Chapter 175 Phoebe's Remorse
Phoebe Tree's Remorse
The big tree was silent again, as if everything was reappearing before its eyes, "No, she..."

Fu Shixuan listened attentively, but stopped.Fu Shixuan curled his lips in displeasure, this tree can also play tricks on people!

"Then you are the only one who can talk to it in this forest?" Fu Shixuan pointed to the small straight tree next to him.

Dashu replied naturally: "Of course there are more than that. My children and grandchildren... well, I can't count them."

Dare to feel that this is an old ancestor!

"Grandpa," Fu Shixuan said respectfully, "How old are you this year?"

The old tree's eyes suddenly became cloudy, "I can't figure it out, but it should be hundreds of thousands of years old!"

The ancestor of the ancestor, the ancestor of the ancestor, Fu Shixuan immediately climbed on the branch and kowtowed to the old tree. Under the powerful life, she was completely convinced.

If there was one or two points of contempt before, at this time, Fu Shixuan was completely convinced.

For so many years, I must have witnessed the great changes of the sun and the moon, I must have endured the wind and rain, and I am still standing today. This is not an ordinary powerful life!
The old tree let out a "hehe" laugh, as if an old man's eyes were gone from laughing, and Fu Shixuan felt his eyes sore.

After being reborn in so many lives, she feels the vicissitudes of life. She always feels that she is alone in this world. Each painful memory often makes her thoughts confused. Living too long is not necessarily good.

So, sometimes, she would rather bury her in the ground than wake up!

However, she did not have this opportunity.

The person who gave it a little blood is probably gone!
"Grandpa, do you blame the person who gave you blood?" Fu Shixuan stretched out his hand to touch the rough bark and asked.

"No, when she saw me, she told me that one day she would come back and take me away." The old tree's expression was blurred.

"But you are just a tree." Fu Shixuan looked at the tree, and guessed that Yuanhe Dalu did not have such a thick tree, with a faint fragrance of nanmu. It is strange that this tree appeared in the mainland, and it was not divided up?

"Don't be afraid, she is so powerful, she will definitely take me away." The old tree was like a young man, his voice was full of joy.But then he suppressed it, "It's just that she hasn't come for so many years."

Suddenly, the old tree shook and said excitedly: "Can you let me see your face?"

Fu Shixuan was stunned, and then took off the mask generously, and then she felt that the trees became sluggish.

"I'm not her." Fu Shixuan was also infected by the old tree, and said slightly disappointed, "Can you tell me her name?"

"I don't know." The old tree lost his mind, but then said again, "No, I seem to hear that person call her weak. Yes, she is called weak!"

Regardless of Fu Shixuan being on the branch, the branch of the old tree shrank. Fortunately, the small tree next to him held the unsuspecting Fu Shixuan back.

"You can let go!" Xiaoshu said very unhappy.

Fu Shixuan let go of the hand she was holding tightly in embarrassment. The sudden emotional change of the old tree made her grab it casually, and accidentally inserted her finger into the trunk of the young tree.

"It hurts to death!" Xiaoshu's cry of pain drew several laughs.

Fu Shixuan lowered his head and stroked his eyebrows in embarrassment. He couldn't see the surroundings clearly, but he was sure that there were also descendants of the old tree.

She put on the mask, looked at the shrinking black mass on the opposite side, and asked Xiaoshu, "What's wrong with your grandpa?"

The little tree also became sad, and the leaves crumpled into several balls, "It's been too long, my grandpa always forgets some things, and he blames himself."

Fu Shixuan was silent.

(End of this chapter)

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