Divorce, Mr. Shen

"Yes, I can't die..." Yelusu murmured, "I still want to erect a statue for my brother..."

Ning Qiuli stepped forward to help Yelusu up, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Brother Yelu's clansmen also found this place soon. Shen Weixing briefly told them what had happened, and the leading elder led the crowd to bow down to the entrance of the cave where the groundwater kept gushing out, all with very pious expressions.

For some reason, seeing the scene in front of him, Ning Qiuli suddenly remembered what Zhuzhu said before:

"How can there be any gratitude, it's just selfishness."

Indeed, taking sacrifice as an example, people can reap the rewards of homeland safety by paying simple worship, but what sacrifices and wizards pay is the price of life.

The pain of losing their loved ones is beyond anyone's comprehension.

Once separated, heaven and man will be separated forever, and everything will be in vain.

"Eh?!" Someone in the crowd suddenly yelled, "Look, is there something coming out of the cave?!"

I saw a black branch slowly rising from the fountain-like hole, and then, like a sapling emerging from the ground, it quickly grew up.

"Be careful!" Shen Weixing hurried over and pulled Ning Qiuli and Yelusu back a few steps. As expected, the place where they were was broken by the thick tree trunk in the next second.

Just a few minutes later, a towering black tree appeared in front of everyone with a hideous and distorted posture.

Looking around, there seemed to be something hanging on the forked branches of the big tree.

"It's the wolf and the spider!" Ning Qiuli stared at it for a while, then said, "They're all linked together, and there's more than one pair."

As Ning Qiuli said, there are seven wolves and spiders hanging on the big tree. Each pair is shaped like a spider supporting a wolf's body. This hangs them up.

And the wolf on the top, with a golden body and a huge body, is obviously Yeluxiao's body.

"It's my brother!" Yelusu exclaimed excitedly, "The one below him is the spider!"

"This should be the tree in their memory." Shen Weixing seemed to have thought of something, and said, "I'm afraid... the real sacrifice has just begun."

Sure enough, when the big tree reached the highest point, the golden wolf at the top suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared, and then saw yellow sand flying all over the sky, roaring and rushing from all directions as if attracted by a vortex come over.

Shen Weixing shouted loudly: "Everyone get down!" Then he threw Ning Qiuli on the ground, covering his head with his big hands.

"Wei Xing..." Ning Qiuli narrowed his eyes and hid in Shen Weixing's arms, "What's going on? Is there a sandstorm?"

"I don't know either." Shen Weixing held Ning Qiuli tightly with the other hand, "Hold me tight, don't be blown away."

"I...cough cough!" Ning Qiuli simply buried his whole little head in Shen Weixing's chest, "I can hardly breathe..."

Shen Weixing thought for a while, then took off his shirt, pocketed it and put it over the heads of the two of them, hiding inside like a small tent.

In the dark and narrow space, only Shen Weixing's concerned voice could be heard: "Is it better?"