Cute Beast World: Beast Husband, Memeda!

The prophet took the firewood away, waited for the smoke to dissipate, and then repeated his previous actions, trying hard to light the firewood.

I can't stand it anymore.

She picked up a wooden stick and used it as a walking stick and walked over cautiously.

"Let me help you."

He slowly bent down and set up the firewood on the ground, leaving a gap in the middle. Then he grabbed a handful of dry leaves, lit them and stuffed them into the firewood.

She blew hard on the firewood.

After a while, the fire started.

The prophet looked at the flames in front of him and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm so useless, I can't even handle this little thing."

Huan Huan said hurriedly: "A prophet is a person who does big things. You don't need to do such small things."

"What is a big thing? What is a small thing? In my opinion, there are no big things in a person's life except life and death."

She slowly looked at him with half-understanding.

The Prophet helped her sit down and heated a pot of hot water.

Since everyone had already cooked, it would be too wasteful to just wash hands and feet, so I slowly wanted to wipe my body as well.

The prophet asked: "Do you want me to wipe it for you?"

Xuanyuan immediately blushed: "No need, I can do it myself."

The prophet said nothing and turned his back.

Su Huan was very reassured about his character. She took off her clothes, soaked a cotton handkerchief in hot water, and scrubbed the dirt off her body.

It wasn't until she said it was okay that the prophet turned around.

He used the remaining water to wash his fingers that were dirty from making the fire.

He slowly took out some fruits and dry food from the space, handed them to the prophet, and made him lunch.

The prophet picked up a sweet fruit and took a bite. It tasted very sweet.

Seeing that Xuanyuan hadn't moved, he asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"I have no appetite."

The prophet frowned slightly: "You are too thin now. If you don't eat, your body will collapse."

He slowly scratched his hair and looked embarrassed: "I also want to eat, but I have no appetite. Even if I force myself to eat, I will vomit it out later. That would be too uncomfortable, so I might as well not eat."

The prophet's eyes were covered by Samesha.

But slowly she could still feel that he was looking at her belly.

She subconsciously touched her belly.

It was still as flat as ever, with no sign of pregnancy at all.

When slowly seeing the prophet frowning and looking unhappy, she felt uneasy: "Do you also think that the child in my belly cannot be born?"

Almost everyone disliked the child in her belly.

Even the child's father, Sang Ye, had thought of getting rid of the child.

The prophet said: "You have sacred tree seeds in your body, and the seeds have sprouted and bloomed, which means that the sacred tree has begun to mature. Sang Ye is from the alien demon clan, and the fusion of his blood and the sacred tree is equivalent to the union of gods and demons. Do you know the consequences of this?"

Xuanyuan became nervous involuntarily: "What will happen?"

"This child of yours is very likely to become a demon fetus."

Slowly stunned.

She had heard Tao Wei say the word "demon fetus" several times, but she never understood what it was.

"The gestation of a demon fetus requires a lot of vitality. The reason why your body is getting worse is because it is absorbing your vitality. If it weren't for the sacred tree seeds in your body that continuously provide vitality, you would have been possessed by the demon fetus long ago. Suck it dry."

Xuanyuan couldn't help but trembled with fear: "How could this happen..."

She could still ignore what Tao Wei said to her before, but now that the prophet said the same thing, she couldn't believe it even if she didn't want to.

Seeing that her face turned pale and she was obviously frightened, the prophet slowed down his voice and said, "You don't have to be too afraid. I'm here and I will help you."

"Then the child in my belly can still be born?"

She was very reluctant to let go of this child, but if his birth would cause big trouble, she had to consider the safety of others around her.

The prophet said warmly: "If someone else was pregnant with a demon child, I would ask her to remove the child, but if it were you, I think you can give birth to the child."

"Why?"

"The darker something is, the more it yearns for light. If there is light in you, the child will definitely like you very much. If you educate him well, he will be kind to you in the future."

Xuanyuan didn't quite understand what the prophet meant.

But since the prophet said that the child could be saved, she was relieved.

She touched her belly and showed a gentle smile: "Prophet, why don't you give my baby a name?"

The prophet thought for a moment: "The devil fetus is a very evil thing, but I hope that he can turn evil into good in the future, so let's name him good."

"Congshan...well, the baby will be called Congshan from now on."

The two of them continued on their way, and ended up walking for a long time. When it was almost dark, they could not see the gate of Rock City.

He asked slowly and sadly: "Are we lost?"

Prophet: "Is there any?"

The two looked at each other.

Slowly holding his forehead: "I thought you knew the direction back."

"I've never been to Rock City, how can I know where Rock City is?"

"But you are a prophet, you should know everything."

"If I really knew everything, I wouldn't be lost now."

Slowly: "..."

What he said made sense, but she was speechless.

The legendary omniscient prophet was not only unable to make fire, but also lost his way.

Slowly falling into reflection, the prophet she saw today should be a false prophet.

Unable to find the direction to go back, the sun set and the sky gradually turned dark. The prophet could only find a relatively clean place to stop and rest for the night.

He picked up firewood and built the firewood one by one as he did during the day.

"No, the number is a bit too much..."

The Prophet took away another piece of wood.

After making sure that the amount of firewood was not too much or too little, he went to get the leaves.

When slowly seeing him starting to count the leaves seriously, he couldn't help but remind him: "It doesn't matter if there are more leaves or less leaves, just light them."

The prophet's attitude was very strict: "No, you used twelve leaves during the day, no more and no less."

He took out the extra leaves in his hand, counted them again, and after confirming that they were twelve leaves, he carefully lit them with a flint.

When the firewood was successfully ignited and the flames burst out, the prophet breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it."

It’s not easy to light a fire!

Xuanyuan couldn't help but ask: "What's your zodiac sign?"

"Huh?" What is a constellation?

Slowly ask yourself and answer: "I think you must be a Virgo."

At the same time, Shuang Yun, who was far away in Rock City, had already received the letter that was slowly placed in the space. Knowing that she was now out of danger, the big stone hanging in her heart finally let go.

He immediately wrote to ask where Xuanyuan was now. He wanted to pick her up.

Slowly replied with only one sentence - we are lost.

Shuangyun thought for a long time after receiving the letter.

Why do you still get lost when you are together with the prophet Xuanyuan?

Can an omniscient prophet get lost? !