Hearing this, She-Dan's first thought was that the Gaogang City had escaped.

  Why did they run away? There must be something wrong with the High Priest they relied on. Without the curse of the High Priest, the remaining warriors could not resist the attack of The Black Earth City. They were afraid of being left behind and other enemies' revenge, so they could only run.

  But the Black Earth City is well defended. How can the Gaogang City escape so quietly?

  She-Dan's defensive trust in the Black Earth City is abnormal. If it's not the Black Earth City itself, there's only one possibility. Some of the guards betrayed him and helped the Gaogang City escape from the city, and there must be more than one betrayer.

  "Wei-Ba, you go and have a look."

  Someone in the dark came out and followed the spy's information.

  She-Dan let people pour water on him. He was wondering, Geer can't do that. Is Mo Da-Ren really the same thing as Geer's opponent?

  Yan Mo, no, it's Yuan Zhan.

  Although the arrangement was made beforehand, two of the warriors arrived at 7th rank, and Yuan Zhan had to show up to solve them before he died.

  Yuan Zhan was wounded in the end, but the results were amazing. The Gaogang City did not even survive one man, and in the process it hardly startled the Black Earth City patrol.

  Of course, this result is not only because Yuan Zhan cooperated with Mo, but also because Yan Mo's powders were used. Even the two powerful 7th rank warriors were greatly affected by the powders, so that Yuan Zhan could drag them into the ground and kill them thoroughly and silently.

  "You are not foolish enough to bury people in the ground, are you? The Black Earth City is a legendary artifact, you bury people in its body, and maybe they will soon be found in their temple priest. Yan Mo sat on the ground, looking after Yuan Zhan's wounded arm as he walked.

  "Rest assured, you gave me that bottle, and I’ll know what you mean. Everyone sprinkled that stuff and their skin rotted away." Speaking of this, Yuan Zhan looks a little weird and carefully pushed the bottle that was placed around him. "Does it have the same effect if it sprinkles on the living person?"

  "Yes."

  "You should have made it clear to me…… Ouch!" Yuan Zhan gripped his teeth, and the stinky old man had a heavy hand.

  Da-da looked sideways and Ding Fei patted him on the head to get him to work.

  Just now Chief took The Priest from the ground. Priest Da-Ren took all the goods from The Gaogang City.

  Now they are picking out the more commonly used animal bones, skins and dried meat, eating all they can eat and selling all they can sell, because Priest Da-Ren says he can't pack so much.

  Unfortunately, so many war beasts and riding animals cannot be brought back, Priest Da-Ren will not kill them.

  Yan Mo tied up the bandage and tied the knot. "I've made you take it carefully. If you can get it on again, it's your own problem."

  "When did you do it? What's the smell?” Yuan Zhan complained that the good use of this thing is good, that it smells bad, like the urine of a beast.

  "Oh, this is a gift from Tu Hou. His urine has been put up for a long time, and the smell is also normal."

  Does anyone give their urine as a gift? No, that's not the point. Yuan Zhan's eyebrows stand upright. “You asked me to run back and forth with a pot of urine?"

  "I thought you would ask me why Tu Hou's urine is so powerful." Yan Mo laughed wilfully.

  "His ability?"

  "Yes, it's also the ability of their blood-divine warriors. They usually collect their own urine, which is quite useful for killing powerful beasts and humans. You can see the effect of this long-fermented water that can be used as corpse water." Yan Mo also said proudly, "If I hadn't had a good friendship with Tu Hou, he would not have given me such precious things."

  "What's urine? I even gave you sperm…… Ow! "

  Da-da shivered beside him, and the boss screamed much worse than he did.

  Bing sneered, how strong can the priest be? This bastard must have screamed so loudly on purpose.

  Yan Mo slapped the tied wound a little hard. "Does it hurt? Pain, next time give me a little more care, clearly can desertification, you can also be injured, silly enough!”

  "Sand is also afraid of fire. The fire temperature of the two people is much higher than that of Ding Ning. I almost burned them." Yuan Zhan muttered, stretching out his burned thigh, where Mo had applied ointment.

  "Your arm is not burned." Yan Mo checked him for any other wounds.

  Yuan Zhan picked up all his clothes when he came back to help him heal his wounds.

  "The High Priest's blood may be more poisonous than the Black Water Tribe's Chief's saliva. He wanted to curse us before he died and he explode his body. If it wasn't underground, I'd be the only one who was unlucky." Blood, urine, saliva…… Maybe he should practice his skills of desertifying the enemy from inside more in the future.

  "He cursed you?"

  "I stuffed his mouth with earth, and he didn't finish the curse."

  Compared with Yuan Zhan's relaxation, Yan Mo frowned. Despite this contest, he and Yuan Zhan all retreated, but without the faith points, Yuan Zhan's body was not strong enough, they could not resist the curse of the Gaogang City High Priest.

  In the future, he cannot save people only by faith points, and curse power is insurmountable. Although the Gaogang City High Priest is dead, the Gaogang City still has a temple. There must be more than one priest in the temple. If the Jiu Yuan and the Gaogang City fight in the future, he cannot resist and fight against the curse of the Gaogang City, as long as he is dead for few hours. With a curse of a large epidemic, The Jiu Yuan will undoubtedly lose.

  Where can I learn how to resist the curse?

  "What did he curse?"

  "He didn't finish."

  "Then what did he say?" Yan Mo did not know why he insisted. He always felt that the curse of The High Priest before he died must be terrible. Even if he did not finish it, it would not be completely ineffective. He needed to know the content to be prevented in advance.

  Yuan Zhan's mouth was closed.

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  Yan Mo poked him in the face, "Say! No word can be concealed. No matter how vicious the curse is, I only know how to deal with it when I know it.

  Yuan Zhan thought it was reasonable and said, "I heard the High Priest say that he sacrificed his life and all the slaves connected with his life, cursing me that I would lose my mind in killing, I would kill my tribesmen, wife and children, and finally being betrayed and killed by my beloved, and that my soul could not return to the embrace of Mother God."

  The people who heard the curse looked at them in horror. The Chief was cursed?

  Yan Mo, "…… This is a complete curse."

  "He wanted to curse the others behind him, but he didn't have a chance to say it."

  "You said he blew himself up? You have no chance to kill him?"

  "No, I've killed him. I cut his head with ink, but he exploded." That's why Yuan Zhan refused to say the curse. He killed him, but the man still seemed to have finished his curse.

  "Will I lose my mind?"

  Yan Mo unconsciously held his hand. "No."

  Yuan Zhan laughed, reached out and pinched his old face. "Even if I lose my mind, you can't find another person to sleep with you. But if you are so old, no one will want you."

  Yan Mo slapped him on the head. "Shut up, I'll see if you were hit with the curse."

  Yan Mo took Yuan Zhan's hand and sank into the spiritual world again.

  He asked snowflake if Yuan Zhan was cursed.

  The snowflakes did not respond.

  Yan Mo sneered. He's really confused. Snowflakes are just incarnations of points. He asks how they might react.

  "I want to completely remove the curse on the person I hold."

  Snowflakes rolled and quickly coalesce into a group, but the rolling of the snowflakes does not stop, and there is no snow left in the sky!

  Yan Mo looked at the snowball in the sky, and the snowflakes would condense, indicating that Yuan Zhan was really cursed. And the snowflakes are still rolling, that means…… His remaining 4230 faiths are not enough to break Yuan Zhan's curse!

  How much more do you need?

  No one can answer his question.

  From 900 points of The Black Water Tribe's Chief to 2000 points of Yuan Zhan's rescue at the beginning of the competition, 4230 points are not enough. The curse of Gaogang High Priest is obviously escalating, and the curse of sacrificing his own life before the death can be imagined how powerful it will be.

  Instead of learning how to resist and fight curses, he now needs a lot more faith points.

  But who will tell him how to get the number of faith points?

  Faith, belief beyond the existence of respect and worship, can be called faith.

  Is it only when he becomes someone's worship that he can get the number of faith points?

  Ding Ning, Ding Fei, Da-da and Bing all surrounded Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan.

  When Yan Mo opened his eyes, Ding Fei was the first to ask, "Da-Ren, how's it going? Is Chief cursed? Can it be lifted?

  "I've lifted it."

  "Huh -" including Bing, everyone can't help breathing out.

  Yuan Zhan looked into Yan Mo's eyes and laughed. "Bing, don't leave alone when you go out today. Blow the horn when something happens."

  "Yes."

  "Get busy with your business. Don't be all around here." Yuan Zhan waved away.

  Ding Ning pulled Ding Fei and Da-da away and Bing stepped aside to sharpen the arrow.

  Yuan Zhan held Old-man Yan in his arms, pressed his ear and asked, "How long can I live?"

  Yan Mo pushed him aside and sneered, "You want to die?"

  "You want me to die? I know you've been trying to kill me."

  Yan Mo's heart suddenly burst into a violent mood, "Yuan Zhan!" He is not in the mood to laugh now.

  "Well, maybe you don't want to kill me now." He can see that Yan Mo is really in a bad mood. Yuan Zhan was happy. He pinches the old man's buttocks. He doesn't care much about the way he says, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of death. I just feel a little bad, so don't you refuse me from today on?"

  "Don't fxcking joke about it?" Yan Mo was really annoyed. Five minutes ago, he almost thought he was really omnipotent, but now he was overwhelmed by a taller mountain.

  If he wants to get up, he must first turn over the mountain on his body and make a hole in the bottom of the mountain to escape if he can't turn it over.

  "I'm dying, don't talk about it." Is Yuan Zhan not afraid of death? Of course, he was afraid, just that his fear was different from what Yan Mo thought of fear. He knew from the beginning that it was difficult for them to live forever. Everyone who could live to have children felt that it was a gift from God.

  Frankly speaking, without Yan Mo, he might have died early in the Yuan Ji Tribe's hunting trip or in an external battle.

  "And it's you who killed me in the end. Of course, how many times should I kill you while I'm still alive, otherwise shouldn’t I be thankful?" Yuan Zhan laughed, reached out and put the man on the perfect thigh, and deliberately pointed to the next position.

  Yan Mo felt something sitting under his buttock, turned his eyes, grabbed it with his back hand, and coolly said, "You want to force me to kill you now?"

  "Lightly, you made my thing so swollen the last time." Yuan Zhan's breathing became heavier and his hands slipped into Yan Mo's clothes.

  "Yuan Zhan!" Yan Mo pinches harder. The animal absolutely bears much more than ordinary people. It can turn into stone when necessary. There is no need to worry about really hurting him.

  "It's getting late. Let's go to bed!" Someone was so provoked that he couldn't help holding his own Priest Da-Ren.

  "Are you beginning to lose your mind now?" Yan Mo roars, what on earth is he worried about the animal on the sperm's brain? Actually, he doesn't need the High Priest's curse. Sooner or later, he'll kill the bastard.

  Wei-Ba returned from the stone house where the Gaogang City lived and reported his discoveries to She-Dan.

  "There's blood on the ground?"

  "Yes."

  "There are also signs of fighting in the house?"

  "Yes."

  "The war beasts and the riding beasts?"

  "Yes."

  "What about their goods?"

  "None."

  That's an odd situation. If the Gaogang City escaped, he could understand that they abandoned their riding beasts in order to cover up their tracks, but since even their riding had been abandoned, why should they take the goods with them? How can we carry so many goods without mounts? Or do they have the same swallowing power as the witch from Jiu Yuan?

  She-Dan sneered. He can now confirm that Mo Da-Ren is no ordinary tribal witch, but also that the blackbird fragrance had no effect on him. The old man is much better than the priest who goes out of the lower city temple, let alone he is still under managed to break out under the curse of the Gaogang City High Priest.

  As for whether the other party is related to the Snake People? He still has doubts.

  She-Dan knows a lot more than the average person, and naturally knows that there are more than one tribe of the snake people in the world who have the ability to swallow large quantities of food and vomit it completely. Legend has it that Wucheng-City of Witches, one of the most powerful masters of bone objects, can use some special bones to make bone object that can store things. Others have similar abilities.

  "Have you asked the city keeper tonight? Has anybody come out of town?

  "Yes, they all said that none of them went out of town tonight."

  She-Dan clasped his hands and tapped his fingers on the back of his hands. After a while, She-Dan stood up and said, "I'm going back to the temple. Wei-Ba, you should keep an eye on those The Jiu Yuan people, especially pay attention to their great witch, no matter what he has done, tell me.” He had some doubts. He had to go back to the temple to know the answer.

  "Yes."

  The next day, the disappearance of the Gaogang City people spread quickly in Hundred-Battalions Camp.

  "Hello! Open the door!" The rough voice shouted outside the door.

  "Whoa!" The door was shaking.

  Ding Fei ran to open the door and was about to swear.

  The outsider had already shouted, "Why do you not open the door till now? Are you still asleep? Lazy enough that all the beasts who got up early already dragged their feet to eat.”

  "Hey, stop, you can't come in!" Ding Fei wants to stop the man.

  But the man pushed Ding Fei aside and walked into the door as he shouted.

  Ding Fei channeled fire on a stick and Da-da grabbed the stone axe and rushed to the door.

  "Let him in." Yan Mo pushed aside some animal that was crushing him and sat up from his bed. Coming to this world for such a long time, he has a thick skin. If the one knocking was a good friend in his past life, he would not let the other party see how he wakes up, let alone receive guests in his bedroom.

  The cold wind poured into the room and Ding Fei quickly closed the door.

  Yuan Zhan turned over, got up very uncomfortably, wrapped the quilt around Yan Mo, and then he shook the bird back against the wall with a golden knife.

  Yan Mo stared at him, a little shame, are you okay?

  Yuan Zhan then grabbed the skins thrown next to him and tied them casually around his waist, but his sitting posture made him wear them almost as bad.

  Someone laughed loudly, "So you're still sleeping, oh, you're injured?"

  "You can walk now? You are very fast." Yan Mo grabbed the clothes from Ding Ning and put them on one by one. The clothes were dried by the fire and warm.

  He An, who came in behind The Black Water Tribe's Chief, smiled embarrassingly at Ding Fei.

  Ding Fei grinned at him.

  The Black Water Tribe's Chief went to the fire pond, where there were puffs, not far from the beds of Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan.

  The Black Water Tribe's Chief suddenly sniffed his nose, showing a grim smile on his face. "You brought a slave girl? No wonder you got up this late."

  Yan Mo's old face didn't blush. "You're here to worry about when we get up? Have you eaten yet?"

  "Do you have anything to eat? Come on! I'm starving!" The Black Water Tribe's Chief had a shameless face and shouted more when he heard here was something to eat.

  The Jiu Yuan team, who robbed the GaogangCity of all its goods, is now very rich. Even if Ding Fei was angry and they came to disturb the priest and chief, he still brought a lot of food.

  Yan Mo came over to eat after washing.

  Yuan Zhan, a lazy man, refused to move because of his injury and asked Yan Mo to wash his face.

  Yan Mo hit a wet cool cloth directly on his face.

  The Black Water Tribe's Chief looked at the two men and smiled, but his eyes were full of admiration. He also wants to have a great witch who he can play with and depend on, even if he can't sleep with the witch its good if he can find someone who can listen to his complaints.

  After eating and drinking, Yan Mo sat cross-kneed on the mat and said, "Come on, Chief Da-Ren, what's the matter with you coming to see us?" ——