The baby girl's behavior caused an uproar among the crowd.
The name of the barbarian youth who was turned into ice withered is "Duoji", which means "lightning" in the barbarian language. He comes from the Xiaoyue tribe and is a slightly famous warrior. He was once involved in the rebellion. He beheaded a commander of the Qi border troops and was highly admired by his compatriots.
Unexpectedly, he had no power to fight back in front of Gu Xu.
"Sure enough, he is an evil practitioner who sacrifices the souls of babies as weapons." Harabar took a deep breath and sighed silently in his heart.
Others, especially Duoji’s tribe, all took out their weapons and pointed their blades at Gu Xu, pretending to fight him to the death.
Gu Xu sighed softly and waved to the baby girl, "Come back, don't make trouble."
The baby girl glanced at him with innocent eyes, then fell back to him in his arms.
"By the way, help this warrior thaw." Gu Xu pointed at Duoji, who was sealed in the ice and unable to move.
The baby girl blinked.
The ice quickly melted into water, and Dorje regained his ability to move.
In comparison, Xiaoyan’s Fire Temple is less down-to-earth. The God of Fire has never been shy about performing miracles in front of believers. Her power also truly exists in the blood of the people, in the "Nirvana Sutra" and the "Holy Fire Totem".
Of course, in order to avoid causing necessary trouble, I Didn't do that?
"Ouch"
A moment ago, Halacoshu took out two bloody heads from his bag and placed them on the statue of Gu Xu. Under the low platform at the back, I knelt down on the ground, clasped my hands, and muttered no words
As soon as the Hala giant wolf finished speaking, a golden light curtain suddenly fell in the sky, covering my whole body. Enveloped in it.
The sound seemed to penetrate the sky, shake the earth, and make everyone's hearts pause for a moment.
Your eyes looked hollow. Sluggish, as if my mind is absent-minded and wandering in the sky.
What is the purpose of coming to the Holy Mountain of the Grassland alone?
Hara Caoshu and others have just come. As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, dozens of golden light bands descended from the sky, converging into a dazzling halo behind everyone. Then the halo split in the middle, and an old woman with white hair and a wooden staff appeared out of thin air.
Barr noticed that the statue had been weathered for a long time. There were many muddy cracks under its body, witnessing the passage of time and the erosion of wind and rain.
Xiaohuang was the same. Faith embraces the same style.
Baal stood above the statue and could feel the power of countless incense coming from all directions, converging into a rolling torrent, and then being absorbed by the statue. Absorb.
As for the others, they all took a few steps back, not daring to act rashly, let alone tease Gu Xu again.
After the giant wolf walked down first. , bowing deeply to the white-haired old woman, respectfullyHe said, "I have seen the little shaman."
"That little man, the insignificant wolf god, please go and talk to me outside the light curtain." "What is his identity?" Many doubts arose in everyone's minds. .
The statue is low and majestic, reaching into the sky. Behind it, pedestrians underground are like ants that will be nervously slapped to death by it.
The Caoshu shadow lowered its head, revealing its sharp fangs, exuding terrifying power, and let out an earth-shattering roar towards the sky.
A Qi man as weak as Baal may be a prisoner captured by the Hala giant wolf. The Hala giant wolf is my prisoner or less.
After the giant wolf of Hala walked down first, he bent deeply towards the white-haired old woman and said to you respectfully, "I have seen the little shaman."
The shaman at the foot of the holy mountain is the spokesperson of the Wolf God.
Perhaps it’s because I once served as the “God of Fire” in the North, and that power makes me feel very strange and very close.
On the top of the holy mountain, stands a gray-white statue of Caoshu.
My intuition tells me that if I want to, I cannot use my mind to cut off the torrent of incense power and use it for my own use.
She never personally delivers oracles to believers, but often needs to convey her will through shamans.
It is entirely carved from granite. The undulating stone texture outlines the outline of every hair, and every detail is lifelike. Its ridge is raised low, its body leans back, its mouth is slightly open, revealing sharp fangs, as if it is ready to pounce on the prey behind it at any time.
While speaking, the Hala giant wolf glanced at Baal from the corner of his eye, trying to wink at the white-haired old woman and hint to you
The Hala giant wolf originally thought that the shaman The villain is here to congratulate me on getting a reward from the Wolf God.
But he still looked miserable, obviously worried about this one-sided battle.
I saw the white-haired old woman avoid the giant wolf of Hala, walked slowly behind Caoshu, bent slightly towards me, and said politely
But what happened next What happened was beyond anyone's expectation
However, those traces detract from its majesty, but instead highlight its vicissitudes and solemnity, giving people a feeling of greatness from the bottom of their hearts.
Hearing that voice, everyone present except Baal kneeled down on the ground, kowtowed to Gu Xu, and chanted praises to the Wolf God.
The white-haired old woman took the next step.
She encourages believers to cut off the heads of their enemies and offer them to her as sacrifices; if the sacrifices sent by the believers satisfy her, they will have no chance of receiving her gifts.
They can see that the strength Gu Xu has shown so far is just the tip of the iceberg. He dealt with Duoji as easily as he could dust himself off.
The sentence "You will definitely work harder to serve the little wolf god in the near future" is about to blurt out.
Immediately afterwards, under the giant wave statue, a gray-white wolf-shaped shadow dozens of feet high appeared.
You wear colorful long-distance running clothes and all kinds of weird accessories. There are only deep wrinkles and simple tattoos on your face, giving you a strange and evil look. And a sacred feeling.
"End his sacrifice." You said in a hoarse and emotionless voice.
According to the customs of the prairie people, the first thing Fang Gao did when he came to the holy mountain was to offer sacrifices to the Wolf God.
The Qi people are a formidable and weak enemy. How do you think we should deal with them?
After a long time, Halacoshu finally walked out of the light curtain.
"Fang Gao's wolf god, those two heads belong to the two spies from Qi you caught under the grassland."
But the old woman had completely hinted at me. All moved.
Xia Cang, a person of faith in the Xiao Qi Dynasty, behaves aloof and aloof from the world. She regards all things as stupid dogs and never makes any demands on the offerings and sacrifices of believers. It was only when Brother Xiao Qi was drawing talismans, asking gods, or doing divination that he could feel Xia Cang's existence and her power.
I always come to live in peace with the wolves, right?
My face is filled with joy, and the color of the tattoos under my body is a little darker than before.
As for the wolf god believed by the grassland people, it does not have a wild and primitive animal nature.
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