Seeing this, Camellia was quite helpless: "Look at it, look at it, isn't it obedient to you?"

Hua Yuan shook his head and didn't speak, just looked at Camellia with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, then turned his head, and his eyes fell on the poppy.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the poppy next to the root of the ink bone vine blooms and loses every year, but there is no other movement. Hua Yuan didn't bother to take care of it for hundreds of years, and he didn't seem to feel impatient, but over time, he showed some feelings.

Camellia comes to visit old friends in Huayuan Valley every few decades, and this time, Camellia came a little differently than before, and his face seemed to be bright, which made Huayuan, who had always been cold, a little concerned.

"What's the happy event in Bugu Mountain lately?"

When Camellia heard this, he became more and more happy: "It's not a big deal, it's just a ......" As he spoke, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, which made Hua Yuan more and more concerned, so he heard Camellia continue: "In my family, there is just the joy of adding Ding." ”

Looking at Camellia's beaming face and proud look, Hua Yuan rarely smiled: "This kind of happy event is not something that can be summed up in a sentence of 'just', this is a great joy!"

No one knows better than Hua Yuan the pain of Camellia and his wife being married for many years without children, although Camellia always has a smiling face in front of him, but when he thinks that there will be no one to inherit his mantle in the future, he is very sad. And this kind of thing, he has never told anyone, and only after drinking with Hua Yuan, he will nag a few words when he is drunk.

Therefore, knowing that Camellia's long-cherished wish for many years could finally come true, Hua Yuan was happy for him from the bottom of his heart, and on a whim, he stretched out his hand and summoned something and handed it to Camellia: "I don't have anything else of value in Huayuan Valley, this Ganlin spring water can wash away the filth of the world, you take it and find a spring and pour it in, you may be able to use it in the future." This is my congratulatory gift to your unborn child!"

"You guy, what's polite!" Although he said this, the movements in his hands were extremely fast, and he snatched it up, hugged it in his arms and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely let the mountain god find me the best spring!" After speaking, Camellia looked at the sky and suddenly said: "This weather is really hot enough!"

Hua Yuan looked up at the fireball-like sun hanging in the air, and indeed felt a little hot, "Maybe it's going to change, you should go back and take care of Madame quickly! Now that your family's affairs are important, I won't keep you more!"

Camellia really doesn't have much to stay, this time, he just came to see his old friend, he was worried that this guy was too lonely here, so every few decades, he would bring him some wine in the world, and he would always stay for ten days and half a month in the past, but this time it was different, he had concerns in his heart, so he was not as casual as before.

After Camellia left, Hua Yuan came to the side of the ink bone vine alone, looked at the poppy and muttered, "Little guy, now you can listen to my complaints!"

Unexpectedly, the poppy shook the stalk as if she understood him. He smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and when he looked up, he saw the phoenix squatting on the ink bone vine and squinting his eyes sleeping, so he went back to his residence, opened the wine brought by the camellia, and drank alone.

After a few hundred years, the poppy still hasn't changed much, Hua Yuan can't help but feel a little strange, according to common sense, if it is a spiritual thing, it has been almost a thousand years, but there is no movement, so he thinks that this may be an ordinary flower and plant. Ordinary flowers and plants, in the Huayuan Valley, are like aliens.

But thinking of this poppy beauty, it has grown next to the ink bone vine for so many years, even if it is an ordinary flower and plant, it will be more or less aura, so Hua Yuan did not pull it out.

In this way, hundreds of years passed, the ink bone vine grew more and more luxuriant, and the poppy grew into an unusually huge plant, and the life of Huayuan Valley was still boring.

However, in this boring day, Hua Yuan finally ushered in an excuse to go out, that is, Camellia's son was going to hold a thousand-to-se banquet, and he sent a special invitation. If it was someone else, he always ignored it, so after a long time, no one would send him any invitations.

Then there was a rumor in the Three Realms, saying that the valley lord of Huayuan Valley was a cold immortal, and no one invited him to move, and the rumor spread for a long time, and it became true, so people who didn't know him really felt that he was unattainable, and no one dared to make a mistake. But in fact, most of the invitations he turned down in the past were because he was troublesome.

He has always been not good at socializing, and he can't accept other people's stammering and deliberate flattery, so he will refuse those invitations in the past. But Camellia is different, they are close friends, so even if they know that their trip will cause gossip, they still have enough gifts to go to the appointment.

Camellia finally got a son, after this matter spread in the Three Realms, everyone said that he should be old and strong, and he would have descendants when he came, but Camellia did not agree, and always explained: "My Camellia is in the prime of life, how can you evaluate it like this, do you want to make a bet to see who will live longer?"

At the banquet, the drunken camellia was talking nonsense in the crowd, and his thousand-year-old son was now only a half-human-tall camellia seedling, and it was probably a little longer before it bloomed and transformed.

Hua Yuan's arrival did not cause a riot as he imagined, firstly, because he rarely appeared in front of the public, so few people knew him, and secondly, Camellia knew that his personality had always disliked those hypocrisy, so he did not introduce it in front of people. He just sat quietly in a corner, watching them laugh.

At this time, Camellia's wife walked up to Hua Yuan with Xiao Camellia in her arms and whispered, "Big brother, I have something to do, I don't know if you can help." ”

Looking at Camellia's wife's expression, Hua Yuan felt that something seemed to be wrong, so he asked with concern, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

Camellia's wife wanted to speak and stopped, but she still stubbornly said: "Big brother, let me tell you the truth, I am afraid that Camellia and my son will ......"

Looking at Camellia Wife's increasingly worried look, Hua Yuan realized that she should have something unspeakable, and when she removed a piece of silk wrapped around the small Camellia stalk, Hua Yuan couldn't help but open her eyes wide when she saw a blue-black pimple at the root.

He has been in charge of Huayuan Valley for countless years, and he is well versed in the habits of all plants, and he knows that Xiao Camellia is sick. And this may be the reason why the small camellia has not been successfully transformed for thousands of years.

"Can you heal him?"

In the past thousand years, every time Camellia went to Huayuan Valley, he never mentioned it to him, and he couldn't save face. Camellia's temperament, Hua Yuan knows.