Cute Beast World: Beast Husband, Memeda!

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Slowly his eyes were extremely firm: "Yes!"

The Prophet’s tone was so flat that he could not hear any emotions: "Remember what you said."

Slowly now I just want to save Xiao Ba.

If her rebirth is based on sacrificing Xiaoba, she will live in self-blame for the rest of her life.

The Prophet said: "Before you save Xiao Ba, you have to go to the top of the mountain and pick a twin fruit."

"Twin fruit?"

"Well, it looks very distinctive. You will definitely recognize it after you see it. After picking it up, take it back here immediately. Whether Xiao Ba can be saved depends on it."

Hearing this, he slowly stood up and said, "I'm going to pick the twins!"

The prophet exhorted: "Remember, you must pick it alone. If someone else is there, it may not appear."

Slowly don't understand just one fruit, why are there these particularities.

But now that the Prophet said so, she nodded and responded: "I remember."

Slowly walked out of the temple, and saw blood plumes in the square outside the temple.

Seeing her look in a hurry, Xue Ling raised her eyebrows and asked, "The whispering between you and the prophet is finally over?"

Slowly not paying attention to the sourness in his words, she said: "I'm going to the top of the mountain to pick the twin fruit, you are here waiting for me to come back."

"Twin fruit? That thing is very cunning, it's not easy for you to catch it," Xue Ling paused, still unable to hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked, "What are you doing with it?"

"I want to save someone and need twins."

"I'll accompany you."

Slowly said: "I will do it alone."

The kindness was rejected mercilessly, and Xue Ling's face suddenly became a little ugly: "Why didn't you let me accompany you? Did the prophet let you do this?"

Explained slowly and quickly: "He said that I must pick the twins by myself, otherwise it will not appear."

"What do you believe in what he says?!"

Slowly showed helplessness: "I am anxious to pick the twins, what are your questions, let's come back and speak slowly, okay?"

Xue Ling flicked his sleeves and cursed: "You heartless thing!"

Even if you are scolded, you can only accompany the smiling face slowly: "My heart and lungs are all on you. If you despise me, you will return my heart."

Xue Ling hated her careful thoughts in his heart, but he was involuntarily coaxed to lose his temper by her sweet words. He himself felt that he was quite mean, so his tone became worse and worse: "If you want to get out, get out, see It's upset to you."

"Yes!" rolled slowly.

Seeing that she was walking without looking back, Xue Ling gritted her teeth secretly, she was really a female who didn't know what to do!

He stepped into the temple and saw that the prophet was still kneeling on the futon, his bright and handsome face looked more holy in the darkness.

Xue Ling fluffed her clothes casually, and sat down chicly, with a bad tone: "What did you trick her into picking twins on the mountain?"

The Prophet answered concisely: "Save people."

Xue Ling didn't believe it at all: "I've only heard that when a female is pregnant, if she has a dystocia, she can use the twin fruit to save her life. Is the person you want to save also a female who is pregnant with a child?"

"It's in its current state, it really looks like a fetus, and it needs twins to save its lives."

...

Slowly climb up the stairs step by step.

She has good physical strength now, and she walks very steadily every step.

The stairs that rose to the sky gradually became shorter at her feet, and finally she succeeded in ascending the mountain.

The space on the mountain is unexpectedly spacious.

In the middle position, there is a circular black stone altar with many complicated and ancient patterns carved on it. Slowly, he walked over and glanced at it, but he didn't understand anything.

Behind the altar is a square stone pillar.

There are many weird faces carved on the pillars, a green vine entangles the stone pillars and grows upwards, and the broad leaves fall down and shake with the wind.

Taking a step forward slowly, she vaguely saw a milky white fruit through the gap between the leaves.

She stretched out her hand and gingerly opened the blade.

There really is a fruit.

The milky white skin is probably a circle bigger than the palm of an adult orc. The fruit looks like a child. It has not only the head and body, but also the limbs. If you look closely, you can even see the facial features.

Slowly the first thought in my mind, I feel that this thing looks very much like the ginseng fruit inside.

She tried to reach out to touch the twin fruit.

She seemed to perceive that she wanted to get close to herself, and the twin fruit shook slightly and hid behind the blade, revealing only the small half of her head, quietly watching it slowly.

Slowly touched the empty space, had to withdraw his hand, and said warmly, "Hello."

The twin fruit cannot speak, but can only pronounce a single syllable like a baby: "Squeak~"

Seeing that it can still talk, she slowly became more surprised, and she asked: "Are you a twin fruit?"

Twin Guo made a "squeak", seeming to be answering her, yes.

Slowly asked: "Can you follow me?"

The twin fruit hesitated.

Explained slowly and patiently: "I need your help alone. That person is very important to me. Please help, okay?"

The twins made another "squeak".

After getting an affirmative answer, she stretched out her hands slowly and quickly, and the twin fruit released her small hand grasping the leaves, and gently landed in her palm.

It rolled in her palm and seemed to like the breath on her body.

Slowly rejoicing: "Thank you for your willingness to help."

Twin fruit: "Squeak~"

Slowly holding the twin fruit, walking back quickly.

Back in the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts, she touched the white and tender twin fruit in front of the prophet.

The prophet’s eyes were covered by shark gauze, but his gaze still fell accurately on the twin fruit: "Well, this is the twin fruit I want."

He asked someone to bring a pot, and then put the twin fruit in the pot.

The Prophet took out a bone knife and cut his wrist. Blood overflowed and dropped into the pottery basin.

Upon seeing this, Slowly Alleviating the blood plume showed a surprised color.

Slowly and quickly said: "Prophet, you are..."

The prophet said in a low voice without changing his face: "If you want to save Xiao Ba, you must use my blood as a primer."

The blood in the pots grew more and more, and the prophet's face became paler.

Slowly looking very worried, the prophet's body was not very good, and this time he released so much blood in one breath, I don't know how long it will take to recover his body.

It wasn't until the blood reached three-quarters of the pottery basin that the Prophet retracted his hand and wrapped his wrist with cotton cloth.

The twin fruit floats in the blood, strokes happily, and squeaks from time to time. It seems that he likes this kind of living environment.

"Let the twin fruit soak for a while, don't worry about it for the time being," the Prophet's lips could hardly see the blood, but the figure was still sitting very stable, "Slowly, you have to let your soul Back in your body, your blood is the last step to save Xiao Ba."