Chapter 497

White Emperor and blood Ling said words, let slow heart cool half.

She did not want to believe that the prophet was a bad man, but she had to admit that the words of the White Emperor and Xueling were reasonable.

Emotion and reason in her heart, so that she was at a loss.

She got up and walked forward: "I want to be quiet. Don't ask me who is quiet. I don't know who she is."

Bai Di and Xueling said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not sure."

Slowly now the strength is enough to protect themselves, they two people rest assured that she left alone.

Seeing her far away, Xueling leaned back on the tree trunk and looked up at the stars in the sky: "do you think she will choose to believe us or the prophet?"

Bai Di cleaned up the bones on the ground and said casually, "she has her own idea slowly."

"She's too soft hearted and too trusting."

"Is this not her advantage?" the White Emperor said without raising his head

Xueling laughed: "yes, if she is a cold-blooded and merciless person, we are afraid that we will not be able to let her go like this now."

……

Slowly flying to the top of the mountain, she sat down cross legged and looked at the horizon in the distance.

In my mind, I thought over and over what Bai Di and Xue Ling said.

And the details of how she used to get along with the prophet were also taken out for a long time.

Later, she did not know how, she thought of her past life and this life.

Once she was alone and busy.

Now she has lovers and children and many friends who have helped her.

I think about it for a long time.

By the time she recovered, it was already light.

The huge red sun rises slowly from the horizon, and the morning glow sprinkles on the earth, covering the land with a layer of golden gauze.

Slowly take out that divine wood seed.

In the morning light, it becomes more and more delicate and small.

No one can imagine, is such a small seed, even hidden so much vitality.

Slowly close her fingers, and she holds the seed in her hand.

When Bai Di had just prepared breakfast, he came back slowly.

"I still want to go back to beast City," she said

Xueling raised her eyebrows, half smiling: "you are really stubborn enough silly ah!"

Slowly: "I just want to make things clear to the prophet face to face."

"Are you afraid that he will kill you when he knows the truth and take the opportunity to kill you?"

"If he does it, he will fight. I am not afraid of him."

Xueling half jokingly said: "your courage is really growing."

Slowly raised his chin: "I am not alone, I have you behind me, so I am not afraid of him."

Looking at her confident flying sample, Xueling's heartbeat can't help but speed up.

I'm old and old, but I can't help being teased by such a little fool!

Xueling could not help but stretch out her hand and pinch her cheek, but found that there was no meat on her face, holding hard, not as soft and smooth as before. He had to take back his claws resentfully: "it feels like touching a stone."

A slow hum.

Bai Di was not surprised by her decision.

He smiles: "since you want to go to beast City, we will go with you."

Slowly and happily, she hugged him: "the White Emperor is the best!"

The White Emperor touched the strong back of the female in his arms and sighed: "you'd better hurry to restore the original appearance."

I always feel that what I hold in my arms is not a female, but a male animal. I feel very twisted.

Slowly deliberately patted his back, he said with a smile: "you can treat me as a brother, I don't mind."

The White Emperor and Xueling agreed: "but we mind!"

Slowly:

Bang!

A month later, the three returned to beast city.

The steps on the sacred mountain are still towering into the clouds and can't see the end at a glance.

Slowly walking in the front, the White Emperor and Xueling followed, they stepped on the ladder to climb up step by step.

Finally came to the temple door.

The guard at the door had been ordered in advance. When they saw the three men coming, they immediately turned aside and allowed them to enter the temple.

The hall was still empty and frightfully calm.

A moment later, the prophet came out. The white shawl robe set off his figure more and more slender and cold. His face was still very pale. He had put too much blood last time, and his body should not have recovered completely.

He asked them to sit down slowly.

Slowly sat down on the futon, took out the divine wood seed: "I took it back."

The prophet's eyes were covered by the Shasha. Instead of reaching for the seed, he nodded slightly: "well, you did well."

"What are we going to do next?"

"Don't worry. You've worked so hard for so long. Stay and have a rest for two days. Then I'll tell you what you need to do next."Slowly hesitated: "this seed..."

"The seeds are there for you."

"Oh," slowly gather the seeds, "what about Xiao Ba? How is it? "

"It's still sleeping. I think it should wake up tonight."

Slowly happy: "great!"

"If there's nothing wrong, you can go and have a rest. I've got your rooms cleaned up."

After a little hesitation, he said, "can I ask you something?"

Prophet: "eh?"

"Xuanwei is dead. Do you know that?"

The prophet did not answer.

Slowly, not deterred by his silence, she summoned up the courage to continue: "Xuanwei told us before he died that you gave me the seeds of Shenmu just to take me as a sacrifice. When the seeds of Shenmu and I were completely integrated, you would sacrifice me. Are these all true?"

Bai Di and Xue Ling were both surprised.

They thought it would take some time before they could make up their minds to speak to the prophet face to face.

I didn't expect her to pierce the window paper at this time.

She asked too directly. If she were an ordinary orc, she might have been angry by now.

But the prophet was still very calm.

He even moved the corners of his mouth, showing a slight smile: "do you think this is true?"

If the White Emperor and Xueling were just worried about whether the prophet would turn his face directly, they would immediately put down their hearts when they saw the smile on his face.

Instead of being angry, the prophet seemed quite cheerful.

Indeed, the prophet preferred the direct and frank style of slowness rather than the nine turn ileal trial.

If you have any doubts, ask them face to face, and your heart will be frank.

Slowly shaking his head: "I don't know, so I come to ask you for advice. I hope you can give me a definite answer."

The prophet asked softly, "if I said it was not true, would you believe me?"

"I believe it." There was no hesitation in the reply.

The prophet could tell from her tone that she was really willing to believe him, and did not take part in the fraud at all.

He was more moved by the softness of her face.

"I finally know why Xiao Ba likes you so much."

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