"Ah......h

"Woo......"

Child.

A child, who looked to be less than ten years old, fell under an old tree.

His figure was terribly weak, like skin wrapped in bones, it was snowing, the wind was very strong, and the snow was piled up on the branches, a thick layer, but surprisingly not a single thing fell on the boy under the tree.

He looked very weak, if it weren't for the intermittent whimpering in his mouth, if it weren't for the thin white breath exhaled from the tip of his nose, such a child, lying in such a snowy day, would probably be treated as a corpse.

The snow did not stop, and the sky was dark, as if a black cloth had shrouded the city. Pedestrians on the street came and went, but they turned a blind eye to the figure that fell under the big tree.

A man dressed in gray and wearing a hood came from the snow. His body was covered with snowflakes, but he didn't have time to shake them off. He walked straight to the bottom of the tree and looked up at the tree, which was bare because it had lost its leaves.

"You're sad, aren't you?" the man asked softly.

His figure standing under a tree seemed so out of place with the hurried crowd of people in the streets.

But the snow was still falling, and the child lying on the ground looked up at the man with difficulty, and wanted to say something, but he could only let out a low moan of "ahhhhhh

The man did not look at the boy, he still looked at the old tree, and continued to say to himself, "You want to save him, right?"

The old trees that have stood silently in this city for hundreds of years suddenly shook slightly.

"I can help you. The man said calmly, as if he were talking to himself, but with such seriousness that he was really talking to something that others could hardly hear or see.

"But there are many more children like him in this city, and there will be more in the future, and I can't save them. ”

The old tree began to shake again, and the snow shook off the branches.

"You are born with spiritual roots, hundreds of years have passed, and you have also realized. No matter how long it is a hundred years, and as short as a jiazi, you can transform into a human form, and use your foundation to seek the position of a righteous god, or attach yourself to the Weishui Divine Kingdom and be a big demon. And if you want to save them, and save this city, you have to give up all these things, will you?" asked the man again.

The old tree fell silent suddenly, as if he was really thinking about a man's problem.

The man didn't rush, he stood there quietly, waiting for an answer.

The boy lying on the snow looked at everything in front of him like this, he couldn't make a sound, but he faintly felt puzzled and wonderful.

Suddenly, the old tree began to sway again.

The man who caught a glimpse of this situation smiled slightly, and he raised his head: "Do you understand? Once some things are done, there is no turning back." ”

The old tree continued to sway, as if in response.

"Good. The man nodded. And at that moment, the wind and snow suddenly fell, and the surrounding pedestrians hid their faces in the wind and snow, and after a few breaths, the wind and snow stopped, and the pedestrians suddenly found that the old tree standing in the middle of the street was gone......

......

They came to a snow-covered hill.

It was an amazing experience. But in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him changed suddenly, and the boy's eyes widened as he watched all this, and compared to the change of this space, the boy was even more surprised by the ancient tree in front of him suspended in mid-air along with its roots. He unconsciously stood up and let out an exclamation.

The sky is getting darker, or rather, it's getting darker and darker.

The boy suddenly became aware of where they were—and he looked sideways to see that the ancient city was to the east of them.

They came to Yin Dragon Hill in an instant!

Yin Dragon Hill is located in the west of the ancient Tong City of a mound, in the past this place has not even had a name, but with the Great Zhou to take Yu and stand, the ancient Tong City will be blizzard face, even if it is now March, this has not changed, some people say that the soul of the Yu family turned into a Yin Dragon, to find the living to ask for their lives, so there is this vision, and this place is the place where the world says that the Yin Dragon dwells, and this name comes from this.

The boy looked sideways at the man beside him, although he didn't know him, but the other party was able to take him and the ancient tree here in an instant, obviously not an ordinary person, the boy glanced at the man curiously.

The man stretched out his hand at that moment, and a cyan halo of light swept out of the man's body, enveloping the ancient tree suspended in mid-air. Immediately, the already dense root system under the ancient tree began to extend towards the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye under the shroud of the cyan halo.

In an instant they reached the surface, and the dense roots pierced through the thick snow on the mound, piercing into the ground, and extending underground, and the boy could clearly feel the vibrations coming from under the ground, like thousands of pythons moving through the ground.

After a full breath of time, the shaking finally stopped. Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, the boy had the feeling that the mound was still completely covered by the roots of the old tree.

At this time, the man beside him stretched out his hand again, and the cyan runes condensed, and were slapped into the trunk of the old tree, and the huge body of the old tree slowly fell, and finally sat in the third of this narrow mound.

Rise!

Faintly, the boy heard a wail like a dragon's groan.

The boy was still horrified by the strange sight he had never seen before, but suddenly he felt the man next to him looking at him at that time.

"I ......" the boy was a little scared, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

The man smiled slightly, looked at the trunk of the tree that shook off the snow around him and faintly began to grow new leaves, and said, "From now on, he will be the guardian saint of Gutong City." ”

The boy seemed to understand something, and he mustered up the courage to ask, "Will the snow stop?"

"Hmm. The man nodded.

"But it's fragile, and it's lost a lot to protect the city. It needs a man to protect it all the time, just as it protects the city. The man said, his gaze falling on the boy's look again, I don't know if it was an illusion, the gentle smile in the man's eyes seemed to ask him if he wanted to.

"How long will it take?" asked the boy.

"For a long time. At least seven hundred years. The man whispered.

The boy looked distressed: "But I won't live that long." ”

The man said, "You're dead." ”

"Huh?" the man's words in the calmest tone made the boy's red face instantly turn pale.

The boy suddenly thought of something, he seemed to be really going to die just now, he clearly didn't even have the strength to stand up, why suddenly he was alive again, he looked down at his hands, and then he found that his body was in a translucent state - he was a soul.

"Is it, then I can't keep it?" said the boy with a bowed head and some regret to himself.

At that moment, the man stretched out his hand and gently placed it on top of his head, and a golden light suddenly poured out of his body, enveloping the boy.

"Yes. He whispered.

......

"The immortals caressed my top and gave me immortality. Outside the ancient Tong City, in the Tong Forest, the old man muttered such a sentence and walked through the periphery of the Tong Forest.

He caught a glimpse of the huge ancient tree wrapped in the golden halo in the depths of the Tong Forest, as tall and dense as it had been seven hundred years ago.

He knew that the officials had arrived in Ancient Tong City, and soon this Tong Forest would lose his last protection. The old man was a little lonely, but also a little confused, seven hundred years was too long, so long that he was extremely weak, he sighed and leaned lightly against the ancient tree, like two old people who had experienced seven hundred years together were snuggling up to each other.

Suddenly, something slowly fell on top of his head, and the old man reached out and gently removed it and placed it in front of his eyes—it was a leaf, a yellowed page.

The old man's pupils dilated suddenly, and his body trembled slightly.

Seven hundred years.

It's been seven hundred years.

The tree has never shed its leaves.

......

"So, what about Sun Daren?" Wei Lai calmly looked at Ji Huanxi, who was shy of his daughter, and asked lightly.

"......" Ji Huanxi's eyes widened, and he looked at Wei Lai in front of him in disbelief. But this kind of surprise only lasted less than a moment on her face, and then the shyness on her face dissipated, and in a blink of an eye, it was replaced by a faint smile, and she scolded coquettishly: "Childe is really an elm head who doesn't understand the amorous feelings. ”

Unconsciously, the two of them had already walked to the door of the Yu Hou Mansion at this moment, and Ji Huanxi, who had said this, looked not far ahead with his eyes: "Now, aren't the son's friends all there?"

Wei Lai hurriedly raised his eyes to look, but the scene in front of him made the young man dumbfounded. Sun Daren and the three of them did not have the slightest appearance of being hijacked by those Ji Huanxi's companions as Wei Lai imagined, and the three of them were like little peasant women they had never seen before, and they were surrounded in front of the Hou Mansion with many people, pushing and pushing with those people, tiptoeing to see the situation in front of the Hou Mansion.

Wei Lai was a little angry, and looked at the woman next to him who seemed to be smiling, and he was angry with these three guys who only cared about watching the excitement and left themselves in the inn.

He was about to step forward and question his three unreliable companions, when a voice came from behind him.

"Rejoice. How are you with this guy. ”

When Wei Lai heard this, he looked back, but it was Ye Shengzi of the Qiankun Sect who was walking over with his group of disciples, and among them was Hu Fuxing, the head of the Hu family who had died yesterday. He caught a glimpse of Wei Lai, and his eyes suddenly burned with raging anger, unconcealed, as if he wanted to rush to Wei Lai immediately and twist off his head. And Ye Yuan, who was the leader, frowned, obviously not happy about this scene.

"I happened to meet, and I walked all the way. Ji Huanxi said lightly.

"It's very unfortunate to talk to a dead man. Ye Yuan stared at Wei Lai with a calm face and said.

Ji Huanxi lowered his head and bowed his head, but he was silent.

Wei Lai didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, turned around and was about to leave.

Wei Lai's ignorance made the anger piled up in Ye Yuan's heart burn more and more, he glanced at the food box in Ji Huanxi's hand and asked, "Huanxi, what are you doing with the food box?"

"Wei Gongzi likes the breakfast I cooked, so I sent some to him today. Ji Huanxi squinted his eyes and smiled.

Ye Yuan's face turned cold, in his memory, he had never enjoyed such a special encounter. His brow furrowed, but he didn't want the other party to see it.

He turned to look at Hu Fuxing, who was also angry and clenched his fists behind him, and asked in a low voice, "What about the master who helped you lock up Tonglin?"

Hu Fuxing recovered from the anger of losing his son, and he replied softly: "Master Shenlong has not seen his head at the end, and since he taught me this method, he has disappeared without a trace. ”

Saying this, Hu Fuxing's face changed, he gritted his teeth and said again: "Holy Son, I, Hu Fuxing, have lost two sons for the sake of Qiankun Sect, and the Holy Son must help my son avenge it." ”

Ye Yuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Hu Fuxing deeply.

Sometimes he really admires the man in front of him, and in order to please Qiankunmen, he can even give up his own son. Then he smiled slightly and turned his head to look at Wei Lai's back.

"Don't worry. They all had to die. Ye Yuan narrowed his eyes and whispered.