Chapter 1745: Not worthy, not worthy, not worthy

Style: Fantasy Author: Seeing the moon on the first day of the lunar monthWords: 2366Update Time: 24/01/11 23:13:44
Is there anything more heart-wrenching than risking one's life and not even daring to tell the truth, and can only beg cautiously?

Yin Nian felt that this scene was heartbreaking, at least as a bystander, she couldn't help but cast her eyes on the young man when the image of the White Lady was engraved into her soul.

What about the mother tree?

Yin Nian closed his eyes slightly.

The scene in front of him split apart, and the roar of the old king gradually faded away.

Those families who wanted to take advantage of Bai Xun's potential were severely suppressed by the amazing strength and potential he showed.

Instead, he pushed Bai Xun.

He completely pushed his mind to the mother tree. The less he didn't want to care about some things, the more he would care about them.

"Fool."

Yin Nian felt sad as he watched these people try their best to bring Bai Xun closer to the mother tree.

Yes.

Simply looking at the external conditions, there is indeed a huge gap between Bai Xun and the mother tree of the born god.

"Who's to blame?"

Yin Nian murmured: "Who didn't give the god full trust and love, and who trapped her in this place and prohibited her from contact with others. It's called protection, but it's actually semi-house arrest."

She has huge strength, absolute sense of responsibility, and a tolerant and warm heart. She is the most obedient chess piece under the illusion of heaven.

What does this look like?

"Your gods are crabs without shells." Delicious enough, yet soft and easy to eat.

It is conceivable that two people who are afraid of being alone get together every day, and one of them likes the other very much. It is no different from sitting by the fire in winter.

Everyone has the instinct to warm up.

He still stayed with the mother tree quietly, trying not to touch her.

He still feels inferior and gives up on himself.

Until one day, he went out to fight for the mother tree again.

This time he almost didn't come back. That was the battle that almost took away half of the old king's life.

He's getting better and better.

However, Lin Xiao, who was out for training, has been tied up by other things and has not been able to come back. Even the letters that he originally sent to Mu Shu and Bai Xun at least once a month are gone.

Bai Xun was in a coma for half a year, and it took a lot of medicine to bring him back from hell.

Perhaps the almost loss made the mother tree cherish this young man who has always been by her side and given everything.

The first day after Bai Xun woke up.

The mother tree stared at him without reproaching or affirming, but said something that had nothing to do with the war.

"Speaking of which, I don't have a name suitable for humans yet."

"I want to have a name now, a name that belongs only to me."

It turns out that this is where the name Fuzhi comes from.

What she wanted was probably not a name.

It is a source of fire and a warmer life.

The scene he saw at the beginning appeared again before Yin Nian's eyes.

"Fuzhi, can you call me Fuzhi from now on?"



"Fu Zhi? You really gave my teacher a very good name."

Under the dark night, the Zerg densely climbed on the resource land and plundered wantonly.

The White Lady's people are not far behind and are constantly competing with the Zerg for those precious resources.

"How old is Yaya now?"

Dinghuang's face was full of emotion, but his eyes were dark, "We Yaya are so cute, why do you hate me?"

"Isn't it normal for her to hate you?" Madam Bai said with a cold face, "Also, do you deserve to be called this name?"

"Hey, are you still playing this trick with me? You obviously don't know how many times you stabbed her." The emperor's eyes were cold and he looked at the clothes on his body. "Also, I told you, sir. I’m tired of wearing unisex clothes.”

"It's not like I'm guaranteed to see her today, so I'm excited for you."

"She won't come out, and neither will Yin Nian."

The light and shadow in Dinghuang's eyes flickered, "But Yin Nian will definitely ask her about the things between us. The child is so smart, the mother tree probably won't tell. If he does, it will depend on whether she can accept it. If she doesn't tell, it will be different from the mother tree. There will definitely be gaps between them, which are all good results."

White Lady's eyebrows moved slightly, "So what if you know? I actually don't understand why you insist on Yin Nian knowing our past. What impact will this have on our future war situation?"

"Didn't you notice?" Dinghuang stepped forward and spread his hands in the dark night, "You and her are particularly similar to her experience with Yuan Xinsui."

"It's very painful to have the wound torn open again."

The emperor's fingers tightened slightly, grabbing the last bit of night light, "I want Yin Nian to see clearly the nature of this world."

The war drums suddenly sounded loudly.

In the territory of the mother tree, the fire of counterattack ignited little by little.

It also illuminates the most massive matrix that connects heaven and earth.

There were constant figures rushing to the outside, resisting the insect soldiers.

"Look at these despicable and disgusting parasites." The emperor's black hair rolled in the strong wind of the last night. "It will not change for thousands of years. He calmly enjoys the protection of others, pays for it, and then takes it out of himself. Taking betrayal and suspicion as payment, they will never be grateful or obedient to their superiors.”

"They just have the body of a bug, but they are loyal."

"They just approved the human skin, but the soul is a blood-sucking parasite. Nothing is lost."

"Bai Xun, tell me, who is the insect and who is the human?"

The emperor's black hair flew in front of his eyes, blocking his sight. He grabbed it with one hand and tied it up with a golden crown. It was a young man's golden crown. There was a lingering smell of blood at the bottom of the crown, as if it had been deposited for thousands of years. .

The small words engraved are still clear.

Scenery and light phase.



"Mother tree, is it blooming?"

"Are you kidding me?"

In the dream, noisy sounds accompanied by a severe headache hit Yin Nian's nerves.

It was a single flower, growing on the highest branch.

White, small flowers, but flowers that have never existed before, breeding countless life sources and spiritual powers.

It consumes a lot of energy and energy from the mother tree.

That's not any subtree.

It's not a derivative either.

That is the fruit of life after passion, a complete body separated from her.

Maybe even inherit her talent entirely.

The conditions for the Tiandao tree to bear fruit are very demanding. First, the mother tree must be at its peak, and second, the mother tree must truly understand human emotions.

Any species in the world can reproduce.

Although the mother tree is a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, this is no exception.

What is endless is the future.

"Yes? Is it Bai Xun?" Everyone was surprised and surrounded the mother tree. They watched the mother tree continuously pouring the source of life into the young flower, and they felt frightened. What they needed was a powerful adult tree of Tiandao, and Not a seedling.

No matter how much they respect the mother tree on weekdays, at this moment when they saw the changes, they truly understood their inner worries.

They are afraid of change.

People are afraid of the unknown. When big changes occur, people will instinctively consider whether their own interests will be damaged.

more importantly.

Why!

"How can he be worthy of your liking? Are you attracted to him?"

It's like the stars are stuck in the mud.

"Not a good match! Not a good match! Not a good match!" They repeated these words mechanically.

I don’t know if it’s for the mother tree or for myself.