting better."

"Qier--!" A cry came from a woman, 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. Holding someone in his arms, "Qi, my Qi, you are still alive, great, oh, great!"

Qi'er didn't dislike the dirt on the woman, but rejoiced, "Mother, mother, look at me really well. I don't feel hot or cold, I still eat this morning I got a meat bun, which was given to me by the goddess, but it was delicious. I told you, the goddess is amazing ... "

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

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

The patriarch clenched his hands into fists, walked step by step to the uncle, and trembled, "Is Qier cured?"

I nodded.

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

When the old man was talking, he was so excited that the snot flowing on his lips blew out bubbles, which looked particularly funny.