Cute Beast World: Beast Husband, Memeda!

Xuanyuan recognized it at a glance. This divine attendant was the same divine attendant who carried Xuanyuan up the sacred mountain last time.

He didn't know Xuanyuan at all at this time. He regarded her as a distinguished guest of Lord Prophet.

Especially when he noticed the strong aura in her body, his attitude became more respectful and cautious.

"The prophet only allows Master Yutian and Master Xue Ling to go up the mountain. Other orcs please wait at the bottom of the mountain."

Slowly thinking about the kindness he had given her when he carried her up the mountain, and not intending to embarrass him, she asked the Feather Clan orcs to stay where they were and wait.

The divine attendant leads the way.

Huan Xuan and Xue Ling followed him one behind the other.

The towering stairs reach the sky, with no end in sight.

Xuan Xuan had climbed twice before, and each time she was too tired to walk halfway. But this time, she had to take every step very steadily. Until they reached the temple door halfway up the mountain, she still wasn't out of breath at all. Tired look.

It was indeed a dragon's body, and its physical strength was much stronger than her previous body.

The divine attendant carried the two of them into the temple, and then left silently.

The hall of the temple was empty. He slowly looked around and called out: "Prophet, are you there?"

After a while, the prophet came out of the side door.

The white Shark gauze robe made his figure become taller and slender. On his almost perfect handsome face, his eyes were covered by Shark gauze, and his long pale golden hair hung down to his waist, shining like the moonlight.

"You are here," the prophet said as if facing an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, "sit down wherever you want."

Huan Xuan and Xue Ling sat down on the futon opposite him.

This futon was very soft, and Huan Huan couldn't help but touch it. The bottom of the futon was animal skin, and the top was cotton cloth, filled with cotton.

Even though his eyes were blindfolded, the prophet still understood the slow movements. He said: "These cotton cloths and cotton are all bought from Rock City. There are many good things in Rock City. Shuangyun is a good beast king. He will Rock City is well taken care of.”

Hearing others praise her husband, she slowly felt proud: "Shuangyun is really good."

Xue Ling glanced at her with a half-smile.

The Prophet said: "I know the reason why you have come so far."

Xuanyuan wanted to ask about Xiaoba, but considering that Xue Ling was by her side, she could only resist the impulse in her heart, turned to Xue Ling and said, "Can you avoid it?"

Xue Ling didn't answer and asked instead: "Isn't it what you want to say that I can't listen to?"

He had accompanied her all the way to the Temple of All Beasts, but now she wanted to drive him away. Xuanyuan felt very guilty, but she still had to say what she should say: "There are some things I can only tell the prophet."

Xue Ling chuckled lightly, his eyes a little cold: "It seems that the relationship between you and the prophet is closer than between us."

Xuanyuan didn't know how to explain it, so he could only respond in silence.

Xue Ling felt very unhappy and got up and left without mercy.

After he left, Xuanyuan finally asked what he wanted to know most: "Prophet, do you know where Xiaoba is?"

"It made a deal with me to save you."

An ominous premonition arose in Xuan Xuan's heart, and she couldn't help but said: "I originally thought that the transaction between you was to exchange bodies, but now it seems that I guessed wrong. What exactly was the transaction between you? ?”

The prophet did not answer the question directly, but slowly asked her a question.

"What do you think of this temple of beasts?"

Slowly following his line of sight and looking around, she thought for a moment and then said cautiously: "This place is very big and very impressive."

"What do you think would happen if you were allowed to live here forever?"

I can't answer slowly.

If she were allowed to live in such a cold place, she would definitely go crazy with loneliness.

The prophet knelt on the futon, his white Shark gauze robe spread out on the ground, his knuckled white fingers gently intertwined, his eyes hidden behind the Shark gauze, and his expression at this time could not be seen clearly, and he sighed softly. The tone and voice lingered in the empty temple.

"This is a prison. I'm trapped here and can't leave for the rest of my life. I can't remember how many years I haven't seen the outside world. Those mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have become a symbol in my memory. I know their exist, but cannot remember what they look like.”

She slowly opened her mouth, wanting to comfort him with a few words, but when the words came to her lips, she realized that the words she said were too shallow.

As a prophet, he must know more than she does, and he must have experienced more than she does.

Her comfort had no effect on him.

The prophet looked straight ahead, his sight seemed to penetrate the shark's gauze, slowly crossing over, and landed on the mountains, rivers and lakes in the distance.

"I envy Xiaoba very much. It can follow your footsteps and see the outside world, and your trust and dependence on it also makes me quite envious. So I wanted to exchange identities with it, but it was a pity that it refused. .”

Xuanyuan secretly gave Xiaoba a thumbs up, well done!

The prophet said: "It wants to save you, but is reluctant to leave you, so we each take a step back. Xiaoba and I share all our senses and intuitions. I can see the outside world through its eyes, and I can also see the outside world through its eyes." Ears, hearing every word you say to it, thanks to you, I have been very happy during this time."

Xuanyuan looked surprised: "So this is the content of your transaction."

"It holds your life in its arms, and I see the outside world, and we both get what we want, and it's a good deal."

Slowly frowning: "But if that's the case, why did Xiaoba disappear suddenly?"

The prophet withdrew his gaze and fell on her again: "Xiaoba should have told you that when you are resurrected in Yutian's body, do you need to pay something precious?"

He nodded slowly to show that he still remembered.

"What you paid for was Xiaoba."

He was slowly stunned, then suddenly stood up and asked excitedly: "Why is it Xiaoba? There are so many things on me, why is it?!"

"It is the most precious thing in you. At the moment of your resurrection, it is destined to leave one day," the prophet said calmly, "God is fair. If you get one thing, you have to pay for another. If you get I sacrificed Xiaoba for the chance of rebirth."

Slowly slumped to the ground, his face pale: "I didn't expect it to be Xiaoba. If I had known that it would be the price to pay, I would rather not have the chance to be resurrected."

"You have been resurrected, Xiaoba must leave. You can no longer regret it."

Slowly begged: "Is there no way to save it? You are a prophet, you must know how to save it, right?"

The prophet said nothing.

She slowly knelt down in front of him and begged with tears in her eyes: "Please think of a way, as long as you can save it, no matter what you ask me to do!"

The prophet's voice was cold: "No matter what you do, is it okay?"