Chapter 498

The prophet said, "Xuanwei is right. At first, I came to you for the purpose of using you as a vessel for the seed of Shenmu. When the sacred tree grows up, you will become a sacrifice and be sacrificed to Shenmu."

Slowly:

At the same time, the expressions of Bai Di and Xue Ling became very ugly.

Xueling tried to open his mouth to meet the prophet several times, but he was stopped by the White Emperor with his eyes.

Since he slowly said that he wanted to make it clear to the prophet, it was time for him to handle the matter, and others had better not interfere at will.

They just have to be quiet and stand by, and they can do it when they need it most slowly.

The prophet's eyes were blindfolded, but the vision could pass through the shawl and fall accurately on the slow face.

He seemed to be looking at the slow changes in his expression.

Slowly, both shocked and disappointed.

She did not expect that she, a living person, would become a seed vessel.

Even in the future, she will be deprived of her life and become a sacrifice to the sacred wood.

The prophet took her chin and raised her face. "Do you hate me now?"

"You gave me so many things just to kill me?" he asked

"If you have to think so, you can."

"What if I refuse to let you do it?"

When he said this, he had a stubborn look in his eyes.

She didn't want to die.

She has a husband and children, and a lot of delicious food that she wants to eat but can't eat. She doesn't want to die when she wants to go but can't go far away!

She wants to live more than anyone else!

The prophet leaned close to her face: "you are too weak. You have no choice in the face of fate."

As he approached, his face became more and more perfect, too good to be moved.

Slowly trying to let her attention not be attracted by his handsome face, she said word by word: "I am a demigod now, I am not weak."

"But this body is not yours. You are just borrowing it. Sooner or later, it will be returned. When you are beaten back to the original form, you will find that you are still so weak. You know that your fate is unfair to you, but you still can't resist and can only bear it silently. "

Slowly clenched his fist, the light in his eyes was extremely firm, as hot as a flame: "so what? Even if I can't resist, I still have my family. They will always stand by my side and live with me

The prophet's eyes passed over the White Emperor and Xueling beside her.

The White Emperor was motionless, as solid and reliable as a knight.

Xueling curled up her lips and laughed wantonly: "if you want to take slowness as a sacrifice, you have to pass through me first. Without my permission, you don't want to move her hair."

The prophet did not know what to think, and suddenly touched his hair slowly.

"I moved her hair. What can you do with me?"

Xueling: "it's just

She didn't expect that the prophet would be so naive.

The White Emperor also followed with a gentle smile.

Xueling gnashed his teeth: "you are cruel!"

The original tense atmosphere, after such a while, suddenly became much easier.

The prophet loosened his chin slowly and sat upright like a pine bamboo: "I asked Xiao Ba to arrange a lot of tasks for you, and those tasks were your test and training. If you can pass the test and become stronger and stronger in the training, I will give up taking you as a sacrifice. But if you can't do anything, you will only have to be a sacrifice. ”

slowly, I was surprised.

Prophet: "you learned alchemy, contracted with plants, and raised the tribe to A-level You've done better than I expected. "

Slowly his eyes lit up: "do you mean I don't have to be a sacrifice?"

The prophet touched her head: "remember what I said to you before? Your destiny is in your own hands. I have prepared two paths for you, but the one who really decides which road you can take is still yourself. "

Nodding slowly and forcefully: "I see."

Looking at her serious and firm appearance, the prophet couldn't help but give birth to a feeling of relief. He suddenly asked, "I heard that you are called Xiaoba dad?"

The slow expression immediately became embarrassed.

The prophet half jokingly said: "I also want to hear you call a father."

Slowly:

Seeing that her face was shocked by thunder, the prophet's mood became more and more happy. He patted her head gently: "go and have a rest."

"Oh."

Slowly, the three of the White Emperor Xueling got up.

After a few steps, he stopped slowly and suddenly, turned his head and looked at the prophet: "I have something else I want to ask you."

"Go ahead."

After hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to ask directly, "does Xuanwei's death have anything to do with you?"Hearing this, Xueling subconsciously turned to look at the White Emperor.

Sure enough, there was a momentary pause in Bai Di's expression.

Although it soon disappeared, it was still captured by the blood plume.

After Xuanwei's death, the White Emperor kept calm and restrained. It seemed that he didn't pay too much attention to his brother's tragic death. But just now, when he asked about Xuanwei's death, a crack appeared in his perfect disguise.

Xueling thought, no matter how calm the White Emperor pretended, he still cared about his brother's death.

Slowly stare at the prophet's face and wait for his answer.

There was no change in the expression on the prophet's face, but slowly he could feel that the joy in his heart was gradually fading away, and his attitude became colder.

His reaction made his heart sink.

She seems to have guessed the answer.

The last answer she wanted to admit.

The prophet said, "I just did what I thought was right."

Slowly frown: "so to say, Xuanwei really was killed by you?"

The prophet did not answer.

But the White Emperor at this time pulled the wrist slowly, he said in a low voice: "forget it."

Even the White Emperor and Xueling could feel that the prophet was in a bad mood.

Slowly, if you continue to ask questions, it is likely to cause the prophet's anger, and then slowly bear the brunt and become the object of the prophet's hatred.

Finally, he was slowly pulled away by the White Emperor.

Xueling took a look at the prophet who was still sitting in the same place, and then he laughed with an unknown meaning, and then walked slowly with the White Emperor.

In the empty hall, only the prophet was left.

He looked straight ahead, his eyes pierced through the shawl and landed in the unknown distance.

No one knows what he's thinking.

The guest room was very large, with a thick fur blanket on the floor. He walked in barefoot slowly and sat down on the blanket: "I don't understand. Since the prophet decided to kill his mouth, why did he let us go all the way to find Xuanwei? Is it just for us to see him killed? What's the point? "

Xueling sat down next to her and leaned against her as if she had no bones. He said casually, "maybe he wants you to see the enemy killed with your own eyes, so that you can have the pleasure of revenge."

"It's impossible. The prophet won't care about my grudges."

The White Emperor came in.

Slowly Mu Lu worried: "do you want to avenge the prophet?"

The White Emperor shook his head.

I don't know if I don't want revenge, or I don't want to answer.

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