Bai You started praying for rain according to Bai Min's request.
Meng Liao didn't stop him at first, but after learning that there was only one way to pray for rain, Meng Liao's first reaction was to stop him. It turned out that he wanted to use Bai You's blood to sacrifice to the sky, and there was so much blood, which was harmful to the human body.
The damage will be great.
"Uncle, it's okay. They helped us find the person. This is what we should do. Aren't you a miracle doctor? It's okay. You can cure me." Bai You felt that he had to keep his word. Since the Wuna tribe helped them find the person,
If she becomes the master, then she must fulfill her promise, otherwise she will be sorry to the rest of the Wuna tribe.
"Liao'er, nothing will happen. The special medicine in our clan can help the saint return her blood quickly, as long as the saint remains a virgin." Bai Min explained.
Meng Liao did not object to her title this time, but looked at Bai You with a worried expression, looking at Bai You lying on the altar with both wrists cut.
Blood slowly flowed from both wrists, and her face quickly turned pale.
However, she still had to stay awake and recite the incantation, and at the same time activate the internal force in her body. A sacrifice to the heaven would do great harm to the saint, but for the Wuna tribe, the saint was the supreme glory, given by God to mortals.
Special gift.
Meng Liao's heart ached for a while, and only then did he truly understand how much he cared about Bai You and how much he felt sorry for Bai You.
He who said he didn't care before was just deceiving himself. Seeing her suffering, he would rather replace her, but he knew very well that he couldn't replace her, and he felt more and more heartbroken.
Especially Bai You smiled at him, her smile was like a lily in the wind, obviously shaky, but still fresh and beautiful.
The sudden thunder in the sky startled everyone, and then ecstasy appeared on their faces.
"Is it going to rain? Is it going to rain? Is it really going to rain?"
"It's going to rain! It's going to rain!"
Many people started cheering and were waiting for rain in the sky. They had not seen rain for a long time, and many crops were burned to death.
"Saint, the most beautiful saint of the Wuna tribe, you are a gift from God, the most beautiful gift in the world. Thank you, saint, thank God!" A man knelt down and bowed to Bai You on the altar.
When big drops of rain fall, people cheer, jump for joy, run in the rain, and find dew after a long drought. For them, this is the greatest happiness.
Meng Liao picked up Bai You and asked softly: "Are you okay?"
Bai You leaned into his arms and nodded, "It's good, uncle, it turns out I'm so useful."
"Well, I found a treasure. If it doesn't rain in the future, I will ask you to pray for rain." Meng Liao stopped the bleeding and bandaged her wound, and at the same time fed her the Wuna tribe's unique blood-restoring pills.
"Aren't you reluctant for me to ask for rain?" Bai You complained weakly.
"Well, I can't bear it, I can't bear it."
Bai You fell asleep in Meng Liao's arms. The blood she lost was equivalent to three blood donations from an adult. Such a loss was definitely too much to bear. Although the blood pill was said to be magical, Meng Liao still felt uneasy.
, checking Bai You's pulse from time to time, just in case something happens to her suddenly.
After almost two hours, Bai You's condition finally stabilized, which made Meng Liao breathe a sigh of relief.
When Meng Liao wanted to fall asleep, Bai Min appeared in the house. Meng Liao was immediately alert when he saw Bai You, but the first words Bai Min said made him relax his vigilance.
"I'll take you away." This was the last thing she could do to Meng Liao.