"What do you get by giving yourself to the gods? You're only three years older than me, do you see the difference between you and a centenarian?"

Finally, the Khan was enraged by the old man's appearance.

He was almost growling.

"You sacrifice yourself to the gods, what can the gods give you? Believe in the gods, can you not die? Believe in the gods, can the human race grow? What is the use of believing in damned gods? You still want to die, there are still slaves of the human race everywhere! You believe in such a god, you might as well believe in me!"

Khan said as he approached the old man, the blade of the knife in his hand pointed directly at the old man.

"You believe in the gods, and Grandma Yan also believes in the gods, but when did she betray the human race in exchange for the favor of the gods? Could it be that the gods you believe in are different from the gods that Grandma Yan believes in? The gods you believe in are particularly lowly?"

"Ji Yun, you shouldn't blaspheme!" the old man finally opened his eyes, and the moment he opened them, lightning struck, and the knife in Khan's hand shattered.

"The divine envoy calms the anger!" The old slender man suddenly got up, grabbed the khan and knelt down on one knee, and kowtowed to the divine envoy, "The divine envoy understands Ji Yun, he is this temper, and the divine envoy forgives sins!"

"Teacher!" Khan was stunned for a moment, he called the old slender man, there was dissatisfaction, grievance, and confusion in his voice, "Teacher, you shouldn't kneel him, he should kneel you!"

The old slender man ignored Ji Yun, he kowtowed to the divine envoy and said, "The human race is in awe of the gods, and Ji Yun just wants the gods to save the children, not to offend the gods." Pray to God to save this child, save this child. ”

The Khan was noncommittal to the old slender man's round, and suddenly, with his determination, he drew another knife and slammed it into the ground, half of which was gone, and half of it was left to shake on the ground.

"Grandma Yan also believes in the gods, she said that this child can make the human race no longer be a slave of all races, after seeing this child, I believe it," the Khan said, "The human race of the Great Wilderness should not be a slave of anyone, not even the gods!

He glanced at the old slender man, pulled him up, and said, "Teacher, you taught me that people should not care too much about gains and losses, and that they should do something and not do something, I have always remembered it." ”

Then, he raised his head and roared at the sky: "Since my grandma died, I Ji Yun has not knelt down to anyone. ”

He knelt down as he spoke, but his head was still held high.

He was kneeling to the gods, but his head was not under him. His words are still very proud and domineering, he kneels to the gods not because of faith, but because of trade, and he wants to trade with the gods.

"God, I kneel to you today, it's not that I don't want to kneel to you, but for the life of this little cub with a bear, I'm willing to kneel to you damn god, I'll kneel and make a deal with you!"

The oracle closed his eyes again, did not look at him, and said lightly: "A person may not believe in the gods, but he cannot blaspheme them." ”

In his opinion, people should wholeheartedly believe in the gods, and it is wrong to make deals with the gods.

"Hahaha!"

Ji Yun knelt on the ground, smiling wildly with a knife.

"God, I know you're listening, haven't you always wanted the human race to believe in you? Back then, Zhu Wuxing was here, Zhu Wuxing didn't believe in you, and I Ji Yun didn't believe in you, Zhu Wuxing died, Ji Yun is willing to die now, don't bother you to dig out your mind and do it, Ji Yun is willing to exchange his head for a way for this child to live, god, do you agree or not? Do you dare? Are you afraid?"

In Ji Yun is not used to begging others, not even gods, he doesn't believe in gods, he believes in the knife in his hand. He believed that what didn't come from the sword, even if he prayed to the gods, wouldn't come.

And now, his knife can't keep the child alive, and he actually makes a deal with the gods.

Zhu Liyang and Scar Lao Jiu exchanged glances with each other, they didn't believe that the gods high above could hear what Ji Yun said.

"The gods have already agreed, so what are you waiting for?" the oracle said as he stood up, his expression a little complicated.

Zhu Liyang clutched the bone spear in his hand tightly, although he resented Ji Yun for cutting off his father's head, but he still didn't want Ji Yun to die, he wanted to stab the old man to death with a spear.

Because no one knows whether what he said was meant by the gods or by him.

Zhu Liyang thinks it's more about what he meant, because he is Ji Feng, a traitor to the human race, who does not hesitate to betray the human race for the benefit of the gods.

Ji Feng has become a joke of all ethnic groups in the Great Wilderness, of course Zhu Liyang can't believe him.

Scar Lao Jiu can't believe him, he and Zhu Liyang have the same idea.

But the husband threw them a stop look.

Zhu Liyang and Scar Lao Jiu finally resisted their impulse.

Ji Yun laughed, he stood up, he pulled out the knife stuck in the ground, and pointed the tip of the knife at the oracle.

"When I promised you and the gods to cut off Zhu Wuxing's head, I actually wanted to cut off my own head. But after all these years, I don't want to cut off my head again. ”

He looked at the oracle mockingly and said, "Because, the young eagles of the eight tribes of the human race have already flown up, I want to watch them soar above the nine heavens, and when they soar above the nine heavens, they will remember me, but when they soar above the sky for a few days, you only have one way - no way!"

"You don't know anything about the power of the gods, it's all God's will. The oracle still said lightly.

Ji Yun didn't care about the divine envoy, he looked up at the sky, he was holding his hair with one hand, and the other hand was cutting at his neck, and the knife flashed, and the head was separated from the body.

Blood splattered out, staining the skull red, but the body did not fall. The corpse's hands lifted the skull and handed it to the oracle.

He moved quickly, and he didn't drag the mud and water at all.

Xiangfuzi closed his eyes, he didn't want to see all this.

"Khan!"

"Abba!"

"Uncle Yun!"

Fuyao Eighteen Cavalry made a mess and rushed towards him, this result was something that no one expected, and no one wanted to see.

However, they did not rush over.

After all, they are eighteen horsemen, and they are used to seeing life and death.

They knelt on the ground, their heads bowed, they were bidding farewell to the Khan of the Lanma Tribe, who was also the Khan of the Great Wilderness Terran and the protector of the Great Wilderness Terran.

"Brother, I'm so cold," the corpse's head held in both hands made a low voice, "Brother, I'm so cold..... We went home and grandma was waiting for us at home......"

The oracle opened his eyes.

He glanced blankly at the corpse holding the head and the head that was sleeping.

He let out a roar, and his roar was like a wounded hungry wolf.

He took the head handed over by the corpse, tears rained down, his white hair fell from the roots, leaving a bare head, he grew up, the thin body suddenly became stronger, the white clothes supported the strips of cloth, the wrinkles on his face disappeared at once, and now he was not old at all.

He was like a different person now.

"Let's go home, let's go home, brother, let's go home....." The oracle hugged his head tightly, blood, stained his white clothes red, he buried his head, put his face on the cheeks of the head, blood stained his face, stained his face red, stained his eyes red, his tears mixed with blood, he said softly: "Brother, let's go home, let's go home, grandma is waiting for us to go home." ”

A wisp of bright red blood came out of the back of the oracle, like a blooming mandala, bewitching and weird.