But after they went in, they discovered that the situation of the Great Prophet seemed to be very bad.
The Great Prophet, who was already withered as firewood, was now even thinner, and cold sweat like soybeans rolled down his forehead.
He looked shaky and seemed ready to fall at any moment.
"Great Prophet!" The elders shouted wildly!
For them, the Great Prophet is the guide on the road of their life and the pillar of their soul! If the Great Prophet falls, they really don't know what to do...
The Great Prophet waved his hand and motioned for the dozen or so people to sit in a row.
"If what you see is less than an hour, I will go." The great prophet looked at the dark night sky outside, it was the darkness before dawn.
Once the darkness dissipated, his last breaths would cease.
"No no no! No!"
"Great Prophet! Don't go!"
"Great Prophet! Please don't leave us!"
The faces of the elders showed horror, their faces were as pale as snow, and even the patriarch was trembling with fright.
That is the Great Prophet... If the Huoyuan Clan did not have the Great Prophet, I really can't imagine what would happen...
The Great Prophet still smiled, his smile was warm and kind, and he said, "Don't panic, after I leave, a new Minor Prophet will naturally appear, and when she grows up, everything will be on track. Beyond that, why should you worry about being depressed?"
Everyone's eyes followed the direction pointed by the Great Prophet's fingers, and they were fixed on the small figure on the bed.
It was a little girl who was no more than five or six years old. She was carved with pink and jade, and the jade snow was cute...
"Little Orange?!" The patriarch shouted!
Xiaoju is his granddaughter!
Everyone was puzzled: "Great Prophet! How can Xiaoju be a Minor Prophet?"
"She didn't show the aura of a little prophet before."
In the face of everyone's doubts, the great prophet smiled lightly: "All this is due to Miss Su Luo. Because of her, Xiaoju became a little prophet. After I pass away, you will regard her as a prophet, and you will understand in the future."
Ah? Is it Lord Su Luo again? What kind of miraculous existence, Lord Su Luo, can turn Xiaoju into a little prophet
The Great Prophet asked them to come in. In addition to explaining about Xiaoju, he also specifically explained one thing: "After I die, the body will be taken away by Su Luo, she knows how to deal with it."
In the Huoyuan clan, the body of the great prophet is extremely valuable, how could the people of the Huoyuan clan let Su Luo take away the relic beads that belonged to the great prophet? It must be safe in the ground.
After the Great Prophet arranged the funeral, he waved his hand to let the clansmen leave, but in the end he kept Su Luo.
Even the little orange was taken out.
Only Su Luo and the Great Prophet were left in the room.
The Great Prophet looked at Su Luo with a slight smile on his face: "You haven't asked Gong Xining's exact location, so you're not in a hurry at all?"
Su Luo smiled: "You have your own plans, don't you?"
The Great Prophet nodded: "Yes, in fact... Once I condense the last bit of magic power, I will dissipate my soul, child, your not urging me is the greatest respect for me."
Su Luo clenched his fists.
In fact, Su Luo knew how difficult it was to locate a person in the vast sea of people. Even if Su Luo entered the realm of a little god, she couldn't do it.
But now, the Great Prophet whose body has been broken to the critical point, the price he paid for finding the position of Gong Xining was his life.