"That's it." Teacher.
Yin Nian lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Hong Fei didn't notice Yin Nian's slightly uncomfortable look, and continued: "Only a few people know that Lingling was selected. Lingling herself has never known it."
"And my teacher's eldest daughter is really like her. She is a very good child."
"Knowing that my sister is going to be sacrificed, I have a burden on me at such a young age."
"If she can hold the real fire, my sister will survive. If she can't hold it, my sister will die."
"Poor that child hasn't had a day to rest since his sister was born."
"But Zhen Huo has never received the sacrifice, and the backlash will only double." Hong Fei asked, "You should recognize them. If my teacher still controls Zhen Huo, it means that Ling Tianning has not succeeded."
"He will not sacrifice his daughter, nor his sister, but the real fire bites back. Logically speaking, Ling Tianning should be seriously injured. He can't hold on for so long?"
"How did he survive?"
Yin Nian nodded slowly, but soon her eyes widened. How did she survive? Isn't it just relying on her father?
Speaking of which, when Uncle Lingkun fell, her father seemed... a little weird? !
She slowly turned around and looked at Hong Fei, opened her mouth, and a breath stuck in her throat: "Fuck!"
…
Within the territory of the mother tree.
The large pieces of captured fire marrow are frantically absorbing spiritual power.
Countless little flames are imitating the little clay figurines of Wanyu and turning into little fire figures one by one.
They jumped up in the air, sparred, exercised, meditated, and seemed ready to go.
The mother tree sat high on the branches, looking expressionlessly at the little fire man below, making sounds of "hey" and "ha" while rolling around on the ground.
Asang sat in the mud at the foot of the mother tree.
I didn't see her move for a long time.
He lowered his head, and his eyelashes were trembling violently all the time. His eyes were closed and opened for a while.
Eyes full of scarlet.
Her fingers were covered in deep red cuts.
Let's talk about how these wounds were formed... For example, at this moment, Asang, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and banged his fists against the mother tree, venting the overflowing emotions in his heart, including self-blame, regret, grievance, and anger. .
Her hands became pulpy, but the mother tree was intact.
After Asang beat his hand until it was bloody and bloody, he slowly became quiet again.
After a long time, she raised her head and asked the mother tree with red eyes: "Did you already know this?"
The mother tree is noncommittal.
"You all know that you only lied to me."
Her eyelashes were wet with tears and stuck together one by one. "I thought no one in my family liked me. I have always thought so for so many years."
"why did not you tell me?"
The mother tree looked at Asang calmly, "For your brother, not telling you is to protect you. A father who wants to put you to death is more dangerous than a father who is just partial to his own son. Isn't the former more dangerous?"
"And even if you knew, you were so young at the time, how could you hide it in front of your father?" She couldn't hide it well. In such a cold home, if she knew that her brother was good to her, she would always be unable to help but get close to him. It's really too dangerous when the beast father is watching with such eager eyes.
"As for me, I won't tell you because you are motivated with resentment. I don't think it's not worth it. Your current strength far exceeds that of your peers. This is all because you have a goal in your heart. There’s resentment.”
After the mother tree finished speaking, Asang slowly moved his lips, "You are really, as always."
"I only make the most valuable choices." The mother tree answered calmly.
"Alas!" A heavy sigh suddenly came from the side.
The mother tree turned her head and looked at the person sitting with her legs under the trunk at the other end.
It was Su Jiang.
Su Jiang didn't look much better than Asang now. He was holding his head in pain, and his whole body was almost overwhelmed by the little fire man.
The little fire people dragged him and kept chattering.
"Swallow! Swallow it!"
"It's weak!"
"Hurry up and let's eat it together!"
Fire marrow is actually another energy body born in the body of the real fire after suppressing the real fire for a long time. It originates from the real fire, but slowly begins to have its own independent consciousness and is not controlled by the real fire.
Su Jiang's face was livid.
He lowered his head to discuss with the little fire people, "We have just finished fighting side by side, and you are telling me to swallow things that have been passed down from generation to generation? You can't be like this!"
The little fire people said in unison, "We are not human!"
"Also, the top priority is to find my daughter! Why are you fooling around?" Su Jiang kept hitting the main limb of the mother tree with his head. If he had swallowed it before, he would still want to swallow it!
But doesn’t friendship between people only appear after fighting side by side again and again?
It can be considered a life and death experience several times.
And the current situation in Bailindi... Su Jiang banged his head against the trunk of the mother tree.
On the other side, Ah Sang somehow thought of the outrageous things he had said to Ling Kun before. He roared and began to smash his fist in frustration at the trunk of the mother tree!
Mother tree: "..."
Ruan Qingju looked at it from a distance, quite speechless, and sympathized with the mother tree, "Actually..."
She hesitated and said, "The mother tree has always had a good temper."
This didn't push the two of them away.
"There's nothing wrong with us here. Uncle Su Jiang can still control it for the time being." An Wan's face was slightly gloomy, "But over there in Bailindi."
She looked embarrassed and said, "I seem a little afraid of us now." She was afraid and repelled, but she suppressed her emotions because of the common hardship.
Fear of losing true fire.
I am also afraid of losing my support.
Even more afraid of the rising Wanyu raid.
An Wan looked up at the sky, "One corner of the original iron triangle began to collapse."
…
"You said? Where are you going?" Hong Fei almost spit out her tea.
He looked dumbfounded at Yin Nian who suddenly shot the case.
Yin Nian's face was very ugly, "Sister Hong Fei, you heard that right."
"It's probably going to be chaos out there now."
"We can't waste any more time here."
Yin Nian's eyes were bright, "Take me to the White Lady."
