"I'm very sorry about Fu Yue's matter." The Prophet quietly listened to Qi Leren's words and said in a low voice.
People in Qi Le had mixed feelings: "It's even more unbelievable that such a thing happened to someone I'm familiar with."
The Prophet smiled and said something unexpected: "You will get used to it."
The Qi Le people looked at him blankly, and the prophet sitting on the rocking chair repeated gently: "You will always get used to this kind of loss... It has happened, and it is destined to happen again, and that is something that none of us can change .”
"But... but is there no other way?" Qi Le asked unwillingly, with his heart stuck in his heart.
"I really want to say yes, but in fact I don't. I try my best to do some things, and I try to stop some things, but after all, I am not an omniscient and omnipotent god. I protect Twilight Township, but I can't stop what happened here All atrocities." The Prophet sighed softly, with a divine melancholy on his young face.
"... I didn't mean to blame you." Qi Leren said quickly.
"I know, but I should have done better..." the Prophet said softly.
"You've done a good job."
The Prophet smiled and shook his head: "I have made many mistakes, some of which were even fatal."
"for example?"
"Trust the wrong person."
Qi Le's heart skipped a beat, and the name almost blurted out.
The Prophet once mentioned that Su He was his student before. At that time, he was not called by this name.
"you… "
"He should be coming soon," said the Prophet.
"?!"
"There's one thing they'll stop at nothing to take away."
People in Qi Le half understood: "What is it?"
"Have you forgotten? You gave it to me yourself," said the Prophet.
"The scepter of hell?"
The Prophet nodded, his right hand was flattened, did the gorgeous scepter appear in his hand? He stroked the groove on the top of the scepter, and there seemed to be a decoration missing there.
"Without it, the ceremony cannot be started. If they want to become the real devil king, command the entire devil world, and gain the power to challenge the gods, they must get this thing." The prophet said, "The ceremony needs three candidates, and there are already two There were originally three, but the Killing Demon King has been suppressed in the lake of fire, so there is still a lack of one candidate. Once the scepter is regained, the Power Demon King will try his best to train another domain-level Demon King, and then Opening ceremony. No matter who becomes the last demon king, he will accumulate enough power to support the passage between the two worlds to remain open for a long time, and by then, the human world will return to the horrible days dominated by demons."
"Then what shall we do?" Qi Le asked in a panic.
"Don't worry, it's not that easy to take it away." The Prophet smiled slyly, and this expression brought him back to life. "I'll hide it somewhere no one can find it."
... please don't say that, it sounds like a FLAG.
The bitter melon face of the Qi Le people made the prophet find it very interesting: "Do you want to know where it is hidden?"
"No, please, don't tell me, if I am caught and tortured, I will confess immediately." Qi Leren said seriously.
The Prophet laughed loudly, and almost rolled off the recliner, without any image at all.
"Is it so funny?" Qi Leren looked at the prophet with a complicated mood and asked depressedly.
"You... don't say such things, no one knows what choice they will make until the last moment." The prophet said.
People in Qi Le deeply agree.
"So, why are you looking for me today?" Qi Leren finally got to the point.
The Prophet touched his chin, showing a thoughtful look: "Yes, why did I seek you..."
"..."
"let me see."
"..."
"Hey, I'm getting older, and my memory is getting worse."
"..."
"Damn, I really can't remember!"
"Xiaozhi is worthy of being your own, it is really carved out of the same mold." Qi Leren said.
The prophet's expression froze: "No, he was not born to me. To tell you the truth, I'm probably still a virgin."
Qi Leren's expression cracked.
"Then... Xiaozhi is..." Qi Leren asked hesitantly.
"Who knows, it's probably a gift from krypton gold." The prophet said irresponsibly.
Qi Leren was completely speechless.
"Oh, I just remembered, do you still have the gift I gave you?" asked the Prophet.
Qi Leren touched the pendant on his chest, took it off and held it in his hand: "Yes."
The Prophet took it, tapped the metal feather with his fingertips, a faint light condensed on it, and was swallowed by the thickness of the metal.
"Take it with you. Although you already have half the domain, this thing is still very important." The Prophet said.
"What did you put in it? Couldn't it be the hell scepter?" Qi Leren asked nervously.
The Prophet rolled his eyes: "Thinking too much, how could such an important thing be given to you, I just added a BUFF to it."
The people of Qi Le have taken [Heart of the Prophet], and its introduction has become:
——The god-level props made by the noble and great prophet with bare hands can make people feel the thrill of transforming into a birdman. The holder can summon an archangel to descend and possess himself to fight. The above functions have been deprecated, and now it is a nicer decoration, and may have a little magical effect.
Qi Leren almost doubted his own eyes.
"Okay, the matter is over, you can go." The prophet waved his hand and began to chase people away.
"What the hell did you do to this thing?" Qi Leren was about to cry, he ruined a good prop.
"Oh, I forgot. The memory of the elderly is poor. Recently, they have back pain, hair loss, and hemorrhoids. Hiss, people are useless."
Qi Leren gave up, put on the heart of a prophet, turned around and left silently.
When they walked to the door, Qi Leren remembered something again, and asked with some embarrassment: "My wedding with Ning Zhou... are you coming?"
"When?" asked the Prophet.
Qi Leren turned around and said shyly, "I plan to propose to Ning Zhou on his birthday... Uh, actually it should be counted as the night before the founding day, and then the wedding will be held seven days later."
The Prophet smiled: "In a blink of an eye, he was already this big. I still remember the day he was born... It was a special day, really special, even now I haven't forgotten it."
"It was the day when Twilight Township was established." Qi Leren said.
The Prophet nodded slightly, and there was something in his smile that he couldn't understand.
"That day, I was pushed onto a grand stage. At that time, I was really high-spirited, and I thought I was a man of destiny. But more than twenty years have passed, and this dream should wake up."
"..."
"I never doubt the light in human nature, but it is too weak and too ignorant. If there is no one to guide and wipe, those lights will be swallowed by darkness. Leren, you are willing to guide carefully so that he will not get lost Is it?" asked the Prophet.
At first, the people of Qi Le thought that the Prophet mentioned the matter of inheriting the Twilight Land again, but at the end, he realized that he was talking about Ning Zhou.
"I believe he won't get lost. But if there is a one-in-a-million possibility and he gets to that step, then I will stand there forever."
"where?"
The people of Qi Le have already opened the door, facing the icy underground ice palace:
"Beside him."