Shuangyun's injury has healed.
But the new commander-in-chief of the Alien Demon Race has also taken over, and Shuangyun missed the best opportunity to make a surprise attack, which made him regretful.
The Shuangyun Jianyi Demon Race has settled down a lot recently, and it seems that there will be no more actions in a short period of time. He thought that it would be meaningless for him to continue to spend here, so why not go back to Rock City first, there is still a big A lot of things are waiting for him to go back and deal with.
And Xueling didn't know what was going on, saying that he was going to chase Yutian, but he never came back after going there.
Shuangyun went to patrol around the camp today as usual, and met an unexpected guest on the way.
Seeing Sang Ye standing not far away, all the beast soldiers present immediately went into a state of full alert, staring at Sang Ye vigilantly.
Shuang Yun didn't seem to notice the tense atmosphere between the two parties, and smiled casually: "Master Sang Ye, why do you have time to come here for a walk today?"
Sang Ye still looked cold and cheerless, with long black hair hanging down to her waist, and deep eyebrows and eyes on her handsome face: "I'm here to find you."
Shuang Yun sneered: "What do you want me for? Revenge?"
Once they were a family like brothers.
But now, Shuang Yun killed Sang Ye's uncle.
Sang Ye, as the commander of the alien demon clan, had blood on his hands from the beast soldiers.
They became bitter enemies.
There was a distance of more than ten meters between the two of them. This seemingly short distance made them very different, just like their current relationship.
Sang Ye said: "I found the slow body."
Hearing Slowly's name, Shuang Yun's expression finally changed slightly.
"where is she?"
Sang Ye said, "I want to have a chat with you alone."
Shuang Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to believe Sang Ye's words.
Jiu Yuan lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, he is our enemy now, and what he says cannot be believed."
"I know it."
Shuang Yun and Sang Ye left everyone's sight and walked into the forest. There was no one around here, only a few birds chirping in the distance, crisp and loud.
Shuangyun stood still, looking back and forth at Sang Ye, and found that his strength had soared, even surpassing his uncle Hanying.
No wonder he broke into the orc camp alone, probably because he relied on his own strength and was not afraid of encountering enemies.
Shuangyun asked: "Where is Slow's body?"
"She's in Stardust's hands."
"Stardust..." Shuangyun chewed the name twice, "Who is he?"
"The father god of the alien demon race."
Shuang Yun frowned: "Is he a god? There are still living gods in this world?"
"I'm not sure whether he is a god or not. I only know that he is very powerful. I am not his opponent now. The possibility of forcibly taking back Slow's body is very low, so I need your help."
"What do you need me to do?"
Sang Ye's eyes fell on him, with the chill unique to cold-blooded animals: "I want to borrow your life."
…
Xueling finally woke up.
He rubbed his forehead, and it took him a while to recover from his daze, and his mind gradually recalled what happened before going to bed—
He and Baidi were called by the prophet, who said that he had something very important to tell them.
Unexpectedly, they just saw the prophet, the prophet took off the gauze and exposed his eyes.
The eyes of a prophet can not only see the future, but also see through people's hearts and confuse people's minds.
Seeing his eyes, Xue Ling and Bai Di fell asleep involuntarily.
Thinking of this, Xueling couldn't help cursing inwardly, damn it, he fell into the prophet's way!
He pushed Baidi who was still sleeping next to him.
Bai Di opened his eyes, looking dazed, obviously he hadn't realized where he was yet.
"We were all plotted against by the Prophet," Xue Ling stood up, "That guy made the two of us fall into a coma. He must be trying to deal with him slowly. We have to go to him to settle the score."
Hearing Huan Huan's name, Bai Di quickly regained his reason from the daze.
He and Xue Ling left the secret room and went to settle accounts with the Prophet.
The temple was very deserted, except for them, there was no one else outside.
When they found the Prophet, they saw that the Prophet was sitting alone at the door, his back reflected against the mountains in the daytime in the distance, making him look more cold and lonely.
Above his head, hung a string of wind chimes made of shells.
The breeze blew by, and the wind chimes rang softly.
The prophet didn't look back, but he already knew that Xueling and Baidi were coming, so he said calmly, "You are awake."
Xue Ling strode over, grabbed the Prophet by the collar, raised his fist and wanted to beat him up.
But when he saw the prophet's blindfolded eyes, he couldn't hit the punch no matter what.
But if he let the prophet just let go, he would feel very unwilling.
Baidi came over and patted Xueling's shoulder: "Calm down."
Xueling let go of the prophet, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have the same knowledge as a disabled person like you!"
"Thank you." The Prophet didn't care at all about being ridiculed as a disabled person. He held the small ball of hand bone in one hand and straightened his ripped collar with the other.
Xue Ling asked: "Why did you put us in a coma? Slow people? What did you do to her?"
Bai Di stared at the prophet, waiting for his answer.
Prophet: "I let her go to the Alien Demon Race."
Baidi asked: "Why did you ask her to go to the Yimozu?"
"Her body is in Xingchen's hands. If she wants to return to her original form, she must go to the Alien Demon Race."
Xue Ling said angrily: "You let her go to find that lunatic Xingchen alone, what if she is in danger?!"
"I'll protect her."
Xue Ling didn't believe it: "You are here, how can you protect her who is thousands of miles away? Can you still teleport?!"
The Prophet did not answer his question directly, but said indifferently: "I have my own plans for this matter, and I will not put her life in danger."
Bai Di frowned and asked, "Why do you make us believe you?"
"With my eyes, I can see the future that you can't see."
Hearing this, Xue Ling's anger calmed down a little: "You mean, Xu Xu's future is safe?"
The Prophet did not speak, and gently stroked the ball of animal bone with his fingertips.
Xueling took his silence as an acquiescence.
"We believe you again, if you dare to lie to me this time, I will tear down your Temple of Beasts!"
After putting down this cruel sentence, Xueling turned around and left.
Baidi asked him where he was going.
Xue Ling said without looking back, "I'll go find Xu Xu too."
Hearing this, Bai Di said goodbye to the Prophet, and then followed quickly.
The Prophet still sat there, watching them go away, like a sculpture, so cold that there was no trace of life.
The shell wind chime was above his head, making a jingling sound.
Bai Di quickly followed Xue Ling, and asked, "How can you trust that the prophet can guarantee Luan Xu's safety?"
Xue Ling said: "The reason why a prophet is called a prophet is because his eyes can see the future. Since he sees that the future of Xu Xu is safe and sound, then Xu Xu must be safe and sound."
Bai Di seemed to realize something: "That's how it is."