Chapter 723: :Virgo

? The prophet took the firewood away, waited for the smoke to dissipate, and then repeated the previous actions, trying hard to light the firewood. ,.
Slowly can't stand it anymore.
She picked up a wooden stick, used it as a walking stick, and walked over it cautiously.
"I'll help you."
Slowly bent down, racked up the firewood on the ground, leaving a gap in the middle, then grabbed a handful of dried leaves, lit and stuffed it into the firewood.
She breathed two vigorously at the wood.
After a while, the fire started.
The prophet looked at the flames in front of him and couldn't help but smile: "I'm really useless, I can't even handle this little thing."
Slowly said: "A prophet is a person who does big things. You don't need to do such small things."
"What is a major event? What is a minor event? In my opinion, there is no major event in a person's life except life and death."
Slowly looked at him seemingly.
The prophet helped her sit down, and then boiled a pot of hot water.
Now that everyone is ready to burn, it’s just too wasteful to wash your hands and feet, so I slowly want to wipe my body again.
The Prophet asked: "Do you want me to wipe it for you?"
Slowly and immediately blushed: "No, I can do it myself."
The prophet didn't say much, and turned his back.
Slowly was very assured of his character, she took off her clothes, soaked in hot water with a cotton kerchief, and wiped away the dirt on her body.
It was not until she said it was okay that the prophet turned around.
He used the rest of the water to clean his fingers that were dirty when the fire was on.
Slowly took out some fruits and dry food from the space, handed them to the prophet, and made lunch for him.
The Prophet picked up a sweet fruit, took a bite, and it tasted very sweet.
Seeing that he hadn't moved slowly, 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."
Slowly scratching his hair, with a look embarrassed: "I want to eat too, but I don't have an appetite. Even if I try to eat it, I will vomit it later. It's too uncomfortable. It's better not to eat."
The prophet's eyes were ‘blinded’ by the shark.
But slowly he can still feel that he is looking at her abdomen.
She subconsciously ‘touched’ her abdomen.
It is as flat as ever, with no signs of pregnancy at all.
Slowly seeing the Prophet frowning, her expression was not very attractive, she was anxious: "Do you also think that this child in my belly can't be born?"
Almost everyone is not optimistic about the child in her belly.
Even the child's father, Sang Ye, had the idea of ​​removing the child.
The Prophet said: "You have the sacred tree seeds in your body, and the seeds are still germinating and blooming. This shows that the sacred tree has begun to enter the mature stage. Sang Ye is a foreign demon race, and his bloodline merges with the sacred tree. Do you know the consequences of this?"
Slowly and involuntarily tense up: "What will happen?"
"You child is very likely to become a magic fetus."
Slowly froze.
She has heard Tao Wei talk about the term "devil fetus" several times, but she never ‘figure’ it.
"The birth of the magic fetus requires a lot of vitality. The reason why your body becomes worse is because it is absorbing your vitality. If it weren’t for the sacred tree seeds in your body to continuously provide vitality, you would have been trapped by the magic fetus. It sucked dry."
Slowly couldn't help but shudder: "How can this be..."
Before Tao Wei said these things to her, she could still ignore it, but now the Prophet also said the same, even if she didn't want to believe it.
Seeing her face turned pale, she was obviously frightened, and the Prophet slowed down her voice: "Don't be too scared, I'm here, and I will help you."
"Then the child in my belly can still be born?"
She is reluctant to bear this child, but if he is born, it will cause a catastrophe, she must consider the safety of other people around her.
The Prophet said in a warm voice: "If someone else is pregnant with the devil's fetus, I will let her remove the child, but it is you. I think you can give birth to the child."
"why?"
"The darker the thing, the more you yearn for the light. If you have light in your body, the child will definitely like you very much. If you raise him well, he will treat you well in the future."
Slowly did not understand the meaning of the prophet's words.
But since the Prophet said that the child could be saved, she was relieved.
She ‘touched’ her abdomen and ‘touched’ her abdomen, ‘showing’ a gentle smile:
Prophet, why don’t you give my baby a name?

The Prophet thought for a while: "The Devil's Tire is a very evil thing, but I hope he can turn evil into good in the future, so I'll name him Cong Shan."
"Congshan...Well, the baby will be called Congshan from now on."
The two continued on their way, but they walked for a long time. When it was almost dark, they could not see the ‘gate’ of Rock City.
Slowly and painfully asked: "Are we'lost"?'
Prophet: "Is there?"
The two looked at each other.
Slowly held his forehead: "I thought you knew the direction to go back."
"I haven't been to Rock City, how can I know where Rock City is?"
"But you are a prophet, you should know everything."
"If I really know everything, I won't be'lost' now."
Slowly: "..."
He was so reasonable that she was speechless.
The omniscient prophet in the legend will not only not make a fire, but will also "get lost".
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 darkened. The Prophet could only find a relatively clean place to stop and rest overnight.
He picked up the firewood and learned to slowly build up the firewood one by one.
"No, there are a lot of..."
The prophet took away another firewood.
After confirming that the amount of firewood was not too much, he went to get the leaves.
Slowly seeing him start to count the leaves seriously, he couldn't help but remind: "It doesn't matter if there are more leaves or less, just light it."
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 and counted it again. After confirming that it was twelve leaves, he cautiously lit them with flint and steel.
When the firewood was ignited smoothly and the flames rose, the prophet let out a sigh of relief: "Sure."
It's not easy to burn a fire!
Slowly couldn't help but ask: "What constellation are you?"
"Huh?" What is a constellation?
Ask and answer slowly: "I think you must be a virgin/'woman' seat."
At the same time, Shuangyun, who was far away in Rock City, had received the letter that was slowly placed in the space, and learned that she was now out of danger, and the big rock hanging in her heart was finally released.
He immediately wrote to ask where is Slow now? He wants to pick her up.
Only one sentence was written in the reply slowly-we were "lost".
Shuangyun thought for a long time after receiving the letter.
Why do the prophets slowly get lost when they are together?
The omniscient prophet will also be "lost"? !