Chapter 539: Acacia's Healing Books

"Sivir, my child, you are still back."
While speaking, Azir smiled and motioned that the four of Ye Feng did not need to bow down.
But when the four of Ye Feng stood up, Azir's complexion above the hall changed, and he flashed in front of the four in a flash.
Under the confused gaze of the four, Azir explored the bodies of the four with magical powers, and finally turned his eyes to the smallest Amumu.
Amumu was very frightened by Azir's gaze. He shivered and hid behind Sivir, his small head pressed against Sivir's calf, afraid to look at Azir.
Seeing Amumu was frightened by Azir, Sivir frowned slightly instinctively. She stretched her right hand to her back, the tiger touched Amumu’s little head, and said to Azir: "Azir ancestor, Amumu is a little scared."
Seeing Sivir's disgusting look at him, Azir also frowned. He hesitated, still said: "This kid has a curse, do you know?"
Hearing that, Ye Feng's four people trembled. And originally, there was some blame on Azir for scaring Amumu’s Sivir to put down his grievances, and asked Azir: "Ancestor Azir, we know that the curse on Amumu can kill people who come into contact with it. You can Lift this curse?"
Azir glanced at Amum who was hiding behind Sivir, and said, "I am not a healing mage. Even if I have the power of a god, I can't undo the curse on him, but I can undo the curse on you!"
"We? Ancestor Azir, what do you mean?"
Hearing the astonishing words in Azir, Sivir took a step back subconsciously. Is she really cursed? Before, she thought that because the three of them were wizards, they would be immune to the curse, but she didn't expect them to be caught.
Azir nodded, confirming the conjecture in Sivir's heart and said: "You are actually cursed. If the curse cannot be solved within seven days, you will die. Fortunately, I found out in time."
Hearing Azir's words, Sivir immediately thought of Ye Feng's safety. Without saying anything, she said, "Ancestor Azir, please solve the curse of Ye Feng and Lulu first."
Azir was not eager to respond to Sivir, but pulled Amum into his hands.
Seeing Amu Mu who was arrogantly carrying the bandage on his back, Sivir cried loudly, but Sivir stopped talking. But Ye Feng didn't care if Azir was Sivir's ancestor at this time. He stepped forward and said, "What do you want to do to Amumu?"
Feeling Ye Feng’s hostility, Azir glanced at Ye Feng indifferently, 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 was very plain, and his expression was 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 could hardly imagine her ancestors would say the words to kill a child so easily, and her face turned black.
Although she knew Azir was for their good, she still couldn't accept that Amumu, who had been with him for so long, was killed like this. She stopped Ye Feng who wanted to regain Amumu, and walked forward alone, and said in a deep voice: "Ancestor Azir, you can't kill this child Amumu. If you kill him, I will definitely not recognize you!"
Sivir's words still weighed a bit in Azir's heart, after all, she was his only direct bloodline, and his closest relative for thousands of years.
After hesitating again and again, Azir still made concessions. But he still asked: "Sivir, I am also doing it for your own good. You will die if you continue to stay with this child. 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 their views.
When she saw the trust in Amumu in the eyes of the two, she also became firm again. Taking a deep breath, she replied: "Well, we all like Amumu, and we really want to help him lift the curse, so please don't kill him."
Amumu, who was half-hanged in the air, has been crying since he heard Azir was about to kill him. But when he heard Sivir's words, the little guy was moved to a mess. He wiped his tears and whimpered: "Sister Sivir..."
Seeing that Sivir had decided, Azir sighed and decided to respect his idea of ​​a direct bloodline. He threw Amumu, which he didn’t like much, into Sivir’s arms, and said: "Since you want to keep this unknown little guy, please keep it, but I have to protect you every month. Divinity, so that you can avoid the curse."
As he spoke, Azir's hands were reprinted with complex ancient seals, and traces of brilliant divinity leaked out of his body.
With a touch of quicksand magic aura, Azir injected his divinity into Ye Feng's body. As soon as the divine spirit entered the body, the three of Ye Feng saw a trace of death wafting out of their bodies, exactly the same as they had found in the desert wizard and little girl Mu Mu.
It's just that the dead qi in their bodies is too scarce, and it penetrates and spreads to every part of the body, so they didn't realize that there was dead qi in their bodies.
It was a little scary to think about it, Ye Feng observed Sivir and Lulu who also received Azir's divine blessing. The two did not open their eyes like him, but closed their eyes to receive Azir's divine blessing.
Amum was curled up in Sivir's arms and buried his face on his chest, not daring to turn around to look at Azir who frightened him.
The boring Ye Feng looked at Azir, who was casting spells to dispel the dead, his solemn expression made him a bit boring.
After all the dead energy in the three of them was purified by Azir's divinity, he took the magic power of quicksand released from the outside into his body. He said: "Well, remember to come to me in a month to bless your divinity, and don't let this unknown child contact other people."
"Thank you ancestor Azir!" Sivir sincerely expressed her gratitude to Azir. Although Azir had great ambitions to dominate the Shurima Desert, he, as her ancestor, was still very concerned about her affairs.
Smiling indifferently, Azir's expression once again said: "Actually, the curse on this unknown child is not necessarily inevitable. I have the classics of Icacia's healing spells ten thousand years ago, but... "
Before Sivir could speak, Ye Feng asked first: "Just what?"
"It's just that there has never been a real healing mage in Shurima, so no one has studied this book." As he said, Azir conjured an ancient book out of thin air.
Sivir glanced at Lulu, and then excitedly said to Azir: "Ancestor Azir, Lulu is a healing mage. Can you lend her this book for research?"
Azir naturally knew that Lulu was a healing mage, and he naturally wanted to give it to Lulu. Looking at the excited Sivir, Azir smiled unhurriedly: "Just borrow it, this book is useless to me anyway, just give it to you as a gift."
Hearing Azir said that he would send them off, Sivir stepped forward to receive the classics, and said gratefully: "Thank you, ancestor Azir!"
Azir said indifferently: "Go down, take a good rest as soon as you arrive today. I have arranged for people to wait outside and let them take you there."
Given the order, Sivir did not want to disturb Azir who was troubled by everything. She cast a look at Ye Feng and led the three of them out of the hall.
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