Zheng Ming insisted on a criterion, and when he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it anymore, or put it to think about it later, and it wasn't necessary to think clearly about the key to the book, and it was the right thing to figure out this bead at present, so he asked again, "Master, then look at the origin of this bead, it also left a small card in my brain."

The Prophet didn't take the bead, Zheng Ming sensed from his expression that the Prophet seemed to know the bead, and it was no wonder that the Prophet said "yes" and "no" to the bead at the beginning

"I know this bead, although none of the races on the continent have seen that human treasure, but this bead has appeared in this world more than once."

"It actually has a name – cause and effect"

The prophet was a little tired, so he sat directly on the ground, without the mastery demeanor of scaring away the villain, and waved his hand and motioned for Zheng Ming to sit next to him.

"This bead is quite fitting for the name...... Cause and effect, there is cause and effect, chance and non-accident......" Zheng Ming reluctantly sat next to him as the prophet beckoned, muttering to himself.

"I'll show you this, and you'll understand" The prophet thought that Zheng Ming had not yet understood the meaning of the name of the bead, and then the familiar magic wave flooded again, and the holy light condensed in front of Zheng Ming's eyes, and there were fine lines that swirled in the air.

Zheng Ming's eyes widened the moment he saw these lines, these lines made of magic were exactly the same as the lines in his sight, and he began to wonder if the prophet was the previous owner of the beads.

The Prophet seemed to see through his mind and said meaningfully, "I have not been his master, but I have been friends with its previous master."

As soon as the prophet's "friend" voice fell, the beads automatically glowed, as if they had been stimulated by something, making Zheng Ming's whole person a little sluggish.

When will this bead still be able to understand human speech, thinking that it is about to die, it will show a little strength.

The agility of the bead aroused the curiosity of the prophet, and he saw that the prophet wrapped the bead with magic power, and the bead seemed to be an old friend who had met for many years and seemed to be still cheering, and the more Zheng Ming felt tormented.

After playing with it for a while, the prophet seemed to remember that Zheng Ming was still beside him, returned the beads to Zheng Ming, and then went on to say, "His previous master was also a human race, but his name on the continent is not very good."

The bead was thrown back and changed back to a quiet state, Zheng Ming had no choice but to put it back on his neck, and asked suspiciously, "Don't tell me that this bead used to be a treasure of a big devil."

There are too many people and things that have dissipated in the long flow of time, and there are very few people like the old prophet who have stepped on it for a long time, but the long life makes people feel sad, and the prophet seems to recall some past events that he does not want to remember.

The sound of the rope in the forest interrupted the conversation between the master and the apprentice, the prophet looked at the source of the sound vigilantly, and after carefully perceiving it, he glanced at Zheng Ming meaningfully, and then lifted the light under Zheng Ming's gaze, and told him to "wait here early tomorrow" and left.

Zheng Ming probably guessed who it was, at such a late hour, only Shadow Ink would come to find it, in order to confirm his guess, Shadow Ink appeared from the forest and glanced at the direction of the prophet's departure with fear.

"The old prophet is now my master, he should know that I asked you to come, otherwise he wouldn't have left" Zheng Ming responded casually, while getting up from the ground, and continued, "Let's get straight to the point, you heard it just now, his old man told me to wait here early tomorrow"

Yingmo is a person who belongs to the straight character, Zheng Ming's way of speaking not only did not disgust him, but he felt that talking like this was the most labor-saving way, but his way of speaking seemed to be a little more powerful, "directly say your problem"

Zheng Ming felt his eyelids twitch, but he still chose to say directly, "I need some information from the Shadow Clan, you can get it for me, and I'll tell you how I did it."

"What information" is still simple and neat......

"A friend of mine should have joined you ShadowClan by now"

The "name" seems to be becoming more and more concise......

"It's called Youyou, I usually call her You'er" In fact, Zheng Ming still kept an eye on her when he said this.

On the other hand, after getting the clue, Yingmo just said "good" lightly and disappeared in place, looking at the place where Yingmo disappeared, there was still a wisp of black smoke that did not dissipate, and I had to sigh again, it is good to have ability.

The darkness of the night was free of the disturbance of living creatures, which covered the forest with a thin veil of sleep, and the birds and beasts whispered, and a breeze wandered through the forest with the fallen leaves.

"You haven't told me where to sleep tonight, old man!" The sudden scream startled the fluttering leaves, so that they could not catch the wisp of wind, and slowly fell, and finally were covered by weeds.

The wind was very cool tonight, and Zheng Ming had already known that it was now three years later, and You'er had gone to the Shadow Clan...... What happened to my father and mother...... How's the little tilt......

Will there be any remaining lizardmen in the camp to harass the clansmen, and will the clan uncles take advantage of my absence to bully Xiaotian......

"Dad, Mom, I seem to have arrived in a far away place, and I can't go back for the time being" I don't know which world my parents are calling for.

Zheng Ming found a thick branch and leaned his back against the trunk, through which he could clearly see the stars in the sky, as well as the moon similar to his hometown, "This world is not suitable for people like me, it makes me feel very tired"

A low murmur sounded on the branches, and then calmed down, and the starlight spread to the earth, detouring behind Zheng Ming through the sparse leaves, allowing this small figure to reflect the devastated starry sky.

......

The next day, the entire continent received two pieces of news, one was that the Elven Son was alive, and the other was that the Elven Queen of the Eternal Night Clan would marry the Son in a month.

The melon-eating audience hasn't finished eating this melon, and then news came from the Shadow Clan, claiming that the Shadow Clan will no longer take on the task of the Eternal Night Clan from now on, this news simply smashed the bosses of the various clans into dizziness, but the Shadow Clan even dared to take the task of killing the gods, why should it be sold better than the elves who have long been silent.

The bigwigs may have played Zheng Ming's fine tradition, and sat down with the intention of not wanting to think clearly.

A piece of news from the Sea Clan made the bigwigs of the various clans stand up again, and the patriarch of the Sea Clan announced to the outside world that he had officially broken the alliance with the Eternal Night Clan.

This news made the eyes of the various races a little ambiguous, who didn't know that the patriarch of the Sea Clan had always been devoted to Milian of the Eternal Night, and when the black elves parted ways, it was the patriarch who stood up to support Milian, so as not to let the Eternal Night Clan fall into the downstream race.