Farming in Space

Chapter 640

Shazhu stepped forward suddenly, pulled Shaman who was already very weak, pulled her face in front of him, stared at her, and said word by word, "Tell me, where is she?"

Shazhu's eyes were full of endless madness, and Shaman could see it with just a single glance.

"You're almost... killing me, what do you want me to say!"

"Crack!" After Shaman finished speaking, Shazhu suddenly let go and threw her to the ground.

"You can talk now!" Sha Zhu's eyes were sharp.

Shaman lowered his head, planning secretly in his heart.

"If you want me to tell you, you can. You must promise me three conditions. As long as you promise me, I can not only tell you where she is? I can also help you get rid of her!"

Sharman threw out what he ultimately wanted.

"Hehe..." Shazhu smiled contemptuously, she squatted down, and slightly raised Shaman's chin with her hand.

"This is the first time I've heard that someone wants to negotiate with me. It seems that you are really not afraid of losing your mind?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, so I'm not fighting for a chance to live now?"

"It's not a bad thing to want to live, but you are too overwhelmed!
Shazhu squeezed Shaman's chin tightly, even trying to distort her.

"Help? I don't need your help at all. What's the use of a broken and weak soul? Tell me, or I'll let you die again right now!"

As Shazhu's words fell, a small half of Shaman's jaw was twisted to the right.

But this time, Sharman didn't cry out for pain, let alone make any struggle.

"Then you do it now, I can guarantee that no one else knows the whereabouts of that person except me, so you just wait, or..." Shaman paused intentionally, "Or, let That person will come to you!"

Shaman's eyes were full of blood-thirsty madness, and she was completely desperate now.

"Crack!" Sharman's jaw was completely twisted.

Seeing Shaman close his eyes, as if letting himself be slaughtered, Shazhu felt inexplicably angry.

She clenched her teeth tightly and narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was weighing something.

After a while, she suddenly let go of Sharman's jaw.

"I have to say, you are really good at negotiating terms!" Sha Zhu got up, "Tell me, what are the terms, I'll listen!"

After hearing Shazhu's words, Shaman breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she was terrified just now. It's not that she is not afraid of death. After all these years in the Netherworld, she is very afraid. There are thousands of kinds.She didn't want to die when she got nothing.

For a long time, Sharman didn't speak.

Shazhu frowned before realizing it, leaned over again, and easily straightened Shaman's twisted jaw.

"Now you can talk!"

Shazhu crossed her arms and looked up at Shaman.

"First, I want you to heal the wounds on my body now, so that my soul will solidify!"

Based on her current situation, Sharman made the first condition.

"It's easy!"

With a wave of Shazhu's hand, a small bottle was thrown to the ground in front of Shaman.

"Drink it, rest for two or three days, and you will recover naturally!" Shazhu thought she would make some shocking request, but she didn't expect it to be this.

Shaman stretched out his hand with difficulty, and held the small bottle tightly in his hand, it was his life-saving thing!

(End of this chapter)