"Why does it have to be me? What if it's someone else? Like what...... The royal emperor? Qin Fan asked puzzled.

After all, he is a reborn person, and he has no connection with the hidden door.

If I have to say that there is a connection, I am afraid that it is through the opportunity to enter the hidden door through the opportunity of the outer hidden door.

As for the war, does it have anything to do with him, a cultivator who lives in the hot summer and spiritual realm?

The Prophet sighed lightly and said, "That's why I said this is the Index of Fate, and it's not that you and I can do it at all." ”

Destiny? Qin Fan has never believed in fate.

If he had believed in his fate early when he went to the spirit realm, I am afraid that there would be no Qin Jianxian in the future. It may not even be long before he dies......

But when it comes to the truth about the millennium war and his rebirth, he really wants to know.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Tell me, how many alien races will attack in this war, and how many alien powerhouses will surpass the Martial Emperor Realm." ”

"If I know this in advance, why bother to find someone who recognizes?"

Are you suffering so much? I had expected it for a long time!

But now that we don't even know the number of alien armies, what are we going to fight?

It's a nice thing to say, even if you die, you'll just turn into a pile of dry bones.

But Yan Xia and the inner door still have many friends waiting for them to go back. Giving up his life for the sake of fame is not Qin Fan's consistent practice.

"If King Qin Wu has any conditions, he can put them forward."

Obviously, the prophet was a little flustered about Qin Fan's absence.

The prophet is sacrosanct, but all warriors who come here will obey the prophet's arrangement.

In this way, not only can you get great opportunities, but you can also get famous achievements for the ages.

But Qin Fan is just a guy who doesn't play cards according to common sense. More importantly, he didn't believe in God again!

I have already been a sword immortal, so why should I believe in immortals?

Of course, it is not impossible to want Qin Fan to help do things. The premise is that there must be an absolute benefit.

I saw Qin Fan grinning and said with a smile: "Simple." If you can elevate me to the Martial Saint Realm, maybe I'll consider it. ”

"I'm sorry, but I can't say yes to that request. After all, the realm path is not something I can control. ”

"But didn't the wine and spirit fruit you gave me just now help me improve my realm?"

Is there really a human being in this world who does not have the slightest greed? At least Qin Fan didn't believe it at all.

So he makes demands, greedy and not greedy.

If you want to participate in a war that you can lose your life at any time, you can do it, but only if you have enough hope to win the war.

It is not too much to improve cultivation, on the contrary, it is already Qin Fan's last bottom line.

It's a pity that the prophet replied helplessly: "The two holy products, Immortal Yuan and Spirit Fruit, can only be taken once in a person's life. ”

"Uh, so no matter how much I eat now, it's useless?"

Qin Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, then shook his right hand and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll go back first." ”

"King Qin Wu is no longer waiting? Maybe I can promise you...... Other conditions......"

When he said the last four words, Qin Fan could clearly notice that the other party's tone was a little stiff.

"For example?" Qin Fan asked subconsciously.

After a long time, the Prophet mustered up the courage to explain: "If you can lead the southern continent to agree to this war, I ...... I can be your woman......"

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Qin Fan thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

But as the prophet repeated the previous passage shyly again, he realized that it was not an auditory hallucination.

The Prophet of the Hall of Prophets would actually propose such a quid pro quo?

If the world knew about it, it would be light to cause an uproar. It is likely to destroy the devout faith in the hearts of all people in an instant.

"You don't have to worry, I'm not a prodigal woman in the red dust. And you are the only one in this world who has seen me as I am. ”

Really? Qin Fan once again recalled the situation when he first met the other party in the Library Pavilion.

Truth be told, if that were the face of a prophet, it might be unacceptable.

After all, prophets are sacred, solemn and solemn.

It's not that the other party is not good-looking. It's just that in addition to the delicate and perfect facial features, it is more of a sense of intimacy.

This feeling was as if he Qin Fan was not treated well by the vast majority of people when he was just appointed as the Imprisoned Dragon City Lord.

"You want me to go to war even if you sell your body? Figure what? ”

Qin Fan couldn't figure it out, the other party could obviously stay out of the matter. Is it just because you don't want to watch the lives of the southern continent go to ruin?

"I think I've made it very clear. I am not a prodigal woman in the red dust, so I also ask King Qin Wu to retract his previous statement. ”

"Well, I'm just talking about it, don't take it seriously." Qin Fan rubbed his nose and grinned.

Perhaps he had long been accustomed to Qin Fan's hanging-minded character, and the prophet did not take it to heart.

After a moment of silence, he sighed, "It is not my choice to become a prophet. And I have a reason to have to win over the alien. ”

Although the prophet did not say a specific reason, Qin Fan, who had lived for three thousand years, had already guessed something.

These two sentences sound calm but faintly mixed with the slightest anger.

What could make the Supreme Prophet angry? If you want to come to the world, there is only the word hate.

Thinking of this, Qin Fan simply sat cross-legged on the ground and said with a smile: "If you refuse to tell me the truth, don't want me to participate in this war." ”

"Aren't you afraid that something will happen to your friend?"

A prophet is a prophet, and he knows even this kind of thing.

However, Qin Fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "It's not a secret, they all have strong backgrounds. No matter how bad it is, I imprisoned Dragon City and there are also Eight-Rank Martial Emperors guarding it. ”

"Is it the Eight-Rank Heavenly Demon or the Eight-Rank Martial Emperor?"

The prophet's breezy tone made Qin Fan unconsciously raise his eyebrows when he heard it.

Sure enough, this woman even knew that she was secretly allied with the demon clan......

"That's it. If you really want to know the truth, I can tell you. ”

Qin Fan didn't really want to expose people's scars, he just had the attitude of trying to get the truth he wanted.

I never thought that this woman would actually agree.

It's okay to do this, the province himself died unexplained when he finally went to the battlefield.

What is the difference between seeking peace and refuge in troubled times and ignoring friends, and cold-blooded scum?

Qin Fan asked himself if he was not a scum, and he didn't want to live a lifetime.

What's more, war is coming, who can really be alone?

"Have you never doubted the identities of the two messengers around me?"

Identity? Smell a rat?

The prophet's words made Qin Fan a little puzzled.

If there is something wrong with it, I'm afraid that the clothes on my body are a little weird.

It wasn't like the costume that the Hidden Sect would wear, and it added a lot of exotic color.

Wait a minute...... Exotic? Alien?

Qin Fan's eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed in the void air: "Do you want to say ......?"

"King Qin Wu guessed right. We are all from other races, and we are aliens in the mouth of your human race. ”