Huan Huan recognized at a glance that this divine servant was the one who slowly went up the mountain with his back on his back last time.
He didn't know Xu Xu at all at this time, and he regarded her as a distinguished guest of the Prophet.
Especially when he sensed the strong aura in her body, his attitude became more respectful and cautious.
"The Prophet only allows Lord Yutian and Lord Xueling to go up the mountain, and other orcs please wait at the foot of the mountain."
Slowly thinking about the kindness he carried her up the mountain back then, she had no intention of embarrassing him, so she let the orcs of the Yu clan stay where they were and wait.
God attendant leads the way ahead.
Slowly and Xueling followed behind him one by one.
The towering stairs soaring into the sky can't see the end at a glance.
Huan Huan had climbed twice before, and each time she was too tired to walk on the way, but this time, she had to take every step very steadily, until they reached the gate of the temple halfway up the mountain, she still didn't have the slightest breath Tired look.
As expected of a dragon body, her physical strength is much stronger than her previous body.
The god attendant carried the two of them into the temple, and then retreated silently.
There was no one in the hall of the temple. Looking around slowly, he called out, "Prophet, are you there?"
After a while, the Prophet came out through the side door.
The white gauze robe set off his tall and slender figure. On the almost perfect handsome face, his eyes were covered by the gauze, and his long pale golden hair hung down to his waist, shining like the moonlight.
"You guys are here," the Prophet said, as if facing an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, "Sit down wherever you want."
Slowly and Xueling sat down on the futon opposite him.
This futon is very soft, and slowly I couldn't help touching it. The bottom of the futon is animal skin, the top is cotton cloth, and the inside is stuffed with cotton.
Even though his eyes were blindfolded, the Prophet still knew the slow movements. He said: "These cotton cloths and cotton are bought from Rock City. There are many good things in Rock City. Shuangyun is a good beast king. He will Rock City is doing well."
Hearing others praise her husband, she slowly became a little proud: "Shuangyun is really good."
Xueling glanced at her with a half-smile.
The Prophet said, "I know why you have come from afar."
Huan Huan really wanted to ask about Xiao Ba, but considering that Xue Ling was by her side, she could only resist the impulse in her heart, turned her head and said to Xue Ling, "Can you avoid it for a while?"
Xueling didn't answer but instead asked, "Is it something you want to say that I can't listen to?"
He accompanied her all the way to the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts, but at this moment she wanted to drive him away, and she felt very guilty, but she still had to say what should be said: "There are some things I can only tell the prophet."
Xueling chuckled lightly, his eyes were a little cold: "It seems that the relationship between you and the prophet is closer than that between us."
Huan Huan didn't know how to explain, so she could only respond in silence.
Xue Ling felt very upset, got up and left mercilessly.
After he left, Xu Huan asked what he most wanted to know: "Prophet, do you know where Xiao Ba is?"
"In order to save you, it made a deal with me."
Slowly, an ominous premonition arose in her heart, and she couldn't help but said: "I originally thought that the transaction between you was an exchange of bodies, but now it seems that I guessed wrong, what is the transaction between you?" ?”
The Prophet did not answer the question directly, but asked her a question slowly.
"What do you think of this Temple of Beasts?"
Slowly following his gaze and looking around, she said cautiously after a moment of deliberation: "This place is very big and very imposing."
"What do you think will happen if you live here forever?"
Slowly unable to answer.
If she was allowed to live in such a cold place, she would definitely be so lonely that she would go crazy.
The Prophet knelt on the futon, the white gauze robe was spread on the ground, his white fingers with distinct bony joints lightly overlapped, his eyes were hidden behind the gauze, he couldn't see his expression clearly at this time, he sighed softly Tone, the voice lingered in the empty temple.
"This is a cage. I am trapped here and cannot leave for the rest of my life. I can't remember how many years I haven't seen the outside world. Those mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have become a symbol in my memory. I know their exist, but can't remember what they look like."
Slowly opened his mouth, wanting to comfort him a few words, but when the words came to his mouth, he found that the words he said were too superficial.
As a prophet, he must know more than her and experience more than her.
Her consolation had no effect on him.
The Prophet stared straight ahead, his sight seemed to penetrate the veil, passing slowly, and landed on the distant mountains, rivers and lakes.
"I am very envious of Xiaoba. It can follow your footsteps, see the outside world, and your trust and dependence on it. I am quite envious, so I want to exchange identities with it, but unfortunately it refused. .”
Slowly and quietly gave Xiaoba a thumbs up, good rejection!
The prophet said: "It wants to save you, but it is reluctant to leave you, so we each take a step back. Xiaoba and I share all senses and intuition. I can see the outside world through its eyes, and I can see the world through its eyes." Ear, hear every word you say to it, thanks to you, I've had a good time."
Huan Huan revealed surprise: "So this is the content of your transaction."
"It held your life, and I saw the outside world, and we both got what we wanted, and it was a good deal."
Slowly frowning: "But if that's the case, why did Xiao Ba suddenly disappear?"
The Prophet withdrew his gaze and landed on her again: "Xiao Ba should have told you that when you were resurrected in Yu Tian's body, did you need to give something precious?"
He nodded slowly, indicating that he still remembered.
"What you pay is Xiaoba."
Slowly froze, then suddenly got up, and asked excitedly: "Why is it Xiaoba? There are so many things on me, why is it just?!"
"It is the most precious thing in your body. At the moment of your resurrection, it is destined to leave one day," the prophet said calmly, "God is fair. If you get one thing, you must give another thing. You get For the chance of rebirth, I sacrificed Xiaoba."
Slowly and slumped to the ground, his face was pale: "I didn't expect it to be Xiaoba. If I knew it was the price to pay for it, I would rather not have the chance to be resurrected."
"You have been resurrected, Xiaoba must leave, you can no longer go back on your word."
Slowly pleading: "Is there no way to save it? You are a prophet, you must know the way to save it?"
The prophet did not speak.
Slowly knelt down in front of him, and begged with tears in his eyes: "Please find a way, as long as you can save it, no matter what you ask me to do!"
The prophet's voice was very cold: "No matter what you do, it's okay?"