The Prophet Fish looked at the Creator with fear in its eyes.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Have you found a way to heal the Creator's body? Little fish. "
Seeing the Prophet Fish come out, Yan Ran ran over and looked down at it cutely. If others saw her cute and playful look, they would love her even more.
"Uh …" The Prophet Fish opened its mouth, wanting to say something, but stopped. It knew that the Creator was not someone to be messed with. From the fact that the Creator was able to harm it through time and space, it was clear that the Creator was not an ordinary person. If it leaked the Creator's information, the Prophet Fish might die here.
If it didn't tell it, it would die!
The Prophet Fish couldn't do anything about it. Yan Ran was watching her from here.
If he was not careful, it was very likely that he would die right now.
It was also very anxious!
How did it meet these two people?
One was someone it couldn't mess with now, and the other was someone it couldn't mess with in the future. It wouldn't end well if it offended either of them.
It was also a little worried!
Why did I encounter these two monsters for no rhyme or reason?
The Prophet Fish finally survived the transformation world, but now it had to choose between life and death.
It didn't know if the Prophet Fish knew too much, which was why it was in such a difficult situation.
But it had to tell Yanran. It couldn't refuse anymore.
"Ahem …" After sorting out its thoughts, the Prophet Fish knew that there was no time to waste. Since one was trouble in the present and the other was trouble in the future, the Prophet Fish had to deal with the current problem first before thinking about other things. Even if it might die in the future, it would be better than dying now.
After making up its mind, the Prophet Fish opened its mouth and said to Yanran.
"It's like this, Miss Yanran. Miss Creator's calf will definitely recover, and her strength will be unprecedentedly strong. I reckon that even if the world comes, it won't be able to cause any harm to Creator. Creator is definitely the strongest person I've ever seen."
"Really?" Yanran looked at the blonde beauty in her arms suspiciously. Yanran knew that the Creator was strong, but Yanran couldn't tell how strong she was. She didn't know what would happen in the future, but it was good to be strong.
Every world was like this. Only with great power could one be more free, and only with great power could one feel like they came from a place where the world couldn't restrict them.
Since the future masters of creation could become very strong, Yanran didn't have to worry about the masters of creation not being strong enough to continue hurting themselves.
Yanran nodded and continued to ask.
"What's next? What's next? When will the Creator's body recover, and what does she use? Can you tell me? "
"This … this …" Looking at Yanran's hopeful eyes, the Prophet Fish didn't want to lie to Yanran, but she was just a little fish that was afraid of death. She looked at Yanran and said sincerely. "I'm sorry, my energy doesn't seem to be able to see more things, and the time element is not very stable.
"I'm sorry, my energy doesn't seem to be able to see much, and the time element isn't stable. Even I can't see anything within the time limit. I can only get a rough idea. Miss Yanran, I'm sorry that I've let you down. I hope you won't make things difficult for me. I have no other choice. My Prophet Fish clan isn't that powerful, and I can barely get some opinions on certain things. I really can't do more than that."
"Mm, mm ~ That's enough, that's enough. You can leave now!" Yanran didn't make it difficult for the Prophet Fish. She didn't know how the Prophet Fish saw that Yanran wanted to kill it, but it was already helping Yanran. Why would Yanran make it difficult for it?
And it was enough. Since she already knew that the perfect pair of feet of the Creator could be restored to their original state, Yanran was satisfied.
She looked at the sky in the distance and continued to ask the Creator.
"Then, Creator, where should we go now? Now, you should know that your feet are fine. I can definitely help you recover to your original state. I wonder where we are going next. Are we going to find something to repair your legs? "
"Of course! What's wrong? Yanran, do you want to abandon me here? It's hard for me to survive alone! Not to mention in this state. "
The Creator shook his legs and an uncomfortable feeling came over him, causing his body to shiver uncontrollably.
"Alright, alright … I got it, I got it … Let's hurry up and set off! No one can leave you here. Let's go to other places and see if there are any treasures that can restore you. Let's go, let's go. "
Yan Ran was a bit afraid of the Creator. Whatever the Creator said, she would do. Yan Ran immediately set off, ignoring the tired Prophet Fish that was lying on the ground.
Sometimes, Yanran didn't have a mind of her own. She just listened to what others said.
Anyway, Yanran wasn't afraid that she couldn't complete it, and she wasn't worried that she would go back on her words.
In this world, there was really nothing that Yanran couldn't complete, and there was no monster that she couldn't defeat.
So what if she didn't have a mind of her own!
They were all girls anyway, and she wouldn't be the one at a disadvantage in the end.
If it was a monster, Yanran would jump up and punch it back to the grandma's yard.
Moreover, as a boy, he only needed to jump out to protect the person he liked at the crucial moment.
He needed to give them a sense of security, and not some messy things.
After leaving the prophecy, he walked down a random path that the Creator had pointed out. He didn't know what was in front of him. At this time, it was time to take out the map and take a look. Although the world had changed, the things in the past were still recorded in the books. They couldn't run away. Yanran could also see what strange things were in the place she was going to, and it would also help the Creator recover.
After Yanran left, the Prophet Fish quickly stood up and slipped away.
How could it not know how the Creator's legs were healed?
But there were times!
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