"Is it okay on the tribe?" Cheng Mo asked with the opportunity.

"The outside is temporarily solved. If I come back a little later, the tribe will be invaded by slimes." Yan Luo replied quickly.

Next she waved her hand again, and something was thrown at Sharapova.

jingle!

The coreless bell hits Sharapova, making a crisp sound.

However, the round bell obviously could not stop immediately. It rolled down along the edge of the altar and rolled forward.

**Shava was completely stunned. The moment the bell hit the ground, she suddenly stretched out her hand anxiously.

The bell rolled all the way, and she finally couldn't help but fall off the altar suddenly. Then she didn't care about getting up and moved forward to pick up the bell.

This time she took the initiative to leave the altar and the energy connection was temporarily terminated.

"First snow!"

There was no need for Yan Luo to remind him that Chuxue had jumped out and, like before, the Yinxue Blade was inserted into the altar hard!

The screaming sounds reappeared, and the harmful substances in the altar were absorbed and absorbed without any mercy.

Just as the altar was destroyed, the newly cast green axe of Sharaba was also shattered. Chuxue and Yanluo both changed their faces slightly, and they all looked at her speechlessly.

**Shava's attention was not on the altar and the axe at all, but instead picked up the bell with her trembling hands and placed it in front of her eyes and looked carefully.

This is a bell that belongs to her and her grandmother.

"Sometimes obsession can also become redemption, but... I'm afraid it's still too late." Yan Luo said softly.

As the first snow absorbed the energy in the altar, Sharaba's eyes gradually returned to the clear light, but her body did not return to its original state.

"The people in the tribe already know what your grandma has done. I have taught them a lesson with practical actions." Yan Luo said: "Now there are many people who are repenting."

"Your grandma knows so much knowledge that people don't understand here must come from other places, right? She must have some concerns when she stays in this tribe. She works so hard that she must hope that the tribe will become better. Am I right?"

** Sharaba, who was lying on the ground, was still staring at the bell blankly, but the conversation with her grandmother when she was a child began to replay in her mind:

"Grandma, where have you been? Why have you never seen him?"

"Your grandpa, you are a great hero, the leader of the tribe before. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have lived until now..." Grandma had a smile of recollection on her face.

"He entrusted this tribe to me, so I must help him guard the place, although I can't do much..."

"Grandma, what is this bell? It's so strange that it doesn't have a core."

"This is made by your grandfather, and the only pair of bells in the world. This is a priceless treasure. Grandma will give you one, remember to keep it."

"In the future, you have to help grandma protect the tribe together, just like grandpa..."

I still remember that when those people in quarantine died suddenly, my grandmother probably had a premonition of the ending, and she once said to herself solemnly:

"No matter what happens afterwards, don't avenge me. You can't forgive me, but you can't harm others. You will eventually be the one who will be hurt like that."

Ah, why do you remember now...

Tears flowed down Sharaba's cheeks and dripped onto the bell.

She murmured, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

It turns out that I almost destroyed the things guarded by my grandmother and grandpa...

Even though those people are ignorant, grandma has never given up on them. She is trying to change them.

In fact, they have changed a lot, otherwise so many people wouldn't have taken the initiative to help before, and now these people will not know how to feel guilty...

And even if I hate them, even if I can’t accept them, I can’t try to kill them all. This is something grandma doesn’t want to see!

"I'm sorry, I was wrong... I shouldn't have had bad thoughts..." **Shava looked up at Cheng Mo and the others with tears in her eyes, and apologized gently.

"It's already great if you can wake up, and your grandma will be relieved." Yan Luo squatted down and looked at her and said softly.

"It's a pity... it's a pity that I can't be your companion." **Shava struggled to look at Chuxue, "Have you found my grandma?"

"Well..." Chuxue's voice was a little heavy, and she couldn't bear to show her the shattered corpse of the witch.

At this moment, a bell sounded next door.

Cheng Mo and the others were stunned, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

Chuxue flashed back to the next door, leaving no one.

The witch's body was still lying there quietly, only the bell on the staff was swaying gently.

Let’s not talk about how it shakes, how can a bell without a core make a sound?

But Sharaba on the other side suddenly raised her head in surprise. One of her hands tightly held the bell and the other hand reached into the void.

"Grandma...I knew you didn't leave me... It's great..."

Then her hands drooped and her body gradually disappeared.

She is dead.

Soon, only bells were left on the ground.

Yan Luo sighed lightly, picked up the bell and came to the next door, and gently placed it next to the bell on the staff.

Two identical bells finally got together, both silently.

Chuxue noticed that the witch's eyes, which had been opened wide, had closed at some point.

Suddenly, the entire underground palace began to shake and dust fell.

"If you lose the altar, it may collapse here." Chuxue said: "Let's go."

She took Cheng Mo and Yan Luo, and rushed out with a ruthless storm, and rushed out as quickly as possible.

Cheng Mo looked back and seemed to see an old lady and a girl watching them smile.

The three of them rushed out of the wellhead shortly after a long time, overlooking the underground palace in the air.

The entire underground palace and the ground were shaking wildly. The building of the underground palace began to sink slowly, and the same was true for the well. Yellow sand was poured into the wellhead. I don’t know if it could fill it this time.

The three of them watched silently until the underground palace and the well disappeared completely in the yellow sand.

"It's good that way, no one will disturb her and grandma again." Yan Luo said softly.

Cheng Mo was a little puzzled: "Why did Sharapova die? Can you not heal her injuries?"

"It's not a problem with her body." The answer was Chu Xue, who said: "It's a superpowered family. The superpowered family is equivalent to a person's heart. If it is destroyed, then this person will be a god and cannot be saved."

"But under normal circumstances, the superpowered family tools will not be easily destroyed unless the use of superpowers far exceeds the limit of the body, or the family tools like her are corroded and damaged."

"I see."

The three of them fell into silence again. This was the first time Cheng Mo learned that the supernatural family tool was so important.

Next, the three people returned to the tribe silently to comfort the frightened people. Yan Luo had to provide follow-up treatment for the patients. Chu Xue decided to arrange a few people from one-half of the world to come and help and teach them to use herbs.

The witch's efforts cannot be wasted.

Many people have already issued sincere confessions, and some have changed the homes of the witch and Sharava into a memorial place, but this is all a story.
Chapter completed!