Chapter 203

I didn't expect humans to recognize us. "Old Sama seemed to be thinking about something.

Yan Mo was shocked. Could it be that the Feng Clan are all soul-returning trees? If this is the case, if the records about the Soul Returning Tree in his original world are true, and if this news leaks out, how long can the Feng clan survive here?

Old Sama seemed to see what Yan Mo was thinking, and he said lightly: Only Sama of the Maple family can be called a soul-returning tree. "

Yan Mo has always only thought of people as bad, and almost immediately understood what Old Sama was worried about. Although Yuan Zhan was here and he had broken through to level five, he did not dare to underestimate this old man who had lived for an unknown number of years. Sama, even if he can attack the Feng Clan with the fruit of witch luck in his belly, it must be a lose-lose outcome. Unless it is necessary, he never wants to do this, not to mention that his son Dudu is probably hidden in the fruit of witch luck. The soul, which made him even less dare to use the fruit of Wu Luck easily.

I have no ill will towards you. "Yan Mo didn't blushed when he said this, he didn't really have any ill intentions, he just wanted to make some jiāo jiāo with old Sama.

All my knowledge comes from the dream of the ancestor god, old Sama, I haven't told you my name yet, my name is Yan Mo, and now I am the priest of the Jiuyuan tribe. And the one lying beside me is the leader of our Jiuyuan tribe. "

Ancestor God! You..." Old Sama made a chant-like voice in surprise.

We are not here to invade, to attack, but to save people. Do you know the original tribes living in this land? They were united and attacked by large tribes such as the She Clan, the Sun Bai Clan, etc., because the fruit of witchcraft grew in their tribal territory. "

Then you are for the fruit of witch luck? "There seemed to be some disappointment in Old Sama's voice.

No," Yan Mo shook his head. When we went to save people, we didn't know about the fruit of witch luck, and the Yuanji tribe didn't even know that such a great thing had grown in their own territory. We went to save people because of the original war. , our leader of Jiuyuan was originally a warrior of the Yuanji tribe."

Yuan Zhan's eyelids moved, and he could feel someone looking at him. But other feelings were very vague. At this time, he seemed to be half asleep. He knew that he was talking to people outside, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. He wanted to listen carefully, but his vague consciousness refused to support him.

Is that the smell? Yuan Zhan struggled in the depths of his consciousness. He consciously wanted to stay away from the aroma, but his body instinct made him reluctant to leave the aroma.

Seeing that Yuan Zhan was sleeping comfortably, Yan Mo withdrew his gaze and continued: "It was also a coincidence that I got the fruit of witch luck. You mentioned the Kunpeng people with human faces before, so do you know the mountain gods who live on Tiangui Mountain? "

I know it, there is a Kunpeng bloodline that likes to raise their children there. Has that little guy grown up? When I first saw it, it was still an egg. "Old Sama brought out a little smile.

It just came out of a hibernation. "Speaking of Jiufeng, Yan Mo also had a natural and gentle smile on his face. Now that he has grown up, his ability is comparable to that of a fifth or sixth-level warrior. He likes to bully large animals, but he is still a child, and he is mischievous." very."

Sounds like you know him well? "Old Sama's voice returned to the kindness it was before. It has lived for too long and has seen too many intelligent creatures. Even the most cunning Celestial Fox seems to be transparent in front of it. The boy on the other side is like a parent talking about his child. The tone of his voice made it smile, and it also made him feel a little favored towards the young man from the bottom of his heart.

Um. "Yan Mo said helplessly: In its eyes, I was probably raised by its family."

Ha ha. "Old Sama smiled. If it was just plain and indifferent to Yan Mo before, it was entirely because he had the fruit of witchcraft in his body and hoped that he could properly raise the son of life. He was kind to him, but now it is really right." This young human boy developed a favorable impression.

My fruit of witch luck is a gift given to me by Jiufeng. It sees the fruit of witch luck suddenly emerge from the ground and bloom and bear fruit during the time when the sun disappears and reappears. It thinks it is a good thing, so It was snatched from the hands of the humans who robbed the fruit of witchcraft. That little guy, he likes to use it as a gift to me if he has something good or something he has never seen. "Yan Mo didn't notice how soft his eyes were now.

You know what happened after that. After careful consideration, the chief of the Yuanji tribe decided to give up the original territory and follow us back to Jiuyuan. I was instructed by the dream of the ancestors and found two ways to go to Jiuyuan. One needs to cross the Black Forest, and the other is where we are now. Go, take a detour from the extension of the Black Forest. But when we came here, we met you. "

This is God's guidance. "A thick root with a long knot like a dragon sticks out from the darkness, twists and twists at the edge of the water pool, and slowly turns into the image of the tree man that Yan Mo saw before, but the color of the tree man's crown is not so green. The lighting here is also not very good, it looks a bit like purple black.

Old Sama. "Yan Mo put his right hand to his heart and bowed his head to the old Sama.

Old Sama stretched out a branch similar to a scepter and nodded to Yan Moxu, child, since you already know that this is the seedling of the Soul Returning Tree and the future Sama of our clan, what are you going to do? "

The detailed introduction of the guide will probably tell him how to do it, but the +300 scum value also makes him unable to make up his mind for a while. Besides, is the guide so messy? Since it has already proposed that he should deduct all the 100 million scum value so that Dudu can return to him

Side, how could he resurrect Dudu when he lost less than 50,000 points?

He had no idea that the guide would let him take such a big hole.

Even, he felt that the appearance of this fruit of witch luck was like a carrot tied to the front of a donkey. It was only aimed at improving his subjective initiative and tempting him to work harder to reduce the scum value.

Give hope first, and when he feels that he can't accomplish the goal and almost gives up on himself, then throw out the actual temptation, a little bit, a little bit, using whips and honey together, telling him to let him be willing to "reform" .

Maybe raising a son of life is one of the necessary processes for him to get back Dudu?

Yan Mo suddenly thought that if he had escaped from the Yuanji tribe early, would he have missed the fruit of witchcraft?

If he did not promise Yuan Zhan to save people together, did the fruit of witch luck fall into the hands of priests of other races?

In the same way, if he didn't have good intentions and brought Yuanji's people back to Jiuyuan, he would not have walked to the edge of the Black Forest, nor would he have entered the Black Forest to meet old Sama.

If he can't see old Sama, he may be tempted by the fruit of witch luck to carry out wrong parenting, and Dudu, who he always thought was an auditory hallucination, will also be killed by his wrong parenting method...!

Thinking of this, Yan Mo was in a cold sweat.

The guide is so fucking cunning! If he didn't do good deeds", does it take him a long time to see Dudu? Maybe after the 100 million scum value is reduced, the guide can throw out a sentence: Your son is in the XX tribe, and now he is dying.

And if he wants a son, he must first fight the qiáng tribe that got the fruit of witch luck, and after regaining the fruit of witch luck, he has to think about purifying the fruit of witch luck, and then search the world for intelligent creatures who know how to purify, and then ...I don't know how long it will take before he can make the fruit of Wu Yun incarnate into the son of life.

And the most terrifying and unacceptable thing is that the guide told him: your son used to be by your side, but you killed him with your own hands, and now you want him to come back, you can only kill the fruit of the witch luck now, wait A new fruit of witch luck is born.

The corners of Yan Mo's mouth twitched, he felt that the guide can really do such a thing.

child? "Old Sama didn't get a response for a long time, thinking that he was doing a fierce ideological struggle.

Yan Mo raised his head, can you revive my child? If you can do it, I swear to the Ancestral God that as long as my bloodline continues, I will always be the best friend of the Feng family. My bloodline and I will protect the Feng family. I myself promise you three conditions, as long as I can It can be done, as long as it does not violate the will of the ancestors, any conditions are fine. "

This is definitely the biggest promise Yan Mo has made in his two lives.

Old Sama couldn't help but be moved. He could sense that the human boy on the opposite side was serious.

We do have a way to bring the dead back to life. "Old Sama admitted this, but we can only revive the deceased who have just died and within three days at most, and the body of the deceased needs to be as complete and fresh as possible. In addition, when the resurrected deceased dies again, it will never be There is a possibility of resurrection."

Yan Mo had already guessed, how could the guide allow him to easily achieve his goal? Although he had already guessed it, he couldn't help being disappointed and lost.

You don't have to be so sad. "Old Sama felt the deep sadness and couldn't help comforting him. Your child's situation is different from others. Since the ancestors let his soul hide in the fruit of witch luck, maybe it is your mission to raise the son of life. When the fruit of witch luck incarnates, your child will come back."

Yan Mo also reinvigorated his spirit. That's right, hope is by his side. Now this situation is the best.

But now there is a problem, there are probably two consciousnesses in the fruit of witch luck, and one of them is likely to hurt my child. "Yan Mo looked at old Sama with longing eyes, is there any way to get rid of that evil consciousness and leave only my child? That consciousness hid when it approached little Sama, you have a way. right?"

Old Sama does have a way, are you willing to suffer for your child? "

I do! "Yan Mo said without hesitation.

Old Sama was hesitating, it would be painful, and I don't know if it would work, you might lose your soul in endless pain. "

Oh, nothing, he has been treated by the guide nüè to the point of becoming arrogant, and the pain may be better for his health. Yan Mo smiled, I am willing to try. Tell me, old Sama, what do you want me to do? "

I need to plant a branch of mine into your body. "