"Huh?" Xiang An frowned, stroked his beard, and immediately understood what Karna meant.
"Is it a familiar smell..."
"Gu probably understands why Karna, you feel familiar with Gu." Xiang An nodded and sighed softly.
"It should... be related to Gu's spiritual base."
"Lingji...you mean the concept?" Karna frowned slightly.
"Exactly." Xiang An nodded, "Gu was summoned, and the concept of elements that constitute Gu's spiritual foundation is the 'King of Hell'."
"Three thousand Yin soldiers and four ghost generals were born from this legend."
Xiang An took two steps forward, put one hand on his waist behind his back, straightened his chest and looked at the sky, stroking his beard and hunting with his cloak.
"King of Hell..." Karna stood not far behind Xiang An, looking thoughtful.
"You should be the great hero described in the Indian history of Mahabharata. Your bloodline is inherited from the sun god Surya." When Xiang An said this sentence, he looked very familiar.
"And you should know that Surya had other children before you."
It can be seen that Karna has a very good memory and named a lot of names.
"Yama was the first person to experience death, so he became the master of the afterlife. He is also called the King of Demons. Naturally, he can also be called the King of Hell." Xiang An explained to Karna, "Yama
Mo’s concept of [King of Hell] is one of the elements that constitute the basis of the solitary spirit.”
"In fact, not only Yama in India, but also Yama in Central Plains and Yama in Japan are all regarded as the concept of [King of Hell] and become part of the Solitary Spirit Base."
"...So that's it?" Understanding the doubts in his heart, Karna didn't react too much and just nodded lightly.
Yama was his elder brother, just his elder brother. Surya had many children. Karna and Yama were not familiar with each other. They only met once after experiencing death.
"It would be best if I could clear up your doubts." Xiang An did not regard himself as Karna's brother just because of this incident. He nodded slightly, "I still have important matters to attend to, so I left first.
"
"Turning!"
Following Xiang An's call, the snow-white horse jumped out of the waves coming from the void, stood next to Xiang An and shook his mane, which was very stinky and showy.
It knows it looks good and gives you a wink.
Turning on the horse, Xiang An pulled the reins of the galloping horse and nodded to Edison and Helena: "Please send a message to Shreveport after the president moves forward. Before that, the Guhui has been doing something."
Riverport awaits.”
"Well, you try to get more information to support the frontal war."
"Brother Gu Hui brought it to me." Xiang An lightly clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and started running at a gallop, reaching into the sky.
"...That horse can fly!?" Edison looked at Xiang An and Tuanchi, who had turned into a black dot in the sky, and once again fell into a state of uncertainty.
...
Jimia's eyelids trembled slightly, wrinkled, and then slowly opened a gap.
Then his eyes widened in an instant.
"Huh? I didn't leave?" Jia Mia scratched the back of her head and said with some doubt.
"Jimia, Jimia!" the little girl's excited voice came from beside Jimia, "You're finally awake, Jimia!"
"Ah, Fatima..." Jimia subconsciously rubbed the little girl's head with her fingers, "Ah? Fatima? Why are you here?"
"What happened? Why would I...sleep here?"
This is a wooden house, and it's an extra-large one, which just fits Jimiya's unusual body shape.
"Jimia was injured and then passed out." The little girl Fatima grabbed Jimia's finger happily, "But two beautiful big sisters came to the town and they cured Kimiya.
Ya, and then cured many people!"
"It's cured...you mean, a doctor has come to our town?" Jimia had an expression of surprise on her face, patted her chest, and made a dull voice, "That's great.
...The injured person was finally saved..."
"You are indeed the companion of that guy Ocean, the devilish hero, Jimia." A pleasant female voice gradually approached with a calm smile, and Lawrence appeared in the room, "How about it, there should be no other discomfort.
Alright?"
"This reaction... Are you a Servant? Did you save me?" Jimia touched her head and looked at Lawrence and said.
"Well, my master and I happened to arrive at that time. We saw this scene and rescued you." Lawrence nodded, "As for the other wounded and sick people in the town, Nightingale and I have already taken care of you."
Disposed of it, this should be the thing you care about most."
"That's good, that's good..." Ji Mia nodded and touched her belly, "But you are really powerful. I even think that a wound of that level can be cured."
Not big..."
At that time, he really felt that he was about to withdraw. His heart and spiritual core were exposed to that Noble Phantasm. If the battle had not continued, Jimia might have withdrawn.
Mori Nagako's servant is very weak, but also very strong. Kimiya wasted too much time cleaning up the Celtics, which resulted in Mori Nagako's abilities being superimposed.
"Sister Lawrence, thank you for curing Jimia." Fatima took Lawrence's slender hand with an innocent smile on her face.
"You're welcome, this is what sister should do." Lawrence knelt down and gently stroked Fatima's head, "Jimia is the hero who protected you. Since she is a hero, sister will definitely not let Ji Miya.
Mia continues to bleed!"
"Well! Jimiya is the strongest hero!" Fatima made a strong gesture.
Lawrence looked at the lovely Fatima and pursed his lips.
In fact, he and Harley once discussed whether to give Luo Song a sister or something after Luo Song was born. After all, Aunt Anna liked girls very much.
It's a pity that everything happened so quickly and quickly, causing Lawrence's life to undergo earth-shaking changes.
"Fatima, please go out first. My sister has something to say to Jimia." Lawrence stroked Fatima's head again and said softly.
"Yes, I understand." Fatima ran out obediently, leaving Lawrence and Jimia behind.
"You just said you have a master, are you here to solve this singularity?" Jimiya stood up from the bed, twisted his neck, and made a loud sound.