Wrong marriage at night: the princess has yin and yang pupils

Chapter 59

The shaman held the crutch and gently chopped the ground.

The cloth bag above was shaking, and the light inside seemed to be brighter.

"Since the girl has brought such great sincerity, how can the hospitable barbarians refuse?" The shaman pointed his crutch behind me, "Zarei, burn them!"

"Yes!" The bearded man put his right hand on his chest and nodded heavily.

Wait, burned?
"No!" I hurriedly said, "Lord Shaman, although you are all in your own company, you are all brave warriors. Since they are all dead, why don't you let them rest in peace? If the people know that the barbarians can give their soldiers a good death , I must also believe that the barbarians will treat them kindly after the reunification, so that the barbarians can grasp the hearts of the people without any effort!"

Speaking of which, I bowed slightly. "Master Shaman is so smart, he must know the meaning of the phrase 'the people are the foundation of the country'."

After a moment of silence, the shaman laughed lightly. "The girl is young, but she has deep insights! Zha Lei, bury them!"

Watching Zha Lei lead people to dig a hole to bury Dugu Han and others on the spot, I secretly exhaled.

Next, it's up to them.

I believe that Lieutenant General Ling on the periphery has also made preparations.

Only one fatal blow remains.

"Miss, you have made a great contribution, and you can only ask for the reward in front of Khan!"

The shaman waved to me as he spoke, then turned and walked in another direction.

I glanced at the dozens of new graves, and quickly followed.

The shaman's back is a little bent.

But my attention is all on those withered hands on his shoulders.

Six hands, three on each side, rested on his shoulders.

The fingers moved up and down rhythmically.

The cloth bag on the crutch glowed green.

And, more and more dazzling.

He just said that he wants to take me to see the Khan, the emperor of the barbarians?
But this is a battlefield, hundreds of miles away from the barbarians.

How could the barbarian Khan go to the battlefield in person?
If you really want to go, can you reach it on foot?
Thinking of this, I stopped my foot.

Just as he was about to retreat, two skeleton hands broke through the ground.

One on each side, firmly grabbed my ankle.

I exclaimed and kicked hard.

The shaman not far away slowly turned around.

"Did you see it?" The shaman stared at me with pale eyes. "It turns out that you are also a Yin Yang pupil!"

what do you call...

Is he too?
The six weird withered hands on his shoulders were seen by no one except me.

Finished!

This old guy has bad intentions!

I wanted to break free from the two skeleton hands, but I was tightly grasped.

The force was so great that it almost pierced into the flesh.

The shaman walked towards me slowly, holding his cane.

"The yin and yang pupils in this world are extremely rare, especially those with the most yin body like you." The shaman laughed when he said this. "The soul of yin and yang pupils is the most nourishing!"

"What do you want?"

I was in a hurry, and my back was sweating.

"eat you!"

When the shaman said this, he suddenly stepped in front of me.

Tilting his head, he opened his mouth violently.

When a bad smell hit his face, the withered hands behind him opened up.

Two of them reached out and grabbed my shoulders.

Another pair, covering his eyes.

And the rest hooked the two corners of the shaman's mouth.

With a forceful pull, the shaman's mouth was torn open up to the ear.

Then a pale face emerged from his throat in astonishment.

Roaring, he opened his bloody mouth wide.

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(End of this chapter)