Prophet, another prophet!

When Ye Feng thought of the God Lord who regarded himself as a prophet, he felt a chill in his heart. Δ81    ZhongΔ     The prophet of Wenwang, wouldn't he be someone outside the Great Wilderness, otherwise, why was he so directed at me like that prophet?

Ye Feng now believes that if he faces the ghostly mysterious man, he is almost not an enemy. The prophet said that he could save Wang Zhan was simply a joke. Ye Feng muttered secretly, could this prophet be trying to make fun of himself?

However, seeing the anxiety and expectation in Wang Zhan's eyes, Ye Feng couldn't bear to reject him neatly. After thinking for a while, he said, "Wang Wu, I already know the matter. You go back and have a good rest first. I will go home and develop a plan to save people. I believe that you will see your father in no time."

"So, did you agree?" Wang Wuyi's sad face immediately smiled in surprise.

"A word is said, it is hard to chase after you!" Ye Feng patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Brother, don't worry, I will do it all!"

"Ye Feng, thank you!"

Wang Wu's eyes turned red, and he was a little incoherent in excitement, and almost knelt down. Ye Feng did not disappoint himself. He must have a way to save his father, just like before, every time he encountered danger, he could turn bad luck into good fortune.

Seeing this, Ye Feng sighed. Wang Wu was afraid of being worried about his father's affairs. A hint of softness suddenly appeared on his face. He patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, go back quickly. Time is urgent. I still have to figure out how to save your father."

"Well, I'll go back now." Wang Wu nodded gratefully to Ye Feng, then smiled foolishly at Ye Xiaoxiao, and then limped away.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Feng with some concern. She didn't know what choice Ye Feng would make. Her brother always likes not to play according to common sense. From childhood to adulthood, she almost never guessed what he thought.

"First go find the village chief. The village chief should know the prophet. I will go and explore the bottom of the matter first and then make plans."

Ye Feng looked at Ye Xiaoxiao, a trace of softness suddenly appeared in his eyes. He gently lifted up a scattered black hair on his forehead and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, your body has been damaged. Go back and rest first. There are still a few third-grade spiritual fruits at home. If you eat them, you will get better soon."

"No!" Ye Xiaoxiao refused decisively.

She looked up at Ye Feng, her big eyes were full of stubbornness, and her voice was particularly firm, and she said, "Where are my brother, I will go wherever I go! I can't watch you go to death. If you really plan to do this, bring me with you!"

She was a smart girl. When she saw Ye Feng's expression, she immediately guessed Ye Feng's intentions. She also knew Ye Feng's personality very well, but once she made a choice, she would never look back. Almost no one could make him change his mind, even the village chief could not do it. This was a stubborn person.

If someone could really convince Ye Feng to change his mind, there wouldn't be that Ye Feng would kneel down to everyone in the square one day.

"Xiaoxiao, I know you want to help me, but don't want to see me taking risks alone..." Looking at Ye Xiaoxiao with a stubborn face, Ye Feng laughed silently, his face softened a lot, and his mood seemed to fluctuate, which was moved by Ye Xiaoxiao's persistence.

But in the end, he patted Ye Xiaoxiao's back of his hand and said with a smile, "But if you go, you will only become a burden to your brother. This time the matter is extraordinary. I don't want to be distracted by other things anymore... If you really want to help me, just listen to your brother and stay at home and recuperate. If you are well, it will be the greatest help to me!"

Ye Feng lowered his head, gently supported Ye Xiaoxiao's shoulder with both hands, looked at the stubborn face, and said seriously: "Xiaoxiao, do you understand... I hope you can understand me and support me... This is my way, go against the current and never give up!"

"elder brother……"

Ye Xiaoxiao wanted to say something, but when she saw Ye Feng's serious face, she suddenly moved her heart and remembered that when she ambushed Chen Huan not long ago, she not only did not help much, but became a burden...

Thinking of this, the light of hope in Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes quickly dimmed and her emotions were extremely disappointed. After a while, she gritted her teeth and stuttered: "Brother, I can promise you...but you must promise me a condition."

"Okay, but the premise is what I can do." Ye Feng nodded without hesitation and agreed, "Tell me, what are the conditions?"

Ye Xiaoxiao raised her head, her red little face was full of seriousness, and she said word by word: "Come back alive!"

Ye Feng was stunned and suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart. A warm current passed through his body in an instant. He looked at the girl in front of him and felt very happy. This was his sister, the only sister in his life. The warm current just now was called family affection.

"Of course I will come back alive!" Ye Feng patted her little head with a little angrily, "You little girl are thinking about something random? You can think of nothing big things like the end of the world. It's really..."

Ye Feng could no longer say it because she saw Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red, which made Ye Feng swallow the tough words that he had spoken back immediately. After touching his head a little embarrassedly, he simply turned around and left.

While walking, he said to himself: "This little girl is crazy about things. Really, isn't she so unbelievable? Look at what conditions she has put forward? Ye Fengfu, can I die so easily?"

However, although he said this, a hint of relief appeared on his face. At the same time, a warm current surged in his body, making him feel as if he was in a warm ocean. Ye Feng knew that this was the warmth brought by family affection.

"elder brother……"

Looking at Ye Feng's figure leaving, his increasingly smaller murmur came to his ears. After a moment of stunned silence, Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly smiled, and in an instant, the flowers were fading. It was really a shameful thing for the moon, and people were more beautiful than flowers.

"Brother, you don't know... The martial arts I practice are not just inherited martial arts from the hunting clan. Since I can't practice this martial arts now, I can concentrate on practicing what I remember."

"Brother, I will not become a burden. You wait. Sooner or later, I will become an existence like a nine-day mysterious woman... One day, I will fight side by side with my brother and travel all over the nine-day sky!"

A strange light suddenly flashed in Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes, and the scene of King of Nine Heavens seemed to appear in her mind. She couldn't help but giggle, and then her whole person turned into a light green breeze and flew towards another direction of the village - there was his and his brother's home.

...

"Missar, I want to meet that prophet."

This is the first sentence Ye Feng said after seeing Bai Cangcang’s old village chief.

"You, do you know everything?" The old village chief looked a little unnatural.

"Of course I know."

Speaking of this, Ye Feng looked a little angry. He looked at the village chief and complained: "Grandpa Village Chief, I am now a member of the hunting team, so I don't want the village chief to hide anything from me about the life and death of the villagers."

"Xiao Feng, this matter..."

The village chief snorted for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Feng, it's not that I won't tell you, but this matter is extraordinary. Even if I go there, I don't have any confidence to save Wang Zhan. The other party is probably from the Dark Spirit Clan."

"People from the Dark Spirit Clan..."

Ye Feng frowned immediately. If the Dark Spirit Clan really took action, then things would not be as difficult as it was. They were probably quite tricky, and they could even say that they had no chance of winning. People of this kind of race have always been elusive, with cruel and terrifying methods, and can easily kill people invisibly, which is very terrifying.

"Missar, let me see the prophet first."

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Feng immediately remembered the real purpose of this trip and said quickly.

But after saying that, the village chief did not react any longer. Ye Feng couldn't help but look at the village chief in confusion, but found that the white old man looked a little embarrassed, and he stood there and sighed from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng immediately had a bad premonition.

"That prophet..." The village chief stuttered and couldn't speak.

"Dead..." Ye Feng glared at his eyes. Things wouldn't be so outrageous.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, how can a person like him die so easily?" The village chief waved his hand and said, "I mean, the prophet... has left."

"Let's go..."

Ye Feng's brows became deeper and deeper, and the wrinkles on his forehead surged out of the word "chuan", and his eyes became deeper and deeper. The prophet left a mysterious prophecy and left, and he did not see the real master in the prophecy. What was this person's idea?

Compared to the prophet of the Lord's clone, this guy is like a real prophet, mysterious and no one can see his traces.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's expression moved, and Xun thought of a key point, so he asked: "I want to know what he said. Can I really save Uncle Wang as long as I take action?"

The village chief looked at Ye Feng and saw that he looked serious. After thinking for a moment, he planned not to hide anything from Ye Feng and said, "The prophet said, if you understand the profound meaning of the word "Thunder", you can save Wang Zhan."

"The deep meaning of thunder?" Ye Feng frowned, "What deep meaning can this thunder have? Isn't it just thunder and lightning? What deep meaning can this have? It's really worthy of being a prophet. If you have to pretend to be a god or a ghost, you will be mysterious!"

"Oh... I knew it was like this. Who could save people from the hands of the Dark Spirit Clan? I think that the prophet just didn't want us to be sad and comfort us like this." The old village chief agreed with Ye Feng's point of view. He sighed long, with an indescribable loneliness on his face. He was the village chief, but he could only watch the villagers die. This feeling...

"wrong!"

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing like two bright stars in the night sky...
Chapter completed!