The four of them glanced at each other, didn't say anything, and walked directly into the cabin.

The Prophet, who was standing outside the door, looked at the four of them with a strange look, perhaps an illusion, for he always felt that the four of them gave her too unreal feeling.

As a prophet, she can know anything she wants to know, and she only needs to pay the corresponding price, and she is omniscient.

But this price is also something she cannot afford.

The Prophet sighed softly, and then walked behind them into the hut.

There was nothing in the cabin, a bed, a few wooden benches, everything else was empty.

The Prophet smiled and said to them, "A few of you sit down first, you are already tired after such a long journey, I will first have someone bring some food over, and a few of you will temporarily fill your hunger." ”

Zhang Fan looked at her expressionlessly and said: "Let's talk about things first, if there is anything to say as soon as possible, we don't like to stay in other people's nests, this feeling of being stared at is really a little uncomfortable." ”

The Prophet shook his head and said, "I will naturally say what I should say, but a few of them are tired now, so let's eat some first." ”

Skywalker, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, "Something to say, or let us leave." ”

Since entering the land of the Spirit Clan, the four of them have been in a state of mental tension, if they just want to chat casually, there is no need to bring them to this place at all, but the means of bringing them here are still so unfriendly, as long as they are not fools, think about it, the other party will definitely not be good.

Seeing that the four of them were unwilling to accept her kindness, the Prophet shook her head helplessly, she knew that it must be the way the people greeted them, which made them feel a little disgusted.

This is not a good thing, the future of the Spirit Clan, but it is in their hands, if they can't build a good relationship now, when the Spirit Race declines in the future, not only will they not reach out to help, but they may also fall into the ground.

At that time, even if the spirit clan is immortal, I am afraid that there will not be a trace of bloodline left.

The Prophet slowly sat down on the wooden bench, she straightened her robes, and then said softly, "I know that a few people are very unhappy because of what happened just now, but this is also something that cannot be helped, my spirit clan has very little contact with the outside world, and it is inevitable that they will be curious when they see you. ”

The old fox suddenly snorted and laughed, "You call that curiosity? Have you ever seen someone who sees something curious and still has a knife in their hand? ”

"If you're curious about something, you should kill him with the weapon in your hand? Are you kidding me? ”

The prophet was speechless, although she could foresee that these four people had a lot to do with the future of the Spirit Race, but she didn't know that one of these four people had such a keen sense of observation.

The Prophet coughed dryly and said, "It was just an accident, maybe he just cut vegetables and went out?" ”

The old fox sneered disdainfully: "You use a machete to cut vegetables?" Even if it were, what about those eyes with swords in their hands that wished we would die in front of them immediately? Treat us as a dish? ”

The prophet was speechless, and had no idea what to say.

She really didn't expect that her own people would be so hostile to outsiders, logically speaking, this matter would have been a very good thing, and it would also help the future development of the Spirit Clan.

But now, she felt that she might be wrong, the people didn't like these four people at all, and she didn't have any reason or enough interest for them to stay.

Looking at the dissatisfaction on the faces of the four in front of him and the hostility in their eyes, the prophet felt that the result he wanted might have been lost.

But she didn't want to give up just like that, she should also fight for her people a little chance to live.

The Prophet slowly stood up, she chuckled, and said to them, "From the first time I saw you, I felt that you were different, and I asked Lingyu to bring you to this place, in fact, I wanted you to lend a helping hand to the Spirit Clan at the most critical juncture, nothing more. ”

Except for the old fox, the other three looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "To tell you the truth, if it really comes to the point where the Spirit Clan is going to be destroyed, let alone your Spirit Clan, even the four of us will be unable to protect ourselves." ”

The Prophet was slightly stunned, and from the beginning of the conversation, this sentence was the truest sentence they had ever said.

The Prophet frowned, and as she looked at the staff in her hand, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious in her head.

Prophet...... Is it really omniscient?

I can know everything, but I can't see through the future of the four of them, do you really want to put the future of the Spirit Race in their hands.

As they said, if the Spirit Race was going to be destroyed, how could the four of them be saved?

They themselves will not be able to protect themselves.

She believed that the four of them hadn't deceived themselves when they said this, but there was always a voice in her heart that made her believe the four people in front of her.

The Prophet was torn and she didn't know how to choose.

As a prophet, the first thing she has to think about is the future of the Spirit Race, the entire Spirit Race is tied to her alone, and it can be said that in addition to the Spirit Race, she is also the most important one.

The Prophet looked at the four of them and thought about it for a long time, and his mind turned for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't come up with a definite solution.

She shook her head slightly, and turned to walk out.

Suddenly, the old fox, who had been bowing his head and not speaking, suddenly asked coldly, "Is this how you spirit clan begged for people?" ”

The prophet's body trembled slightly, she knew what the old fox meant, and she also knew that her way of asking for people was indeed a bit unreliable.

But as a prophet of the Spirit Race, her every move represents this Spirit Race, and there are some things that she can't do.

Although she represents the Spirit Clan, the Spirit Race is not her alone, but all the Spirit Clans.

The Prophet shook his head and said, "If a few people want me to kneel down and plead, it is impossible. ”

Zhang Fan glanced back at the old fox, and in the same way, Skywalker understood why the old fox suddenly said that.

It's just that......

They really don't have the strength to help the Spirit Clan, and in their time period, isn't the Spirit Race okay?

The old fox stood up and walked up to the Prophet and said, "I have only one request, and what is it...... It's not convenient for me to say right now. ”

As he spoke, the old fox secretly glanced at Skywalker and Zhang Fan, and his face was slightly red.

Zhang Fan not only rolled his eyes, did this guy get into the water in his head?

Don't forget where you're from.

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