Cookie gave himself some mental construction and attached his hand again.

This time, she clearly felt that there was a new life inside.

She tried to communicate with him to see if she could find a specific reason why it didn't grow into a tree.

It's just that she just probed her spiritual power into it, and suddenly saw a memory!

The owner of this memory is Marianne's deceased old sister Marina.

Marina's life flashed through Cookie's mind like a fast-forward power.

From her infant baby to the old man, her joys and sorrows have been passed through Cookie's mind.

The cookie suddenly felt like a different life, as if he had experienced another life.

When Marina's memories end,

Cookie suddenly felt a wisp of unfamiliar spiritual power burrow into the Dust Star, and pounced straight on the mother tree.

After receiving this wisp of spiritual power, the mother tree actually bloomed a palm-sized, snow-white white flower on a certain branch!

But the flower quickly withered, revealing a fruit the size of a ping-pong ball, like a drop of water!

Cookie froze on the spot.

She could clearly feel that the water-beaded fruit, like her mother's womb, was pregnant with a "fertilized egg"!

Through continuous division and differentiation, it gradually develops into a complete individual!

Individual!

A new life, a life in the truest sense of the word!

Cookie looked incredulously at the corpse eggs under his palm.

I see!

For thousands of years, the so-called death is new life, which actually refers to the mother tree!

She didn't know what it was all about,

But instinctively know that the mother tree itself carries the mission of nurturing life.

But this life ......

Could it be that when the fruit is fully ripe, a baby will fall from the tree?!

Cookie was taken aback by his own speculation.

It shouldn't be such nonsense......

“...... You okay? Mickey asked, swallowing.

Cookie suppressed the shock in his heart, and said as usual:

"It's okay, it's just that this egg has invested less mental energy in the production process, so it can't be completely revived when it is buried, so there is no movement. Now you can, bury the ice. ”

When everyone heard it, it turned out to be a problem when Gu-sama was making it.

It's too tricky, but fortunately, Marianne's family didn't pay for it, otherwise it would have been unjustly killed.

Mickey thanked him repeatedly, and asked his younger brothers to bury the corpse eggs again.

Sure enough, it was buried for less than five minutes,

A sprout emerges and grows into a two-person tall tree at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Small white flowers bloomed and fell on the ice of the riverbed.

"This tree is growing so well...... someone said suddenly.

"yes, I haven't seen anyone grow so well in many years."

"Thanks to the little girl."

......

Marianne's family was so grateful that they invited Cookie to their home for dinner after the funeral.

Cookie was so gracious that he agreed.

"Your Majesty Merlin, come with me, I'm really bothering you today." Mikey said respectfully to the winged old man.

The old man nodded.

Mikey immediately asked his two younger brothers to help, but the old man politely refused.

He walked slowly behind the crowd on crutches alone.

Cookie was afraid that he would not be able to walk steadily in the ice and snow, so he slowly walked behind and watched him.

Suddenly, the old man turned his head and looked at the cookie with a pair of cloudy old eyes, and said:

"Boy, come here."

When Cookie heard it, he actually named her, so he stepped forward a little shyly and shouted Hello Grandpa.

The old man trembled and raised a pair of wrinkled hands, touched her head, and his eyes fell on the left half of her cheek, which was covered by artificial skin.

Then he said something that made the cookie furious: "You used to be a half-elf, no wonder you can understand filial piety." ”

The cookie stayed straight in place, his throat clogged and he couldn't make a sound.

She obviously doesn't have any elven characteristics on her,

Even a half-elf half-elf of half-blood can't have talent.

As if he knew what she was thinking, the old man smiled and said:

So I say "ever". ”

After speaking, the old man looked up into the distance and said with emotion:

"You have a good pair of parents."

Cookie heard his heart pounding, and said in a respectful and anxious tone:

"I beg Your Majesty Yin to inform."

The old man's cloudy eyes turned to her again, this time as if to see through her heart.

He asked, "Do you know which of your parents is an elf?" ”

Cookie: "Father's side." ”

The old man nodded:

"That's right. Child, you owe your mother a life, and you can't live without her. ”

"Your father's bloodline is too domineering, if I guessed correctly, he should be a blood elf."

"You were destined to live not long because of bloodline disorder as soon as you were born, if your mother hadn't replaced half of the elven bloodline in your body with her own life, you would have died a long time ago, where can you still practice talent."

Cookie only felt his brain explode with a "buzz", and even his limbs began to spasm.

It turned out that Qu Tian died because of her, because of her blood!

Blood Elves?!

What race is this?!

Why didn't the history of the elves she learned about the blood elves record a word for word?

And the word "blood" doesn't sound beautiful at all, but makes people panic.

The old man patted her on the back soothingly, and continued:

"Are you trying to ask how I know?"

"When you peel off the skin of the left side of your face, when the red lines first appear, are they a pair of blood-colored wings? Later, as the area gradually expanded, it disappeared again? ”

Cookie nodded with a gray face.

When the red lines first appeared, there was indeed a small wing in the corner of the eye.

"That's because you're getting older, even if you change the blood of a human being, you still can't suppress the domineering bloodline of the blood elves."

“...... What happens if you can't hold it back? ”

"Don't worry, you can't die, but your talent may be lost. Do you feel that as you get older, it's getting harder and harder to go further? ”

The cookie's first reaction was to deny it.

Not only did she not feel the regression of her talent, but she became more and more relaxed.

Even, sometimes she doesn't dare to use too many resources, for fear of improving too quickly and making people look sideways.

The old man stared at her for a while, a little surprised: "No? ”

Cookie shook his head in affirmation.

The old man sighed and said:

"Maybe I know too little, I've lived for so many years, and I've only been in contact with a blood elf, and I don't know much about it, you'd better ask your father."

Cookie wry smile:

"If I could ask him personally, there would be no need to chase after you. To tell you the truth, I haven't seen my father for as long as I can remember, and he hasn't looked for me. If you hadn't told me he was a blood elf, I wouldn't have known until now. ”

The old man was even more surprised, and even a little surprised:

"Didn't look for you? How can it be? Blood elves value offspring very much, and they can only have one child in their lifetime. ”