Chapter Ninety-Five: The Son of Prophecy

Fell asleep in a deep and tranquil manner......

In the dream, the breeze is blowing the branches that have just sprouted, the budding grass is spreading in the fields, the father has just set up the barbecue grill in the distance, and the mother is preparing the delicious food that is about to be roasted to the outside and tender inside......

But in the next moment, it all changed dramatically!

A sudden gust of wind from an unknown direction swept over the barbecue, blowing down my father, my mother, and even the branches that had just sprouted......

The wind is raging, the sand is flying, and the scene of the end times is apocalyptic! Parents wailed in the wild wind, they shouted, let the uproar run!

But how could the uproar escape? The orange-red phoenix suddenly burst out of its body, and it galloped, trying to pull the uproaring parents out of the storm! But to no avail, it's too late! My parents were gradually reduced to dust in that ferocious storm......

At this moment, he forgot to shout, because he could no longer shout! Pain, grief, despair......

The storm gradually condensed, and he saw it, and he saw a figure as black as ink slowly coming out of the storm!

Under the hood, a pair of red eyes shone with blood, and the wide robe covered every inch of his skin......

I don't know when there have been many strange people dressed in fancy clothes around me! They were all white-skinned and their eyes were red! Judging by their clothing and physical appearance, they must be a blood clan, and they are the blood clan of the blood feast.

Among them, a medium-sized, yellow-haired Bloodclan trembled slowly towards the tall black figure, who bowed down to him and sang for him! It's like begging God for mercy......

The black shadow stretched out his illusory palm and gently pressed it against the forehead of the blood clan, as if to affirm his merits.

A file-like cold laugh overflowed from the mouth of the black shadow, shaking everyone present, although the sound was not loud, but it made them fearful!

"Child of Prophecy?" The dark shadow spoke, and he pointed at the uproar, and his hoarse voice spat out an obscure word.

"What's your name?" The hoarse voice came again.

"My name is Shen Xuanran!" At this moment, there was no fear in the heart of the uproar, there was only a high-spirited fighting spirit!

"Shen Xuanran ......" the black shadow repeated silently, as if he wanted to remember the name.

"Are you Cain?" Yu Ran had already guessed his identity.

"Hehehe......" The dark shadow did not answer, and his hoarse voice supported the excited laughter, which made people sound an indescribable sense of contradiction.

"I didn't expect you to know my name!" It turned out that the dark shadow was so excited because he had said his name uproar.

"Kill him for me!" The shadow's fingers lightly touched the forehead of the yellow-haired Bloodclan kneeling in front of him.

The blood was a gift, as if Cain had given him not a command, but a reward! He nodded, then turned to the uproar.

Uproar instinctively wanted to fight back, but found that an invisible force suppressed him in place, making him unable to move! He could only watch as the claws that glowed with cold light got closer and closer to him......

Yu Ran didn't doubt the strength of that blood clan at all, he would definitely be crushed by a single blow! Once the brain dies, his soul will also dissipate with it, and at that time, he will really die!

At this critical moment, he suddenly felt a shock in his body, and he suddenly appeared in a plane, the same one he had taken when he had returned from Beijing last time, and the kind and strange old foreign man was still sitting beside him.

"Do you know who your enemy is?" The old man didn't have any superfluous words.

"What is a child of prophecy?" Yu Ran also asked the old man a question.

"You are the child of prophecy! You will naturally understand later, and now that I say it, you will not understand either! The old man gently stirred the coffee in his cup with the spoon in his hand.

And this ordinary coffee cup, coffee, and spoon have a special meaning in the eyes of the uproar.

"The last time I met you, you didn't drink coffee! Where the hell is this? The uproar's tone was a little cold.

"This is your consciousness, it's all just a dream, the dream I implanted in your consciousness the last time we met!"

The coffee was almost stirred, and the old man gently placed the spoon on the cup holder, and then handed the cup of coffee to Xuan Ran. But the uproar found that there was still a cup of coffee in front of the old man, and the cup he handed himself was actually separated from that cup!

"It's a dream I made, so I'm in charge of it all! Try it, this coffee is very good! The old man said leisurely.

Uproar took the coffee and took a sip.

"I'm glad you're growing faster than I thought you would!" The old man's language and smile were as if he were talking to his own grandchildren.

"Who the hell are you? I don't like beating around the bush! If you run out of patience, I wouldn't mind digging you out! He was annoyed by the old man, who was always pretending to be mysterious.

"You're no match for me right now, far from it! Don't count on your friends either, they're too weak too! The old man faintly announced the truth to the uproar.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "Master of Dreams, turn me into a cigarette!" ”

With a wave of his hand, the old man conjured up a cigarette from his finger, and it was still lit! He handed the cigarette to Xuan and said, "After waking up from the dream, let your future Beast Emperor friend report the meeting between the two of you to the family, and his family will have a decision!" ”

"That's what you're giving me this dream for?" Breathing out a cigarette, he really didn't expect that this old man would pay attention to Anan and the family behind him.

"Hmmm! You need their help, not on your own! Even if I show up to help you, it must be a drop in the bucket! After all, the power of one person and two people is limited, and only by uniting more people with the same purpose can we achieve our common goal. The old man's tone became serious.

"Our common purpose? What is your purpose? ”

"My purpose is the same as yours, and you can understand that your choice is my choice! That's all there is to it! I am optimistic about you, uproar, and I believe that you will not let me down. After speaking, the old man waved his hand, and the body of the plane shook suddenly, and then there was a violent explosion!

…………

After the plane crashed and the people died, Yu Ran opened his eyes tiredly, looked at his familiar bedroom, and smiled bitterly. He felt as if he had been calculated, and had invisibly become someone else's pawn.

It's a really bad feeling!