But after they entered, they found that the Prophet seemed to be in a bad situation.

The great prophet, who was already withered like firewood, was even thinner at this moment, and cold sweat like soybeans on his forehead were rolling down.

He looked shaky and seemed to fall down at any time.

"Great Prophet!" The elders shouted wildly!

For them, the Great Prophet is the guide of their life path 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 signaled 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, which was the darkness before dawn.

Once the darkness dissipates, his last breath will also stop.

"No, no, no! No!"

"Great Prophet! Don't leave!"

"Great Prophet! Please do not leave us behind!"

The elders looked terrified, their faces pale as snow, and even the patriarch was frightened and his whole body trembled.

That's a great prophet... If the Fire Source Clan had no great prophet, it would be impossible to imagine what would happen...

The great prophet still smiled, with a warm and kind smile. He said, "Don't panic. After I leave, a new little prophet will naturally appear. When she grows up, everything will be on track. Birth, old, sickness, death, new and old, and time cycles are nothing more than this. Why do you have to worry about depression?"

Everyone's eyes were all frozen in the direction pointed by the Great Prophet's fingers, and they were frozen on the small figure on the bed.

That was a little girl who was only five or six years old, with her pink carvings and jade and her jade snow cute...

"Xiaoju?!" The clan leader shouted!

Xiaoju is his granddaughter!

Everyone didn't understand: "Great Prophet! How could Xiaoju be the Little Prophet?"

"She hasn't shown the aura of the little prophet before."

Faced with everyone's doubts, the great prophet smiled faintly: "All this is thanks to Miss Su Luo. Because of her, Xiaoju became the little prophet. After I left, you will regard her as a prophet and you will understand in the future."

Ah? It’s Lord Su Luo again? How magical existence did Lord Su Luo turn Xiaoju into a little prophet?

The great prophet asked them to come in. In addition to explaining Xiaoju’s affairs, he also specifically explained one thing: “After I passed away, I will let Su Luo take my body away, and she knows what to do.”

In the Huoyuan tribe, the body of the Great Prophet is extremely valuable. How could the people from the Huoyuan tribe let Su Luo take away the relics beads belonging to the Great Prophet? That must be buried in peace.

After the Great Prophet arranged the event, he waved his hand to let the tribesmen leave, but finally kept Su Luo.

Even Xiaoju was taken out.

Only Su Luo and the Great Prophet were left in the room.

The great prophet looked at Su Luo with a faint smile: "You have never asked about the specific location of Gongxining, so you are not in a hurry at all?"

Su Luo smiled: "You have your own plans, don't you?"

The great prophet nodded: "That's right, in fact... Once the last bit of magic is condensed, my soul will disappear. Child, your non-urge is the greatest respect for me."

Su Luo tightened his fists.

In fact, Su Luo knew that it was so difficult to locate someone in the vast crowd. Even if Su Luo entered the realm of a little god, he would not be able to do this.
Chapter completed!