"Sivir, my child, you're back."

While speaking, Azir smiled and motioned to Ye Feng and the four of them to kneel and bow again.

However, when Ye Feng and the four of them stood up, Azir's face on the top of the main hall changed, and he flashed in front of the four of them in an instant.

Under the bewildered gaze of the four, Azir reached out his magic power to probe the bodies of the four people, and finally set his eyes on the youngest Amumu.

Amumu was so frightened by Azir's gaze that he shivered and hid behind Sivir, his little head against Sivir's calf, not daring to look at Azir.

Seeing that Amumu was frightened by Azir, Sivir instinctively frowned slightly. She stretched out her right hand behind her back and touched Amumu's little head, and said to Azir: "Ancestor Azir, Amumu is a little afraid of life."

Seeing Sivir's look of disgust at him, Azir also frowned. He hesitated, but said, "This kid has a curse on him, do you know it?"

Hearing this, Ye Feng and the four of them all trembled. And Xiwei, who originally had some blame for Azir and scared Amumu in his heart, put down the mustard and asked Azir: "Ancestor Azir, we know that the curse on Amumu can make people who come into contact with him die, can you lift this curse?"

Azir glanced at Amumu, who was hiding behind Sivir, and said, "I'm not a healing mage, even if I have the strength of a god, I can't unlock the curse on him, but I can undo it on you!"

"We? Azr Ancestor, what do you mean? ”

Hearing Azir's astonishing words, Sivir subconsciously took a step back, she was really cursed? Before, she thought that because the three of them were mages, they would be immune to the curse, but she didn't expect them to be hit too.

Azir nodded, confirming the suspicion in Sivir's heart: "You have all been cursed, if you can't undo the curse within seven days, you will die, fortunately I found it in time."

Hearing Azir say this, the first thing that Sivir thought of was Ye Feng's safety. Without saying a word, she spoke, "Ancestor Azir, please unravel the curse of Ye Feng and Lulu first."

Azir did not rush to respond to Sivir, but pulled Amumu into his hands through the air.

Looking at Amumu Wawa, who was domineeringly carried by Azir with a bandage on his back, he cried, and Sivir wanted to speak and stopped. But Ye Feng didn't care about whether Azir was the ancestor of Xiwei at this time, he stepped forward directly and said, "What do you want to do to Amumu?"

Feeling Ye Feng's hostility, Azir glanced at Ye Feng absently, and then said, "Even if I cure your curse, as long as you continue to contact this child, you will be infected with the curse again, so I plan to kill him."

Azir's tone of voice was very flat, and his expression was also full of indifference, as if the life of a four or five-year-old child in Amumu was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Sivir couldn't imagine that her ancestor would say the word of killing a child so easily, and her face darkened.

Even though she knew that Azir was doing it for their good, she still couldn't accept that Amumu, who had been with her for so long, was killed like this. She stopped Ye Feng, who wanted to recapture Amumu, stepped forward by herself, and said in a deep voice: "Ancestor Azir, you can't kill this kid Amumu, if you kill him, I will definitely not recognize you!"

Sivir's words still carried a bit of weight in Azir's heart, after all, she was his only direct bloodline, his closest relative in thousands of years.

After much hesitation, Azir relented. But he still asked, "Sivir, too, for your own good, if you continue to stay with this child, you will die, are you sure you want to keep him?"

Faced with Azir's question, Sivir didn't know how to answer for a while. For the first time, she looked at Ye Feng and Lulu with some embarrassment, wanting to see what the two of them thought.

When she saw the look of trust in Amumu in the eyes of the two, she also became firm again. Taking a deep breath, she replied, "Well, we both like Amumu very much, and we also want to help him lift the curse, so please don't kill him."

Half-hung in the air, Amumu has been crying ever since he heard that Azir was going to kill him. But when he heard Sivir's words, the little fellow's heart was moved. He wiped his tears and whimpered, "Sister Sivir......"

Seeing that Sivir had made up his mind, Azir sighed, still deciding to respect his idea of a direct bloodline. He threw Amumu, whom he didn't like very much, into Sivir's arms, and said, "Since you want to keep this ominous little fellow, then stay, but I have to protect you with divinity every month, so that you can be protected from the curse."

As he spoke, Azir's hands were reprinted with intricate ancient seals, and a trace of brilliant divinity leaked out of his body.

With a faint aura of quicksand magic, Azir injected the divinity into Ye Feng's three bodies. The moment the divinity entered the body, Ye Feng and the three of them saw that a trace of death qi was floating out of their bodies, exactly the same as what they had found in the desert wizard and the little girl Mu Mu before.

It's just that the death qi in their bodies is too scarce, and it penetrates and disperses everywhere in their bodies, so they don't find that they also have death qi in their bodies.

Thinking about it, Ye Feng observed Sivir and Lulu, who also received the blessing of Azil's divinity. The two did not open their eyes like him, but closed their eyes tightly to receive Azir's divine blessings.

Amumu curled up in Sivir's arms, burying his face in his chest, not daring to turn to look at Azir, who had scared him.

The bored Ye Feng looked at Azir who was casting a spell to dispel the dead qi again, and his solemn expression made him a little bored.

After all the dead qi in the three of them had been purified by Azir's divinity, he withdrew the quicksand magic released from the outside into his body. He said, "Okay, remember to come back to me in a month to bless your divinity, and don't let this ominous child come into contact with anyone else."

"Thank you, Azil Ancestor!" Sivir sincerely expressed her gratitude to Azir. Although Azir had great ambitions to dominate the Shurima Desert, as her ancestor, he was still very concerned about her affairs.

Smiling indifferently, Azir's expression changed again: "Actually, the curse on this ominous child is not necessarily impossible to eliminate, I have the book of Acacia's healing spell from 10,000 years ago, it's just ......"

Without waiting for Sivir to speak, Ye Feng preemptively asked, "Just what?"

"It's just that there has never been a true healing mage in Shurima's region, so no one has studied this tome." As he spoke, Azir conjured an ancient tome out of thin air.

Xavier glanced at Lulu, and then said excitedly to Azir, "Ancestor Azir, Lulu is a healing mage, can you lend her this tome to study?"

Azir naturally knew that Lulu was a healing mage, and he naturally wanted to give it to Lulu when he took it out. Looking at the excited Sivir, Azir smiled unhurriedly: "Just borrow it, this book is useless to me anyway, so I'll give it to you as a gift."

Hearing Azir say that he was going to send them, Sivir stepped forward to take the book and said gratefully, "Thank you, Azr Ancestor!"

Azir didn't care and said, "You guys go down, you just arrived today and have a good rest, I have arranged for someone to wait outside, let them take you there."

Sevir didn't want to disturb the troubled Azir too much. She glanced at Ye Feng and led the three of them out of the main hall.

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