The old lady wiped her eyes, and then said, "I won't tell you anything, as an all-knowing person, I can't see through your identity!"

"Look at what you're talking about...... I'm confused."

Song Zhuang smiled and said, "What can I have in particular?"

The Prophet said slowly, "You may not know it yourself, but you are special, very special."

"Oh?"

Song Zhuang's face was full of confusion.

The prophet didn't mean to fight with Song Zhuang, so he slowly spoke, "First of all, I can see that your face belongs to someone who died young!"

"What?"

Song was stunned.

The Prophet ignored Song Zhuang's expression and continued, "Your brows are light, your lips are shallow, your eye sockets are deep, your cheekbones are drooping, and your cheekbones are unblessed...... If it hadn't been for some accident, you'd have been a dead man."

"What?"

Song Zhuang was stunned, and his head was buzzing.

"Don't talk nonsense, old woman...... I'm a big living man here, and where am I like a dead man?"

Song Zhuang stopped doing it, and he was going crazy on the spot.

But then the prophet said a word, and Song Zhuang stopped cooking.

I saw the prophet say lightly, "You should have a very discordant family, and your wife should be cheating!"

"You know that! You should not be called a prophet, you should be called a goddess."

Song Zhuang was speechless.

This old woman is really accurate.

The Prophet said slowly, "That makes sense, your wife wants you to die, and if you die, she will inherit the family business and then have a good time with other men, so your health is getting worse and worse...... She must have poisoned you."

When Song Zhuang heard this, he thought about it and suddenly remembered what kind of weight loss tea his wife bought for him during that time, and forced himself to drink it every day, and the more he drank, the more confused he became, and the more he wanted to sleep, probably it had something to do with that thing.

Damn it......

How could I be so confused?

The more Song Zhuang thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible!

Before he could figure it out, the Prophet said, "You have a bloody forehead now, you must have just fulfilled the Bloody Plague, and if I'm not mistaken, your wife is dead, right?"

"I didn't kill that man!" Song Zhuang hurriedly explained.

But the Prophet smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just that judging by your face, you're already a dead man!" The reason why you are alive now is because there is some cause and effect that caused you to come back to life...... But you're not entirely alive right now, or you're not quite alive."

"I don't understand anything."

Song Zhuang said impatiently.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand it, you'll understand it in the future."

The Prophet said slowly, "But when you understand these things, hopefully it will not be too late."

Song Zhuang picked his head and said, "Old K asked me to come here to find you, what to say to confirm whether I am the savior."

When the Prophet heard this, he smiled and said, "There is no savior, but I am lying to them."

"I knew ......"

Song Zhuang sighed, "People like me are qualified to be suspected of being some kind of savior, it's just funny."

The Prophet explained, "Those awakened human beings, who will eventually face a bleak life, must have some sense of responsibility and mission, so that they will have the motivation and hope to survive, but to rely on their power to overthrow the rule of Xihe is simply a dream...... If Xihe were so vulnerable, everyone wouldn't be enslaved."

"Humans should not believe in any savior, they should believe in themselves!" The Prophet sighed and said, "Unfortunately they don't have that kind of faith anymore."

After talking about this topic, the prophet said to Song Zhuang, "You are different, you are a variable, I can't see through your future, I can't see your past, so I'm very curious about you."

"Am I so mysterious?"

Song Zhuang said, "I don't believe in ...... myself."

"You should be confident, maybe you will be surprised even if you are strong."

At this point, the prophet's expression suddenly changed!

"Oh no, Xihe's tentacles have come in!"

The Prophet exclaimed, and immediately walked to the edge of the main hall, then looked down.

It was dark below, and a tornado suddenly blew in the shattered void.

There was no longer that calmness and calmness on the prophet's face.

Song Zhuang also came to the edge of the top of the tower to look down, just in time to see a terrifying black dragon circling and dancing in the sky.

Under the dance of the black dragon, the clouds began to gather and became thicker and thicker!

As a result, the entire sky became dark.

The wind is rolling!

The clouds are rolling, too!

These winds stir up dark clouds, forming a huge whirlpool...... The whirlpool grew bigger and deeper, and finally turned into a terrifying space storm.

As soon as the storm appeared, it was as if it was going to swallow everything.

Under the ravages of the wind, Song Zhuang found that the roads he had walked when he came were now all destroyed in the wind!

It's horrible, it's horrible!

How so?

What the hell is going on?

How could such a terrifying celestial phenomenon occur in such a place?

Seeing this scene, the prophet's face was very ugly: "I know that there is a loophole in the Vientiane Gate, and once Xihe's minions squat at and return to the person, you can follow the data to find it."

The prophet couldn't take care of the mountain with Song Zhuang.

The old lady quickly came to the lower palace with her pointed feet, and then shouted at the top of her voice, "What are you still doing? The enemy has hit the door, are you still playing? Don't hurry up and meet the enemy!"

Hearing the prophet's words, the children who were still playing with Lego immediately put down their toys and jumped out of the palace and swam towards the depths of the tornado.

Soon, several children disappeared as far as the eye could see.

Song Zhuang saw this scene and had all his feelings.

The Prophet kept these guys, and they were really not just for fun.

At this time, there was golden lightning in the sky, and although Song Zhuang couldn't see the specific picture of the battle, the low and terrifying whistling and roaring sound was clearly heard.

The wind is roaring, the thunder is roaring!

The wind is getting stronger, and the roar is getting louder and harsher!

In the celestial phenomena here, it is like an angry beast hiding in it, and the treacherous waves and clouds make people shudder.

Suddenly!

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky and lit up the night sky.

Then a deafening thunderclap resounded through the sky!

The prophet wailed and took a few steps back, and Song Zhuang hurriedly helped the old lady up, only to find that a ring on her hand was inexplicably broken.

Then there was another ring......

In the blink of an eye, the seven or eight rings on the old woman's hand were broken in an instant!

As for the prophet, a mouthful of green blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect it...... I've been searching for a few programs that I've cultivated over the years...... I was going to have high hopes...... I didn't expect it to be destroyed so easily...... What level of administrator is this coming?" The Prophet couldn't help but smile wryly.

At this time, under the sky, the black tornado finally revealed its true face.

It hovered in the sky like a black dragon with its teeth and claws.

Along with it are several colorful bands of light.

These bands of light are probably the little children adopted by the prophets.

At this time, the dragon's body twisted and deformed, rubbing and colliding with the air, creating a large amount of chaotic energy.

Those bands of light are in contact with energy

The quantity is defeated, and the serious ones are immediately wiped out.

Seeing this, even if Song Zhuang was a fool, he knew that the prophet was going to be unbearable.