Beast Summoner

"Are you the Great Prophet?" Hualang looked at the Fox tribe girl suspiciously and frowned, "Aren't you using me to play cymbals? How old are you? Are you still underage? I remember that the Great Prophet shouldn't be from the Monkey tribe.

An old man?"

"Hua Lang, you have been away from Muye Federation for too long. I am afraid you don't know many things. The last great prophet was indeed from the monkey tribe. He was my teacher, but he has passed away. I am the current great prophet.

Come and inherit." There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the fox girl.

The sadness was very real and was not pretended. Seeing the fox girl's eyes, Hua Lang felt a pain in his heart for no reason. It was as if he was infected by the fox girl, and a sadness arose in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Great Prophet, I was abrupt!" Hua Lang apologized hastily. He had no doubts in his heart. As a member of the orc tribe, he was very familiar with the Great Prophet. He just didn't know that the Great Prophet had passed away, so

That's why such a scene happened.

"It's okay, don't blame those who don't know. Just put Li Zhenbang down! Be careful." The great prophet pointed to the bed next to him and said gently.

Hualang raised his eyebrows and had a strange feeling in his heart. This great prophet seemed to have an unusual regard for Li Zhenbang!

No matter what he thought in his heart, Hualang was still very obedient and carefully laid Li Zhenbang flat on the bed. After all, rescuing Li Zhenbang was the first priority. As for why the great prophet was so optimistic about Li Zhenbang, we should wait until Li Zhenbang comes back to life and study it!

Although the house is relatively old and the furniture is not new, the bedding is brand new. Although the bedding is not made of fine silk or the like, but is just ordinary fabric, the workmanship looks quite extraordinary.

It's just a pity that Li Zhenbang's body was covered with blood, and many of the wounds on his body were not sealed, so the blood mixed with the soil on his body and flowed along Li Zhenbang's body to the bedding. The clean and tidy bedding was contaminated in the blink of an eye.

Spotted stains.

But no one cares about that at this time. What everyone cares about more is Li Zhenbang's life and death.

"He...can he still be saved?" Hua Lang gritted his teeth. He knew Li Zhenbang's physical condition best, and he didn't have any confidence in his heart. Even though the great prophet had powerful means, Hua Lang still felt a little confused.

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be hope for help!" the great prophet said in an extremely mature tone.

However, coupled with the somewhat charming voice and the somewhat immature appearance, it always gives people a strange feeling.

The Great Prophet stood beside the bed and looked at the listless Li Zhenbang. Li Zhenbang wanted to speak at this time, but he was already very weak and had no strength to even open his mouth, but his breathing was very rapid.

Li Zhenbang clearly feels that his life is passing by, and his current situation may be over at any time.

"Go to sleep! Everything will be fine when you wake up!" The Great Prophet bent his ring finger and little finger toward the palm of his hand, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and gently touched Li Zhenbang's forehead.

Li Zhenbang first felt a slightly cool touch on his forehead, then he felt as if he was in the clouds, his body had a floating feeling, and then he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and then he closed them unconsciously.

His eyes closed and he even snored slightly.

Hearing Li Zhenbang's breathing gradually calmed down, Hua Lang's tense heart finally relaxed a little. When the body is in desperate need of recuperation, it will often repair itself in a sleep state.

The reason why Hua Lang never dared to let Li Zhenbang sleep and hoped that he would always stay awake was because he was afraid that if Li Zhenbang fell asleep, he would really sleep forever.

Now with the help of the Great Prophet, although the Great Prophet looks too young, the Great Prophet inherits wisdom and ability, not age. So no matter how old the Great Prophet is now, as long as he becomes a Great Prophet, he is destined to

has unique abilities and heritage.

If even the great prophets cannot save Li Zhenbang, then the only one in the world who can save Li Zhenbang is the Pope. But how could the Pope come to Muye Federation to treat Li Zhenbang?

Even if Hua Lang has enough time, he can send Li Zhenbang to the Divine Blessing Alliance and to the Pope, but who can guarantee that the Pope will definitely treat Li Zhenbang?

It was Li Zhenbang's good fortune that the great prophet took the initiative to treat Li Zhenbang's illness. If Li Zhenbang couldn't be saved, then it can only be said that it was Li Zhenbang's fate and there was nothing anyone could do.

Seeing Li Zhenbang sleeping deeply, the Great Prophet slowly stood up, muttering softly, and his hands gradually emitted purple light. The purple light became more and more intense, and finally the Great Prophet's hands could no longer be seen.

I saw a purple light emanating from my wrist.

The Great Prophet hung his hands above Li Zhenbang's body, and then began to shake it gently, as if scanning Li Zhenbang's body.

After a short time, the light on the great prophet's hand gradually dissipated, revealing once again his white and flawless little hand, like a beautiful jade.

"Great Prophet, how are you?" Hua Lang walked to the side of the Great Prophet and asked softly.

"It's very troublesome, but fortunately, I should be able to save his life, but..." The Great Prophet hesitated for a moment, glanced at Li Zhenbang, who was still sleeping, and then quietly said to Hualang: "It's just that he came back alive.

I can’t guarantee what it will be like in the future.”

"What do you mean? Is it possible that he can still become a vegetable?" Hualang frowned. Is this great prophet reliable?

Although the usual great prophets are mysterious, they are always straightforward when encountering problems, and even risk their own lives for the sake of the tribe. However, this little fox great prophet is really a little abnormal.

"Oh! I'm afraid... forget it, let's wait until he gets better! What if my worries are unnecessary!" The little fox shook his head.

"Great Prophet, can we stop talking only half of the story? As a bystander, I'm going to make you collapse. If the person involved knows about this, how can it be okay?" Hua Lang scratched his head and said helplessly.

He doesn't dare to be arrogant to the Great Prophet anymore. Before, it was because he didn't know, and it was excusable. Now he knows it. If he does that again, he will be contradicting the Great Prophet, and the entire Orcs, and the entire Mu Ye.

The Federation cannot survive.

"You'll know then. It's best if everything goes well. Even if something goes wrong, I can save his life, so you don't have to worry!" the Great Prophet said decisively.

Hualang thought for a while, then nodded and calmed down. The most important thing now is to save Li Zhenbang's life. As long as Li Zhenbang is still alive, other things are not that important for the time being...

"Zhenbang, you're finally awake! You scared me to death! How are you feeling?" Seeing Li Zhenbang slowly opening his eyes, Hualang jumped over and looked at Li Zhenbang nervously.

This time Li Zhenbang did not jump up in fright. After slowly focusing his eyes, he looked at Hualang who looked nervous and asked in a very soft voice: "Where is this place?"

"This is Haifeng City, a coastal city in the Muye Federation. You are safe now. It's great that you can wake up! I thought... I thought..." Hualang's voice was a little more choked, "Forget it.

Forget it, don’t say it, don’t say it, just wake up, just wake up!”

"Brother Hualang, how long have I been here?" Li Zhenbang said as he struggled to sit up, but his body was not obeying his orders and was as limp as a noodle.

"Zhenbang, you have been unconscious for three days this time!" Hua Lang stretched out three fingers and said nervously.

"The Great Prophet said that if you can't wake up within five days, it will be difficult to wake up again." Hua Lang stretched out five fingers and said with some fear.

"Fortunately, you've woken up now. I'm going to report to the Great Prophet now, and you can take a rest!" Hua Lang excitedly helped Li Zhenbang tuck in his quilt, stood up, and left to report to the Great Prophet.

"Wait...wait a minute!" Li Zhenbang shouted hurriedly when he saw Hualang about to leave.

However, Li Zhenbang's body was already weak. After shouting, his breathing became extremely rapid, as if a big stone was pressed on his chest. He was somewhat out of breath, and there was a feeling of being torn apart from everywhere in his body.

"Zhenbang, what's wrong? Don't scare me!" Hua Lang stopped in a hurry, ran back to Li Zhenbang, and looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion.

"No...it's okay..." Li Zhenbang gasped violently, "First...go...save my master first! I...I...it's okay...huh...huh..."

"You mean, you found a ripe Juexun fruit?" Hua Lang looked at Li Zhenbang in disbelief.

To be honest, he didn't have much hope that Li Zhenbang could find the soul-destroying fruit at the beginning. It was beyond his imagination that he could come back intact from the abyss of the dead.

"Yes, seize... seize... time... time..." Li Zhenbang tried hard to speak clearly, but the more anxious he was, the harder it was to speak, the faster his breathing became, his face turned purple, and he seemed to be out of breath.

Coming.

"Don't worry, relax and take a deep breath! I understand what you mean! Where is the Juehun Fruit? Give it to me. I will go find them now and help you rescue your teacher! But you must also promise me,

Recuperate well, don't be anxious, there's still time!" Although Li Zhenbang spoke very hard, Hua Lang still understood, and he was also present at the time.

"Thank you... thank you..." Li Zhenbang nodded slightly. A small purse on the table that looked a little ordinary suddenly flashed, and a round fruit that didn't look like anything special appeared on the table.

"Please...please you must...hurry up...hurry up..." After doing all this, Li Zhenbang felt extremely exhausted and his eyelids had begun to fight. "Thank you...don't you appreciate it..." Before he finished speaking,

Li Zhenbang passed out again.