Chapter 835: Never forget the teacher

"Are you the big prophet?" Hualang looked at the fox girl suspiciously, frowning, "Aren't you playing cymbals with me? How old are you? Underage? I remember that the big prophet shouldn't be a monkey clan. An old man in his?"
"Hualang, you have left the Muye Federation for too long. I am afraid you don’t know many things. The last big prophet was indeed from the monkey clan. He was my teacher, but he has passed away. The current big prophet is up to me. Come and inherit." The fox girl's eyes showed a trace of sadness.
The sorrow was very real, and it was not pretended. Seeing the eyes of the fox girl, Hualang felt an unexplained pain in her heart, as if she had been infected by the fox girl, and a sorrow rose in her heart.
"Sorry, Great Prophet, I was abrupt!" Hualang hurriedly apologized. He didn't have any doubts in his heart. As a member of the Orc Clan, he knew everything about the Great Prophet very well. He just didn't know that the great prophet had passed away, so he made such an incident.
"It's okay, don't blame anyone who doesn't know. You put Li Zhenbang down! Be careful." The big prophet pointed to the bed next to him and said softly.
Hualang raised his eyebrows and felt a weird feeling in his heart. This big prophet seemed to not generally value Li Zhenbang!
No matter what he thought in his mind, Hualang was still very obedient and carefully put Li Zhenbang flat on the bed. After all, rescuing Li Zhenbang was the top priority. As for why the Great Prophet was so optimistic about Li Zhenbang, he should wait for Li Zhenbang to come back and study it!
Although the house is relatively old and the furniture is not new, the bedding is brand new. Although the quilt is not made of fine silk or the like, it is just ordinary fabric, but 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 mud on his body and flowed down Li Zhenbang's body onto the bedding. The clean and tidy bedding was stained in the blink of an eye. Spotted stains.
But at this time no one went back to care about those, everyone cares more about Li Zhenbang's life and death.
"Is he... still saved?" Hualang gritted his teeth. Li Zhenbang's physical condition is the most clear to him, and there is nothing in his heart. Even if the Great Prophet had the means to reach the sky, Hualang was still a little bit ignorant.
"If I'm not mistaken, there should be some help!" the big prophet said in an extremely sophisticated tone.
But with that somewhat charming voice, coupled with a somewhat immature and green look, it always gives people a weird feeling.
The Great Prophet stood by the bed and looked at the ailing Li Zhenbang. Li Zhenbang wanted to speak at this time, but he was already very weak. He didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, but his breathing was very rapid.
Li Zhenbang clearly felt that his life was passing by, and his current situation could be over at any time.
"Go to sleep! When you wake up, everything will be fine!" The big prophet bent the ring finger and little finger of his thumb toward the palm, stretched out his index and middle fingers, and gently touched Li Zhenbang's forehead.
Li Zhenbang first felt a slight cool touch on his forehead, and then he felt as if he was in the clouds, and his body felt airy. Then he felt his eyelids heavier and heavier, and then he closed unconsciously. I closed my eyes and even made a slight snoring sound.
Hearing Li Zhenbang's breathing gradually calmed down, Hualang's heart, which had always been strained, finally relaxed. When the body is in extreme need of recuperation, it tends to repair itself in a state of sleep.
The reason why Hualang has not dared to let Li Zhenbang sleep, hoping that he will always stay awake, is because he is afraid that Li Zhenbang will fall asleep forever after falling asleep.
Now with the help of the great prophet, although the great prophet looks too young, the great prophet inherits wisdom and abilities, not age. So no matter how old the great prophet is now, as long as he becomes the great prophet, he is destined to possess distinctive abilities and inheritance.
If the big prophet couldn't save Li Zhenbang, then the pope might be the only one who could save Li Zhenbang in the world, but how could the pope come to the Twilight Federation to treat Li Zhenbang?
Even if Hualang has plenty of time, he can send Li Zhenbang to the Alliance of Gods and Blessings and to the Pope, but who can guarantee that the Pope will treat Li Zhenbang?
It was Li Zhenbang's good fortune that the great prophet was able to take the initiative to treat Li Zhenbang. If Li Zhenbang can't save him like this, then it can only be said that Li Zhenbang should do this, and no one can do it.
Seeing Li Zhenbang fell asleep deeply, the Great Prophet slowly stood up, muttering softly in his mouth, his hands gradually emitting purple light, and the purple light became more and more intense. Finally, I could no longer see the hands of the Great Prophet. I saw a purple glow on the wrist.
The Great Prophet hung his hands over Li Zhenbang's body, and then began to shake it lightly, as if scanning Li Zhenbang's body.
After a short while, the light on the hands of the big prophet gradually dissipated, revealing once again his small hands that looked like beautiful jade.
"Great Prophet, how's it going?" Hualang walked to the Great Prophet's side and asked softly.
"It's troublesome, but fortunately, I should be able to save his life, but..." The big prophet hesitated a little, glanced at Li Zhenbang who was still sleeping, and then quietly said to Hualang: "It's just alive. I can’t guarantee what it will look like in the future."
"What do you mean? Is it possible that he can still become a vegetative?" Hualang frowned, is this big prophet reliable?
Although the usual big prophet was secretive, when things came across, they would always go straight, even for the tribe's sake, but this little fox and big prophet was a bit abnormal.
"Oh! I'm afraid... forget it, let's talk about it when he gets better! In case my worries are unnecessary!" The little fox shook his head.
"Big Prophet, can we just stop talking and just say half? One of my bystanders is about to make you break down. If this is let the person know, then it will be fine?" Hualang scratched his head and said helplessly.
He didn't dare to be presumptuous to the big prophet anymore. It was because he didn't know it before, and it was excusable. Now he knows it. If he does that again, it will be against the big prophet, that is, with the whole orc, and the whole evening The Federation can't make it through.
"I'll know at that time. If everything is fine, the best is possible. Even if something goes wrong, I can save his life, so you don't have to worry about it!" the big prophet said firmly.
Hualang thought for a while, then nodded and fell silent. The most important thing now is to save Li Zhenbang’s life. As long as Li Zhenbang is still alive, other things will not be so important for the time being...
"Zhenbang, you are really awake! You are going to scare me to death! How are you feeling?" Seeing Li Zhenbang slowly opened his eyes, the flower wolf jumped over and looked at Li Zhenbang nervously.
This time, Li Zhenbang did not jump up in shock. After his eyes slowly focused, he looked at the nervous-faced Hualang and asked in a very soft voice, "Where is this place?"
"This is Haifeng City, a coastal city in the Twilight Federation. You are safe now. It's great that you can wake up! I thought... I thought..." Hualang's voice was choked, "Forget it Forget it, don’t say it, don’t say it, just wake up, just wake up!"
"Big Brother Hualang, how long have I been?" Li Zhenbang said as he struggled to sit up, but his body was not at his disposal now, like noodles, limp.
"Zhenbang, you have been in a coma for three days this time!" Hualang stretched out three fingers and said nervously.
"But the big prophet said, if you can't wake up within five days, it will be a little difficult to wake up again." Hualang stretched out five fingers again, and said with some fear.
"Fortunately, you are awake now. I will report to the Great Prophet now. You can take a break!" Hualang excitedly helped Li Zhenbang tuck the quilt, and stood up and left to report to the Great Prophet.
"Wait...wait a minute!" Li Zhenbang hurriedly shouted when he saw Hualang leaving.
However, Li Zhenbang's body was already weak. After shouting, his breathing became abnormally rapid, his chest seemed to be crushed by a large stone, and he was a little out of breath, and there was a feeling of being torn everywhere in his body.
"Zhenbang, what's the matter? Don't scare me!" Hualang hurriedly stopped and rushed back to Li Zhenbang's side, looking at Li Zhenbang with some bewilderment.
"No...it's okay..." Li Zhenbang gasped violently, "First...first go...save my master! I...I...it's okay...whoop...whoop..."
"You mean, did you find a mature soul fruit?" Hualang looked at Li Zhenbang in disbelief.
To be honest, he didn't have any hope for Li Zhenbang to find the Soulless Fruit at first, and his complete return from the Abyss of the Undead was beyond his imagination.
"Yes, hold on... hold on... time... time..." Li Zhenbang tried to make it clear, but the more anxious he was, the more uncomfortable he was to speak, the more rapid his breathing, and his face was a little purple, as if he couldn't breathe. coming.
"Don't worry, relax, take a deep breath! I understand what you mean! Where is the soul fruit? You give it to me, I will go to them now, and I will definitely help you save your teacher! But you also promise me, Take care of your injuries, don't worry, time is still too late!" Although Li Zhenbang spoke very hard, Hualang still understood it, and how could he be there at the time.
"Thanks...Thank you..." Li Zhenbang nodded slightly, and a small purse that looked ordinary on the table suddenly flickered, and a round shape with no special fruit appeared on the table.
"Please...please...hurry up...hurry up..." After all this, Li Zhenbang felt very tired and his eyelids had already started fighting. "Thank you... thank you..." The words were not finished yet. Li Zhenbang passed out again.