"Why? Little tree, can you tell me why?" Zhou Yuanyuan jumped up from the ground anxiously and circled around under the little tree.
"Master, let Xiaoyu communicate with Xiaoshu! We are both spirits, so it will be easier to communicate." Xiaoyu suggested.
The little tree's spiritual time was too short, and it could only communicate with Zhou Yuanyuan one word at a time. It was obvious that the little tree was unable to say more than a few words to Zhou Yuanyuan.
"Okay, okay, Xiaoyu, please ask quickly what Xiaoshu means." Zhou Yuanyuan quickly moved aside to let Xiaoyu, the little white dog tag, come forward.
Xiaoyu raised her front paws and pressed them against the trunk of the green tree.
After a few minutes, Xiaoyu retracted her front paws and said hesitantly to Zhou Yuanyuan, "Master, Xiaoshu said that no mortal can handle even a drop of its spiritual fluid."
"Xiao Yu, have you asked the small tree? Even if we don't use a drop, just a little bit, is that not okay?" Zhou Yuanyuan asked anxiously.
"Master, Xiaoyu asked, your great-grandfather has no spiritual roots. If this kind of spiritual liquid enters his body, even a little bit, he will explode and die." Xiaoyu felt a little lost. A spiritual treasure that cannot share the master's worries is not a good spiritual treasure. Unfortunately, Xiaoshu said so.
So that's how it is! People without spiritual roots can't withstand the nourishment of spiritual fluids. So, Xiaoshu stopped me from giving Grandpa Zeng the "Life Fluid" out of kindness?
It seems that this time, Grandpa Zeng can't rely on the "life fluid" to bring him back to life. Zhou Yuanyuan smiled bitterly.
"Master, Xiaoshu asked me to tell you that it appeared in your sea of consciousness because it felt the call of a mission." Although Xiaoyu didn't understand what Xiaoshu asked her to tell Zhou Yuanyuan meant, she didn't dare to hide it.
"Puchi~! Call of Duty? Could it be that the little tree wants me to be Superman and save the whole world?" Zhou Yuanyuan rarely made a joke.
"Master, master, Zhuzhu wants to save the world with you." Chaos Pearl was anxiously jumping around outside. When he heard the conversation between Zhou Yuanyuan and Xiaoyu, he quickly jumped out to show his loyalty.
As the second most powerful spiritual treasure by his master's side, Chaos Pearl had yet to see his master's sea of consciousness. What kind of beauty was that? Chaos Pearl felt a little aggrieved.
"No, Xiaoyu, Zhuzhu, your master is just an ordinary person. I don't have the ambition to save the world. I just want to live my own life well. As for the rest... I'll just let fate take its course! In fact, if the little tree really has the ambition to save the world, it should look for my great-grandfather. My great-grandfather is really a selfless hero..."
When Zhou Yuanyuan said this, she felt uncomfortable.
So what if he's a hero? He'll die one day, too! Great-grandfather isn't even eighty yet! Many of the old buddies who fought alongside him are still alive and well. Only Great-grandfather, because of Zhou Nianxin's previous plot, has his health deteriorated so badly.
"Master, master, Zhuzhu will accompany you to live a simple life." The flatterer Chaoszhu felt that Zhou Yuanyuan was in a bad mood, and quickly expressed his loyalty again.
"Zhuzhu, stop making trouble. I have something to say to the master." Xiaoyu almost forgot what she was talking about because Zhuzhu kept jumping out to disturb her.
The Chaos Pearl flew off to the corner, drawing circles in displeasure. Curse Boss Xiaoyu? The Chaos Pearl didn't dare. However, since it didn't know Xiaoshu, it might as well curse Xiaoshu to be driven out of its master's sea of consciousness one day!
The small tree in the sea of consciousness suddenly felt a wave of malice and couldn't help shaking its branches, making a rustling sound.
"Little Tree, I don't blame you. I only blame myself for not being able to do the job. If I were strong enough, Grandpa Zeng might not have died!" Zhou Yuanyuan reached out and touched the trunk of the little tree, sighed, and said.
For thousands of years, there have been many legends about immortals in China.
The immortals could bring back the dead with just a breath of their immortal energy! It was Zhou Yuanyuan's fault for being so perfunctory in her cultivation that she hadn't achieved immortality yet, leaving her helpless as General Zhou's vitality gradually faded.
"Master, master, don't be sad. Birth, old age, sickness and death are common occurrences in the world. Even a 'spirit' with a long life will die one day. There are many things we can only leave to fate and cannot be reversed." Xiaoyu saw that Zhou Yuanyuan was in a bad mood and could only comfort her in this way.
"It's God's will, it's irreversible..." Zhou Yuanyuan was a little sad.
"Master, Zhou Xi is back." Xiaoyu was afraid that Zhou Yuanyuan would have wild thoughts, so she quickly reported the movement outside to Zhou Yuanyuan in order to divert Zhou Yuanyuan's attention.
Zhou Yuanyuan had just sat down in front of General Zhou's bed when Zhou Xi pushed open the door.
"Miss, why are you back today?" Zhou Xi looked a little flustered when he saw Zhou Yuanyuan.
"I'm going home to see my great-grandfather." Zhou Yuanyuan tried to smile at Zhou Xi, but couldn't. She was still feeling the pain of the "life fluid" not being able to help General Zhou.
"The master should be waking up soon. Miss, the master will definitely be happy to see that you are thinking about him." Zhou Xi greeted Zhou Yuanyuan dryly.
Somehow, Zhou Xi always felt that Zhou Yuanyuan looked at him strangely today. Originally, Zhou Xi wanted to talk to Zhou Yuanyuan about General Zhou's situation in the past few days, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Well, as long as Great-grandfather is happy." Zhou Yuanyuan felt like she couldn't continue the small talk. She wanted to ask what was going on between Zhou Xi and He Jingjing. She opened her mouth, but didn't know where to start.
You can't ask Zhou Xi to ignore He Jingjing just because she doesn't like him, right?
"Ahem! Miss, before taking a nap today, the master said he wanted to eat his ginger milk made by Aunt Wang. I went out for something just now and forgot to tell Aunt Wang. Could you please go and tell Aunt Wang now? The master might want it when he wakes up." Zhou Xi felt a little guilty when he saw Zhou Yuanyuan today, so he had to find an excuse to get Zhou Yuanyuan away.
"Okay, Grandpa Xi." Zhou Yuanyuan nodded and went out.
After Zhou Yuanyuan left, Zhou Xi sat down in front of the bed.
"Master, don't worry, Ah Xi will definitely save you, definitely." Zhou Xi held General Zhou's hand and said softly.
After a few minutes, Zhou Yuanyuan's consciousness withdrew from General Zhou's bedroom.
After Zhou Xi finished speaking, he remained silent, only looking at General Zhou with a strange look. In his eyes, besides sadness, there was also a hint of attachment.
Attachment? What does Zhou Xi want to do?
Zhou Yuanyuan frowned, raised her foot and stepped down the last step.
At ten o'clock in the evening, a handsome young man came to the door of Qingxin Bar.
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