Looking at the forest in front of him, Fuyao couldn't help but feel in his heart that his seven-foot height really seemed a little small here, so he said to Jing Zhi, who was tightly wrapped in his arms: "You said that if I make myself as tall as these trees, can I still see the medicinal herbs that I asked me to find for a long time?" The latter meowed and shook his head.

"I think about it, and becoming so tall won't it damage my appearance of the country and the city~" After speaking, the pear vortex with the shallow corners of his mouth was revealed, and his delicate and lovely face was a group of self-obsessed.

"Chongjiu said that the blood research fruit used to heal you is the most difficult to find, so let's find all the medicinal materials he took the opportunity to rob first. After speaking, he pulled the hat on the small robe made according to the shape of Jingzhi, and after making sure that the other party was completely tightly wrapped, he took out the magic weapon of finding medicine that Shijiu had given him, and walked away in the direction it indicated, and disappeared at the edge of the forest in an instant.

The robe is made of extremely hard-to-find blood silk, the whole body is fiery red, water and fire are inviolable, and it can withstand the full force of the fairy king, but there is a shortcoming, if it is not the other party's death, it will not take the initiative to protect the master, the advantage is that it can be changed at will according to the appearance of the other party, if you want to be more exquisite, you only need to inject a little spiritual power, and you can think about the appearance you want to make. For the three who don't know how to tailor, this is the best clothing for Jing Zhi to defend himself.

Originally, Chongjiu resolutely disagreed with Fuyao to bring the injured out to toss, and Cangrong also expressed his thoughts euphemistically, but in the end, Fuyao's sentence "Whoever doesn't let me take that kid will go with me" successfully gagged, joking, if the fairy fan forest is good to enter and exit the treasures inside, it will not make Chongjiu's eyes red. What's more, the injured person himself was extremely willing to go with Fuyao, and finally the two thought of this wonderful method.

The process of collecting medicine in the early stage was extremely easy under Fuyao's strong force value, but there was still an unexpected situation when picking psychedelic fruits, even if he was prepared, Jing Zhi was still trapped in the illusion.

Looking at the scene in his arms that was constantly writhing due to uneasiness, Fuyao waved his hand to set an enchantment, and then entered the other party's illusion.

As soon as he entered, Fuyao felt a biting chill, and for a feeling that he hadn't felt for many years, Fuyao raised his eyebrows and walked over to the small figure squatting in front of the dilapidated door.

"Mother, yesterday Zhi'er conscientiously completed the homework assigned by Mr. Kong, and today he was praised by Mr. in class, but the three brothers listened to Mr.'s words and retorted, and Mr. was so angry that he fainted in class, Mother, Zhi'er really hopes that Mr. is okay, after all, he is the first person to be so good to me since you left......" The villain sighed to the palm of his hand, and after he was warm, he looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky and spoke again.

"Mother, do you know??,Today,......,,,,,, Because Zhi'er saw his father today, this is the first time Zhi'er saw his father on his birthday, although he saw Zhi'er because of his husband's anger, but Zhi'er is still very happy, this is the first time in five hundred years that Zhi'er is so close to his father, although he let Zhi'er beat Zhi'er's board, and made Zhi'er kneel at the door of the courtyard, but Zhi'er is really happy, after all, he is still willing to take care of Zhi'er. After speaking, the child smiled with satisfaction, and in an instant, Fuyao felt that the flying snowflakes seemed to be dyed with color, and couldn't help but smile with the child.

At this moment, Fuyao decided not to rush out with Jingzhi, but chose to continue watching.

As soon as the picture turned, what appeared in front of Fuyao's eyes was a dilapidated house, his ears were filled with children's cries and all kinds of abuse, frowning, Fuyao walked straight into the house, and as soon as he entered the door, Fuyao's pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw Wan Qihong standing at the door, looking coldly at Xiao Jingzhi to beg those servants not to smash their mother's tablet, in order to make those servants promise themselves, Xiao Jingzhi even knelt down and kowtowed to them, and his forehead was injured at some point, and his whole face was blurred with flesh and blood, but no one stopped, stopped and looked at this poor child.

The villain who was kowtowing his head moved, as if he thought that his father was also in this room, kneeling in front of Wan Qihong, and wanted to reach out and grab the other party's clothes, but was thrown out by the other party with a wave, and the faint sound of broken bones came into Fuyao's ears.

"Father, please...... Let them stop......" With every sentence, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Looking at the child who fell to the ground coldly, Wan Qihong opened his mouth, his tone was unprecedentedly cold, and Fuyao only felt that the chill at the beginning was less than one-tenth of Wan Qihong's words.

"Oh, I didn't know I gave birth to a wild seed. Looking at the child's figure and almost invisibly shrunk for a moment, Wan Qihong sneered and continued: "There is really what kind of mother has what kind of child, the slut who collided with the housewife back then and her son also collides with the housewife today, I think I really shouldn't have been merciful and left you as a beast!"

Something seemed to be broken in the child's eyes, and he looked at his father in disbelief, and muttered, "But, Madame, she wants to give the child away, to those monks who like to be masculine......"

"Heh, so you should be happy, she is also thinking about you, those monks will ensure that you have no worries in your life, you don't want to be grateful, and you actually rushed into her!"

"But, my mother said ......"

"Don't mention that slut to me!" Before the child could finish speaking, Wan Qihong came to his side and kicked the other man so hard that the child's ribs broke again.

Coldly glancing at the people who were constantly struggling, after seeing that the mourning hall had been almost demolished, Wan Qihong flicked his sleeves and walked to the door, and did not forget to say when he left: "Heh, I want to see how long you can be tough!"

After saying that, they walked out without looking back, and the servants hurriedly followed, and some of the brave ones even stepped on the ground to walk out of this dilapidated courtyard that disgusted them.

"Mother, this time Zhi'er saw him up close again, he can be regarded as disciplining Zhi'er, but Zhi'er really doesn't want to obey Madame's arrangement, because you said that you can't be ashamed of you......"

I don't know how long it took for Fuyao to hear the young man speak again, "Mother, Zhi'er doesn't seem to have the excitement of the last time this time, if it is possible, Zhi'er really doesn't want to have the first joy, so that it will not be so difficult to take every breath now...... Well, maybe it was because it hurt the lungs......" Then there was no sound, and the child eventually passed out.

The picture reappears frame by frame in front of Fuyao, there are children and dogs fighting for food after Wan Qihong cut off the children's supplies; they always greet the servants with a smile after they are white-eyed, just to get their alms; after Mr. Kong dies, the children hide in the quilt and cry silently all night, but in the end they still fail to see the funeral; some children finally grow into teenagers and fade from their childishness, and change into a calm and indifferent ......

Every picture passed, in exchange for a swaying silence, as if these images had not left a mark on her heart.