I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 952 Mao Yurou's Avatar No.

In fact, Mao Yurou used the spirit crystals for other legitimate purposes. She was the head of the family, and Yao Cenzi had given her the financial power a long time ago, and she managed it in an orderly manner. Yao Cenzi couldn't remember that Han Li's pocket money was missing because Mao Yurou's birthday was coming up, and he wanted to give her a surprise, so he had to use his own private money? If his own money was not enough, of course he took his apprentice's.

What Han Li didn't say was that when he heard Yao Cenzi talking about Mao Yurou's clone, this matter flashed through his mind very quickly and he suddenly remembered it clearly.

At that time of that year, they were still a loving family, and he was still a lively and outgoing child. On Mao Yurou's birthday, he prepared a surprise like his master, but he was already short of money and was robbed by his master... He couldn't afford the expensive ones, so he could only start with the mind.

He went to talk to Mao Yurou, wanting to ask her what she liked, but Mao Yurou was burning a painting. The paper burned very quickly, but he could tell at a glance. But he didn't take it seriously at the time, and Mao Yurou probably didn't see it either.

His eyesight is really good, but he has never shown it off.

Now, his intuition reminded him of this.

Yao Cenzi took him to find Fanlao and said to himself, "I don't believe it. It's impossible."

Fan Lao trusted Han Li even more, and immediately took the two of them to Old Longmei on Longmei Mountain to find the culvert.

The culvert is not difficult to find. There is a trampled path connecting it. There are also stone tables and stone chairs inside that were left by someone at some unknown time. It is indeed not a secret place.

When the three of them were checking carefully inside and outside, a tourist came over and asked with shining eyes: "Is there any treasure? Let's look for it together."

Han Li revealed his identity and said politely: "Looking for clues about the remnants, if you are interested, let's look for them together."

Immediately the other party's face turned green. Shuangyang Sect, do they dare to snatch the benefits?
He immediately left with a smile.

After searching for a long time, although there were traces left by many people, it could not be confirmed that they were related to Mao Yurou, and no secret space was found.

Yao Cenzi said: "I said, it's impossible."

Fan Lao looked at Han Li. Han Li believed his intuition: "The painting at that time-" A light flashed in his mind: "Lao Longmei!"

Both of their eyelids twitched.

Yao Cenzi: "This is even more impossible..."

Fan Lao: "Go and have a look."

The old dragon plum grows very large, about the same size as the white kiss, which is very rare as a plant. People who see it will exclaim: Is it going to become a spirit?

Although everyone knows the conditions for plants to become spirits, to be honest, there is not much favorable time and place here, and the spiritual energy is not stronger than other places. If the old dragon plum can become a spirit, it can only survive for many years.

In the mortal world, one can become a monster in three to five hundred years, but here, three to five hundred years is enough to do anything. Even a ten thousand year old tree is not rare.

Old Longmei has lived for more than tens of thousands of years.

After checking the tree trunk, there were no signs of it becoming a spirit or something strange.

However, Fan Lao had sharp eyes and used a trace of strange fire to follow the tree trunk and found a trace of abnormality deep underground. Following that trace of abnormality, the three of them circled around underground and came to an underground cave not close to Lao Longmei, inside which was a wooden coffin.

It was open and filled with spiritual liquid, and the person soaking in it had a face very similar to Mao Yurou's.

Yao Cenzi was slapped in the face. Mao Yurou just raised an avatar in Cunzhong Realm, and it was the place where they fell in love.

Although it's not the same thing, Yao Cenzi inexplicably feels like he's green.

"It's all green." Fan Lao glanced at Yao Cenzi and grabbed the outside of the coffin with his hand. The thick moss was lush and green. "She used the essence of the old dragon plum to nourish her clone. Is she trying to cultivate a wood spirit? If she hadn't secretly absorbed the essence, the old dragon plum would have become a spirit, right?"

Han Li: "Master, how should we deal with this?"

Fan Lao: "It would be a shame to burn it directly. Didn't she take advantage of Old Longmei? It is reasonable that she should return the stolen things, double the amount."

I had already glanced around when I came in. I don't know what Mao Yurou was thinking. There was only a lonely coffin here and nothing else.

Fan Lao stepped forward, condensed his spiritual power into a short sword and stabbed the clone's head.

As the tip of the sword stabbed down, the clone suddenly opened his eyes, let out a short scream, and then stopped abruptly.

Without letting Yao Cenzi take action, Fan Lao and Han Li shattered the spiritual energy in the clone and the coffin, and returned it bit by bit along the long tree root that was pulled over. Yao Cenzi was very depressed, but he still didn't believe him?

After returning the things, Fan Lao set fire to the place. The three of them went to see the old dragon plum tree, only to see that flower buds kept popping up on the tree's vigorous branches. Layers of white plum blossomed, and as they bloomed, they were squeezed out and fell off, and then another layer bloomed, and this continued for a long time.

A thick layer of plum blossoms on the ground suddenly flew up, swirled around the tree, and when they dispersed, they covered the three people.

Fan Lao shook off the plum blossoms on his body and said, "It is a blessing in disguise. The transformation is just around the corner."

He told Han Li: "We are destined to be together, so be careful and don't let someone with ulterior motives take advantage of you."

Han Li nodded.

Yao Cenzi stroked his chin and fantasized: "If I transform, I will definitely be a pink and tender little girl."

The two looked at the tree, then at him. To be honest, this fate started with Yao Cenzi. If he hadn't married Mao Yurou, Old Longmei wouldn't have suffered innocently.

Thinking of this, Fan Lao had an idea and started calculating with his hands behind his back.

Tsk.

"I'm afraid that Mao Yurou will use her clone from somewhere else to take revenge. Otherwise, you can live here and enlighten Old Longmei to protect its safety."

Yao Cen Zi was confused: "Will it?"

Although Han Li didn't know what Fan Lao was thinking, he obeyed instinctively: "Master, just listen to the master. I remember it was you who suggested coming here to see the plum blossoms."

Yao Cenzi: ...Are you a stubborn person who is here just to remember my faults?

"Okay, okay, I'll guard it, I owe it to you." Yao Cenzi was not happy, "It's just to open up a cave here, I have no objection, but you have to return my offerings to me, right?"

Fan Laozi couldn't hear it.

Han Li said: "Master, you have lived well these years, right? It shows that those are unnecessary things."

Yao Cenzi stared, "Listen, listen, is this what a disciple should say? !

He said, “You support me.”

Han Li nodded: "I will support you."

He said this with his calm and serious face, and Yao Cenzi couldn't get angry at all. He regretted it in his heart. This child was not like this when he was young. It was all his fault that his unhappy marriage affected the child's growth.

Alas, you have to bear the consequences of your own sins.

Three or two realms away, Mao Yurou swam out of the blood pool, washed herself, put on her clothes, and sat on the throne with an extremely gloomy face.

I have four clones. I thought I would never use them, but I didn't expect to lose two of them so soon.

"Fan Lao! Fan Lao!"

The armrest she hated had a dent in the hard material.

At this moment, all her enemies combined were not as hateful to her as Fan Lao. Her chest was heaving, and Mao Yurou took a long time to suppress the urge to kill him.

The four clones all have their own strengths. Of the two that were destroyed, one had sword bones and the other was a wood spirit body. As for the remaining two, the one that was raised in the blood pool was actually not bad either. It was even more conducive to practicing evil.

Cultivate evil, quickly.

"Fan Lao! I will fight you to the death!"

Mao Yurou shot a stream of blood-colored spiritual power at the opposite stone wall, causing white smoke to come out of the wall and corrode it.

"Hu, Qing——I will make you go through everything I went through!"

Hu Qing: You wish. Are you worthy?