Small garden?

Zhao Hua was like a madman. He used all his spiritual power to lift the gate and rushed into the small garden like a mad dog.

What a mess!

"Where are my flowers? Where are my spiritual flowers?"

The gods: “…”

Lord Zhaohua has a small garden, which is the apple of his eye.

Every single one of them is a spiritual flower that is more than a thousand years old. The peaches in the Peach Garden are precious, right?

These spiritual plants are no worse than the peaches.

The reason why the Goddess Zhaohua is so arrogant and does not take other gods seriously is, on the one hand, because she is protected by the Heavenly Dao, and on the other hand, because she has countless spiritual treasures nourishing her golden body, so that even if she is seriously injured, she can heal quickly.

Now... all the spiritual treasures are gone!

Only poisonous weeds remained.

"Oh, the Lord Zhaohua passed out in the small garden."

"Look, there's a dark cloud floating over Zhaohua Palace."

"Why is there a black gas coming out from under the Zhaohua Palace wall?"

"It's poison gas! Poison gas that damages the soul!"

"I heard that the small garden is half spiritual plants and half poisonous plants. The spiritual plants can nourish the gods, while the poisonous plants can poison the gods. To detonate the poisonous plants, you need to use dirty air. Because Zhaohua God loves beauty and fragrance, he will not feel at ease to keep the poisonous plants in the small garden until the poisonous plants cannot be infected by the dirty air. Who knew that the beast cage exploded today, causing a chain reaction..."

Zhao Hua was poisoned and fainted. Before he passed out, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood out of anger!

…

Po picked a basket of flowers and happily planted them around the Water Kingdom Temple.

The spiritual flowers were rich and fragrant. Po glanced at the statue of the God of War and laughed, "Have a good sleep, and everything will be fine when you wake up."

"It turns out that the little princess picked flowers for the God of War." Feng Zhuo smiled, but there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

Why is there such a big basket of flowers but his is not there?

A-Bao was squatting on the ground distributing flowers, "Brother Feng Zhuo, these are for you."

Abao left half of the spiritual flower.

Feng Zhuo was delighted, "Thank you, Xiao..."

"Please help me take it to the Holy Island and give it to Ryo and Daddy."

Feng Zhuo: …………

"These flowers are good for your health if you boil them in water, but don't eat too much, as it can cause indigestion. For the rest, just give it to Miss Yuan Qingyan. She knows how to keep it healthy."

Yuan Qingyan is good at growing medicine. After the island was opened up, she came to the Holy Island on a large ship a few days ago.

Feng Zhuo's face was stiff, "Yeah."

That night, Abao slept very deeply.

The little girl seldom dreams, but tonight is an exception.

A small furry creature rarely appears in her dreams.

"Hey, it's my fox." A soft and fluffy nine-tailed fox landed in front of her, with a pair of soft and pointed little fox ears, snow-white fur, and nine tails that fluttered in the wind, with the tips of the tails being bright blood red.

"Yo, it really has nine tails."

The nine-tailed fox lives in Tushan, one of the legendary sacred mountains. It is said that the Yellow Emperor became a god through cultivation in Tushan.

The nine-tailed fox is also divided into spirit fox, demon fox and fairy fox.

The spirit fox is the weakest, the fairy fox is the strongest, and the celestial fox is the ancient emperor of heaven, Donghuang Taiyi.

"It's so pretty and furry." Po is a child at heart and likes furry things the most.

The nine-tailed fox tilted its head to look at her, then ran away, with Po grinning.

Suddenly, the nine-tailed fox stood quietly at a point in the abyss, turned around and glanced at her, as if saying goodbye to her, with an inexplicably sad look in its eyes.

It raised its little paws and swung them at its raised tail, cutting it off one strand at a time.

Po felt a sharp pain in his chest, "What are you doing? Stop it!"

She ran over, but even though she was very close to the little nine-tailed fox, she couldn't touch it.

Po saw that all nine tails of the little nine-tailed fox were cut off.

It is said that one tail of the Nine-tailed Fox represents its life.

The little nine-tailed fox was covered in blood. Its nine tails disappeared and gathered into a tear stone shining with red light. It fell into the ground and disappeared.

The nine-tailed fox fell in a pool of blood and slowly closed its eyes. At that moment, it seemed to turn into starlight and disappear without a trace...

"It hurts..." Abao's face was tightly wrapped around his chest, it hurt so much.

"Little princess, don't be afraid." Feng Zhuo stood beside the bed. The little person on the bed had a pale, wrinkled face. She clutched the quilt tightly.

Feng Zhuo's voice seemed to have magical power, warm and refreshing.

Po opened his eyes quickly and gasped for breath.

When she looked up, she saw Feng Zhuo. She cried out, "Feng Zhuo, Feng Zhuo, sob, sob."

Feng Zhuo hugged the little girl and patted her back gently to comfort her. "Did the little princess have a nightmare?"

Po raised his face, tears falling down his cheeks. "I...dreamed of a little fox. It was so cute. But, it died. It died tragically..."

Feng Zhuo frowned and rubbed the little girl's head, "It was a dream. Dreams are always the opposite."

"Yes, it was a dream, it was a dream." Po was in a depressed mood.

【But why am I so sad?】

[I never had nightmares before]

"Don't be afraid, little princess. I will always be with you."

Po sniffed his red nose and said, "Hmm."

In the second half of the night, Feng Zhuo stayed close to her. A Bao seemed to have forgotten the nightmare in the first half of the night and slept very well.

When Abao woke up in the morning, he found the sky and the earth were gloomy, just like a person's mood, depressed.

Feng Zhuo personally made steamed buns for Abao last night. When the steaming hot buns were served, Abao's mouth was watering. The little girl ate three steamed buns in one breath. However, she saw Feng Zhuo standing in front of the window with a face as gloomy as the weather.

"Brother Feng Zhuo, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"

How can I feel good?

His parents and Yuan Qingyan who were far away in the Holy Island all had flowers, but he didn't.

He doesn't really like flowers, he just likes the things that Po gives him.

But he was just a subordinate, how could a master give something to his subordinate?

Feng Zhuo encouraged himself.

"Are you upset that I didn't send you flowers?"

Feng Zhuo was surprised. Did the little girl think of this?

"You are not suitable for Huahua. You will kill her."

"Why?"

"Brother Feng Zhuo, did you know that there is a big spiritual tree in your body?"

Feng Zhuo certainly knew this.

A Bao waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. You are just an ordinary person anyway. You definitely don't know. Just drink this first."

The little girl handed him a glass of water.

Feng Zhuo discovered that it was spiritual water, not ordinary tea.

After Feng Zhuo finished drinking, he showed no signs of abnormality.

Po stared at the top of his head, and a spirit tree appeared. As the spirit water entered his body, the spirit tree became more lush than before.

[The spiritual water in my space can nourish the spiritual tree in Feng Zhuo's body. His spiritual tree is so magical that it can absorb all spiritual things, water, flowers and plants, anything that is touched by it can be absorbed.]

So, this is what the little girl said, he would kill the spiritual flower?

It’s not that I don’t want to send him off, but that I can’t.

At that moment, Feng Zhuo felt relieved.

The sky cleared and the sun came out.