regret……

Regret?

Qin Su didn't know that he didn't regret it later, and he didn't have time to think about whether he regretted it. He only knew that his stomach hurt, intermittently, piercingly, so painful that he just wanted to hug his stomach and roll on the ground.

Fortunately, he still remembers where he is now, and he also remembers that no matter how embarrassed he is, he must maintain the majesty of his head.

The magic robe on his body has long been soaked by the blood that flowed from the wounds that could not heal. Now that the wounds have begun to heal, the blood stains on the robe cannot be removed.

However, the pain of all these wounds combined was not as good as the pain in his stomach.

The pain was so great that he couldn't stand still, so he had to move two steps towards the tree trunk, and put his back against the tree trunk, and then supported him to continue standing, and the hand hidden in the sleeve of the wide robe quietly touched the high and protruding belly.

This place has no longer recovered its original soft appearance, but has become tight and hard.

There was an explosion in Qin Su's head, followed by overwhelming dizziness, and the spiritual power in his veins frantically poured into his belly from all directions.

He closed his eyes, leaned his head against the tree trunk, and opened his mouth slightly, panting like a drowning person, as if this could relieve his physical discomfort.

Perhaps it really worked, or maybe it was a psychological effect. He felt that his condition had really improved, and he regained his voice. What he said was not something he would regret later, but his voice was hoarse and authentic. : "Your Majesty must be my sacred banyan tree."

The old voice sighed and said: "You barged in desperately, what do you want?"

again?

In Qin Su's memory, he had never been here before, why did the tree spirit have the word "again" in his mouth?

However, Qin Su didn't have time to worry about these things at this time. He had a premonition that it would be too late if he didn't talk about his own affairs, so he said: "I heard that the sacred tree has the ability to manipulate time and space, and can help people realize their wishes. May I ask the gods?" Can the tree abort the unborn baby for Qin, or help Qin return to the Yin and Yang Cave before September, and change the cause?"

This tree spirit seemed to know everything. During the long years, he watched the ups and downs of the entire Taoist sect, and was caught in a series of joys and sorrows.

There was another severe pain in the belly, and Qin Su's teeth chattered from the pain, and he almost couldn't stand still. There was only one thought in his mind: "Please help the sacred tree!"

The tree spirit didn't respond again.

Qin Su gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, bent his heart, bent his knees, and fell to his knees, with his hard belly pressing against the ground, insisting: "Look at Qin's Nianxi is the head of the Taoist sect, and he has to work hard if he has no credit, so I ask the sacred tree for help!"

Kneeling down, his brain roared again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, quickly gathered into beads, and fell drop by drop on the ground in front of his forehead, smearing dark depressions one by one.

No matter how painful or uncomfortable his body feels, he has no intention of getting up. There is only one belief to support him: this is his last chance!

The tree spirit sighed deeply again, and said again: "Fool..." Among the dense branches, a branch suddenly separated automatically, bent downward towards Qin Su, and tapped lightly on the back of his head, "This It's not that I can't do what you ask, but... God has the virtue of being good at life, since you insist on doing so, I will return the cause and effect to you, and everything is fate."

As the branches of the banyan tree came into contact with the back of Qin Su's head, a green aura entered Qin Su's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, scattered green light, softly comforting his consciousness, and at the same time, brought a long dusty, Strange yet familiar consciousness.

That was his own long memory, and it was once his own thought.

Stimulated by the return of consciousness, Qin Su finally couldn't hold on any longer, and finally his body turned sideways, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

The ancient sacred banyan tree on the side shook its dense branches, and bent down two more, trying to help Qin Su, but when the matter came to an end, the branches stayed on both sides of his belly, as if he couldn't do anything.

After a while, the two branches retracted with a "shua shua" and replaced by two people who fell from mid-air, Nie Mingyuan and Fang Hui.

The two of them read the past, and when the phantom disappeared, they both lost consciousness again. At this moment, they regained consciousness and stood firmly under the canopy of the banyan tree. .

The father and son, who have turned back from the ancient banyan sacred tree in the magic method of time retrospect, already know the ins and outs of the matter, and have already thought of countless ways to question Qin Su. Words, nothing can be asked.

How difficult is everything in it?Moreover, the premise of Qin Su's survival is the premise of all the big things.

The two people's eyes met, and they both saw thousands of complexities and helplessness in each other's eyes. However, with a tacit understanding, they raised their legs and ran towards Qin Su at the same time, as if they had made an appointment, and helped him up on the left and right. .

For the same person, father and son have such a tacit understanding for the first time.

Fang Hui bowed his head to check Qin Su's body, heal his wounds, and deliver spiritual power.

Nie Mingyuan raised his head and asked, "Dare to ask if the tree spirit is there? Nie Mingyuan, a disciple of the Taoist sect, pays homage to him!"

The ancient banyan sacred tree was silent, and it was obvious that he had no intention of communicating with the two of them. At this time, Qin Su, who was unconscious, suddenly stiffened his back, as if he had been greatly frightened, and then his whole body softened rapidly, his brows frowned tightly, and the corners of his eyes froze. , and unconsciously slipped a tear.

At this time, Fang Hui, who had been conveying spiritual power to Qin Su, suddenly raised his eyes to look at Nie Mingyuan: "He... broke the water."

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