You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!

Fu Wei held the chaotic brain and walked down the tree in a step-by-step manner, staring hard at the old tree.

This is an old banyan tree, with its branches and leaves. The canopy is like a huge green umbrella that is stretched out to cover a thick shade. I don’t know how long it has been, and a person with a thick stem can’t hold it.

Looking up, there was a red and yellow glazed tile between the gaps of the twigs. The sun shone in the sunlight. He was dizzy when he was in the afternoon sun, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen it.

He is looking at the old banyan tree, and the old banyan tree is also looking at him. It has been alive for many years, but there are not many people or things that can be remembered, but he remembers everything related to Mudan.

When he was young, Mudan saved his life. Later, he grew up in this palace. With his own consciousness, Mudan also occasionally came to sit under the tree and taught him some tricks of cultivation. Later, he did not know. For a long time, Mudan came to say goodbye to him and said that he would resign from his hometown and he might not see it in the future.

It was still young at the time, and I always felt that Mudan was a peony flower demon. It was so long that I would always see it. But who knows that it grew from a young tree to a towering tree, but never seen Mudan again, and never heard of a little bit of Mudan.

Originally thought that I could never see it, but I did not expect to meet again at this time.

The old banyan tree was a little excited and happy. Seeing that Fu Hao had watched him for a long time and did not speak, he finally couldn’t help feeling, and he trembled and said: "Mudan, you look a little different from before."

Fu Yi, who is trying to think back, suddenly looked up. "What do you call me?"

The old banyan tree is a bit stunned. It hasn’t been spoken for a long time. It’s a bit stuttering for a while, “Mu, Mudan.”

"You are not coming to see me? You don't know me?" When the last sentence was old, the old Banyan tree was a little sad, and yes, it has been so many years, and Mudan could not recognize it. It is normal.

Fu Wei was purely awkward. He didn't understand why the old Banyan tree would call him the name of the ancestor, and he finally remembered where he had seen the old banyan tree. Before he suddenly fainted, dreaming of his ancestors in his dreams. That time, there was this old elm tree.

"I am not Mudan, Mudan is my ancestor," Fu said cautiously: "Do you know him? And how do you think I am an ancestor?"

He saw Mudan in his dreams, completely different from his long.

The old banyan tree stayed, and after a long while, he reacted and said, "You are not Mudan? But you are... You are his breath."

The grass and the monster have their own breath, the appearance may change, but the breath will not change. This young man is clearly the breath of Mudan.

"You just said that Mudan is your ancestor?" The old banyan tree pressed his emotions and asked as calmly as possible: "Is he still okay?"

Fu Hao vaguely heard its expectations, but the ancestors had long since passed away, only to tell the truth, "The ancestors have passed away for a long time."

"How is it possible?!" If the old banyan tree is thundered, Mudan told him that he is a peony-like shape in the mountains. The opportunity of the transformation is rare for a thousand years. As long as he continues to cultivate, his life is endless.

And for many years after that, it has indeed not heard of the cultivation of grass and wood. How can people like Mudan die easily?

The response of the old banyan tree proves that Fu has always been conjectured. The ancestor is not really a human being. He has a psychological feeling of this kind of feeling. Perhaps the abnormality in his body is related to the ancestors. It is only the genealogy record that the children of the ancestors were adopted and had no blood relationship. Why did they have the ability of the ancestors when they arrived here?

He quickly thought about it and tried to ask the old banyan tree. "I may have inherited some of the strength of my ancestors. Do you know why?"

The old elm tree has not come out of frustration, and it is strange to say: "What power?"

Fu Wei did not explain, tried to put his hand on the branches of the old banyan tree, the same warm current gathered from the chest to the fingertips, the branches of the old banyan tree suddenly trembled, the leaves fell down, the old voice almost broke The sound, "This is, this is the origin of Mudan!"

The so-called source is the place where they gather the essence of the sun and the moon during cultivation. After a long period of scouring and scouring, a nucleus is formed. This nucleus contains most of their power. Without the source, it is not far from death.

The source is not all there, only the big demon who cultivates and transforms like Mudan. These are what Mudan once told him. Mudan said that his origin is hidden in the flowers. He once showed it to him. It is a fruit. The old banyan tree also knew how much Mudan was there. Powerful, his origin can be taken out.

But now the source is in front of the young people, Mudan is really gone.

The only luck of the old Banyan was finally shattered, and some sad questions asked: "Are you a descendant of Mudan? How did Mudan die?"

"The end of life is dead." Fu said: "After the ancestors and their companions retired from Sifang Town, the two were very loving. They lived until they were 90 years old and died at the same time. In the middle they adopted a child. This child later became a biological child and only had Fu Jia. ""

The old banyan tree was very embarrassing for a while. He knew that Mudan was willing to be with the individual, but he didn’t know that he would go to die with the human being. What happened in the middle, he didn’t know, but he wanted to go to Mudan’s cultivation. Deep, no one can force him.

"So, do you know what this power is in me?" Old Banyan has not answered his question yet, he can only ask again.

"You put your hand on again." The old Banyan tree was silent for a while.

Fu Yan said to put it on, the fingertips are still the feeling of warmth.

"It is the source, you are the descendant of Mudan, it should be influenced by the source, and some blood is awakened." Lao Yushu said to him: "You said that the child was adopted by Mudan, but I felt it in you." Mudan's blood."

Fu Yan is amazed.

The old banyan tree slowly said: "The source is in your chest position. The origin of Mudan is a fruit he has made himself. It is not surprising that he can bear children."

He remembered what Fu Wei said, Mudan died with his partner, and most of the fruits of that origin grew up. Mudan used all the children to cultivate two children.

Fu Hao subconsciously touched the chest, but only touched the long life lock that he wore when he was a child. He asked the most worried question. "So... Will this source have an impact on me? Will I also become a monster?" ”

The old banyan tree smiled deeply. "Where is it so simple, people are people, demon is a demon, demon is not allowed in the heavens and the earth, how many years have come out with a Mudan. You are now just because the blood is similar, unconsciously used Mudan The source of power is gone."

When I heard the words, Fu Xiao suddenly let go of my heart and seriously thanked the old Banyan Tree.

He also wants to say when, the distant Chu Xiangtian found out to call him, he paused, said to the old Banyan tree: "I will come back to you later," and then hurried back.

Chu Xiangtian saw him go out to breathe, but he did not come back for a long time. He worried that he had an accident and found it. He saw him standing in front of the big tree and didn’t know what he was doing. He called him.

"How come out so long?" Chu Xiangtian touched his cheek.

Fu Hao looked back at the silent old banyan tree and took Chu Xiangtian back to the temple. "When I go back, I will tell you again."

The banquet was only scattered at night, and Fu Xin was filled with things. He was not drunk when he was in the dark. When he returned to Houfu, he took Chu Xiangtian into the house, and even the Defu who wanted to keep up was rushed out.

Carefully close the doors and windows, Fu Fu untied the cumbersome clothes belt, revealing the small half-white chest.

Chu breathed a sigh of relief to the sky, and pinched his back neck and gently rubbed it. "So anxious?"

Fu Hao of the **** belt realized that he wanted to smash, and the fierce smashed him and pushed him away. He lowered his head and muttered: "Don’t make trouble, tell you something right."

Untied the heavy dress, Fu Shuguang went to the upper body, pressed his finger on the chest, and found no difference. "The old banyan tree of Yu Garden knows Mudan ancestor. It says that I have the origin of my ancestors. So there will be these strange abilities."

Chu Xiangtian put away the look of laughing, the palm of his hand stuck on his chest, feeling the rhythm of the palm of his hand. "What else did it say?"

Fu Yan said to him, and he still pressed it on his body. "But there is no strange place."

Chu Xiangtian looked at his body, his brows tightened, as if he was thinking.

Fu Wei was still whispering in confusion, but he heard him suddenly ask: "Is the old banyan tree on the chest?"

Fu Hao nodded. "It says so."

Chu Xiangtian reached out and held the long life lock just hanging on his chest. He guessed: "Is it a chest that is likely to be this long life lock?"

Fu Yiyi, surprised and widened his eyes, suddenly remembered a long time ago.