Is it necessary to untouch the bell?

Pei Ye suddenly sneered in his heart.

"A drop you said is a drop to save everyone, or a drop of blood to save someone?"

After the words came, Jin Shi and Xin came to see each other tacitly.

Although I have not received nine years of compulsory education, as the best orcs, I have no shortage of brains.

These conversations between Luo and Pei Ye are too meaningful. It is known that Pei Ye is the incarnation of the gods. It takes divine blood to relieve the "evil curse" of the silver tree. In other words, the key to saving people lies in Pei Ye. The key to the problem is, one drop of blood saves everyone, or one drop of blood saves one person?

You should know that orcs occasionally have minor problems such as oral fire and bleeding gums, and more than a drop of blood is leaking out.

If it were the former, I believe the God-Emeng would not be stingy.

Can--

If it is the latter—

Xin lowered his eyelids and glanced at the White Flower Tribe captives lying on the ground. The White Flower Tribe had used silver tree products, which means that it would cost five or six hundred drops of blood to save them, but the orcs who had been stained with silver trees on the entire continent were more than five or six hundred?

If it is the latter, Pei Ye's blood will not be enough.

Turning his eyes back to Luo, trying to see expressions such as "cheating" and "joking" on his face.

Luo Dao: "Although divine blood is precious, I try to save millions of orcs with one drop of blood..."

This kind of thinking is too naive, and there is no such good thing in the world.

The golden lion spoke in a deep voice.

"How can an ordinary orc compare with the God's envoy?"

According to the rules of the Orc Continent, the five or six hundred orcs in the Baihuahua Tribe are all captured, and they will die if they die. Do you still want to save the gods?

dream!

Xin also said in a deep voice: "Do they cannot withstand the temptation to eat the silver tree and seek death on their own, and still hope that God will save people?"

It was like standing on Pei Ye's side.

Luo was not surprised by this, nor did he care what the Golden Lion said to the letter.

After all, the person who made the decision in the end was Pei Ye, not the male orcs from these two small tribes.

He added lightly: "The silver tree has existed in the center of the Orc Continent for many years. How many orcs have been touched in these years? How many have died because there is no cure? How many are still alive? The prisoners of the White Flower Tribe, the degree of the onset of the disease can only be considered early, middle and late stages, and you may not have seen it before. In order to relieve the pain, they can do anything."

If the news leaks, it will only take time to become the target of public criticism.

Pei Ye frowned slightly.

Luo: "Is the God's envoy coming to the world at this time not to save the orcs?"

He looks good, has gentle eyebrows and eyes, looks like water, temperament is like spring breeze blowing on the willows, and the spring pond is slightly rippling.

Asked Pei Ye gently and gently, there was no stress, but every word was like a needle, and every sentence was bloody

Killing someone to kill the heart is just like this.

"Can this still happen?"

The golden lion turned his head and asked the second in command.

Xin had a gloomy face and didn't answer.

As natives of the Orc world, they cannot understand the heart-killing words in Luo's passage - because the culture of the Orc world is the prey of the weak, simply put it simply you     can                  can                                                                                �

The weak offer the strong, and the strong protect the weak. If the patients are strong enough, how can they need God’s envoy to “save”? They just tie the people up and bleed. The problem is that they can’t beat them, so they will wait for death. If they are killed, they will get involved in the silver tree, which is nothing to do with God’s envoy.

Jin Shi and Xin don’t understand the tricks, but Pei Ye understands them.

Not only did I understand, but I was also so angry that I laughed.

But no one understood the anger hidden under her smiling eyes.

"Only blood can do it?"

"This is what the ancient books say, saying that this kind of thing called the Silver Tree is born from hatred, and the best antidote to calm the hatred is blood. I think this is quite reasonable." Luo still looked at Pei Ye gently, and he changed his subject again, "But the ancient books cannot be completely believed. According to my years of experience in practicing medicine, curses only make people hurt rather than killing people. Nine out of ten dead patients committed suicide by being unable to withstand the pain of the onset of the disease, and most of the remaining ones are old and old, which is indeed not worthy of God's helping him."

The moonlight tonight was much gloomy and pale than before, and shone on Pei Ye's face with a little weird and insidious silence and forbearing murderous intent.

Golden Lion and Xin took a step back intuition.

Only Luo Li was still there, with a doctor's compassionate smile on his face.

Pei Ye said: "I'm wrong, there should be another way."

Luo humbly asked for advice.

Pei Ye stroked his chin and raised his eyebrows.

"Born from hatred? The curse does not come out of thin air. Killing the source may also help."

Without the source of hatred, there will naturally be no curse.

Luo: "The messenger of God can also try it."

When Pei Ye heard this, his face calmed down again.

"Your Highness the God Envoy, how do you deal with these prisoners? Have you killed them all?" Luo Wen asked Pei Ye for advice.

Pei Ye sneered and asked back: "How do you know I don't plan to save me?"

"Then-need to prepare a sharp knife for you?"

Pei Ye thrust hard.

He asked in a bad tone: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Luo bowed his head: "I dare not."

"You go down and take some pain relief medicine, you're not going to be here."

Pei Ye opened his mouth to drive people away, and Luo Weiwei bowed and left.

Golden Lion: "Why would you drive him out of the tribe?"

He was quite optimistic about Luo before. He was the only witch doctor in his Mumu tribe, and was very respected by the tribe. Orcs from nearby tribes would also come over to seek medical treatment and medicine, and they were very famous. Today, he seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. Even the golden lion, who was not very smart, could still find Luo a bit strange.

Pei Ye waved his hand: "No, keep it."

It is always more reassuring to release enemies on the surface than to shoot arrows in secret.

Squat down and check the traces of evil curse on the prisoner's body.

Nothing was found.

Just as I was about to withdraw my fingers, strange scenes suddenly flashed in my mind—

The earth was covered with black mist, and the vast snow-capped mountains were stained with countless blood. You could see broken walls and ruins from a distance. Countless limbs and broken bodies were thrown into a huge stone pit like garbage. The stone pit was covered with wreckage of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and there were blood from unknown people on it. There were hundreds or thousands of blood clots hanging above the pit that could be called "humans".

【Demon Clan, die!】

【We will fight to the death without retreating!】

【Senior Brother!】

【President!】

【elder brother!】

[If there is no reinforcements, you must defend the enemy!]

[If you take a step back, you will not be able to defend the barrier...I cannot retreat!]

The noisy sounds were strong or weak, far or near, and were penetrated into her eardrums, invading her brain, and disturbing her mind.

When the barrier that should have been solidified collapsed from the inside, countless monsters with hairy horns rushed in. The quiet place in the world that had just passed away suddenly turned into a prison. Those monsters either pulled their limbs or fed them, and had to play around with them until they died.

The picture changed, and the corpse of the stone pit had rotted and turned into countless white bones.

Above the mountain of white bones, a seedling is deeply rooted in one of the skulls, and the new buds rise slightly in the wind.

Pei Ye stared blankly and heard a sigh of absence.

【I have hatred.】

Pei Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

It just met Luo's eyes standing in the distance.

He smiled and bent his eyes, bowed slightly, and his lips opened and closed.

Pei Ye could speak lips, but he didn't know what he was saying.

However, she thought about it with her toes and knew that she was not talking about anyone.

Pei Ye felt a little angry and sneered and also responded with the lip of the Federal Common.

Tsk!

In the past few game copies, we should have tried our best to temper the national scolding, and we won’t be able to express new ideas even if we hold up a few swear words now.

I was still very angry when I thought about it.
To be continued...