Chapter 452: Life Scattered
Small garden?
Zhao Hua was like a madman, using all his spiritual power to lift the gate fence, and rushed into the small garden like a sick mad dog.
A mess!
"Where are my flowers? Where are my spiritual flowers?"
The gods: "..."
Zhao Hua has a small garden, which is a treasure in his heart.
Every plant, every plant, 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 peaches.
The reason why Zhao Hua is so arrogant and does not take the gods seriously is, on the one hand, because she is protected by the way of heaven, and on the other hand, because there are 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 grass is left.
"Oh, the Lord Zhaohua fainted in the small garden."
"Look, there is a dark cloud floating over the Zhaohua Palace."
"Why is there black gas coming out from under the wall of the Zhaohua Palace?"
"It's poison gas! Poisonous gas that can damage the soul!"
"I heard that the small garden is half filled with spiritual plants and half with 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 the Lord Zhaohua loves beauty and fragrance, he would not feel at ease to keep the poisonous plants in the small garden until it was impossible for the poisonous plants to be infected by the dirty air. Who knew that the beast cage would explode today, causing a chain reaction..."
Zhaohua fainted from the poison. Before he fainted, he vomited blood in anger!
...
A Bao picked a basket of flowers and happily planted them around the Water Kingdom Temple.
The spiritual flowers were rich and fragrant. A Bao glanced at the statue of the God of War and laughed, "Have a good sleep, and everything will be fine when you wake up."
"So the little princess picked flowers for the God of War." Feng Zhuo smiled, but there was some pity in his eyes.
Why is there a big basket of flowers, but no flowers for him?
A Bao was squatting on the ground dividing the flowers, "Brother Feng Zhuo, these are for you."
A Bao left half of the spiritual flowers.
Feng Zhuo was very happy, "Thank you, little..."
"Please take them to the Holy Island for me and give them to Liangqin and Daddy."
Feng Zhuo: …………
"These flowers are good for the body if boiled in water, but you can't eat too much, or you will have indigestion. The rest can be given to Miss Yuan Qingyan. She knows how to keep them alive."
Yuan Qingyan is good at growing medicine. After the island was opened, she came to the Holy Island with a big ship a few days ago.
Feng Zhuo's face was stiff, "Yeah."
That night, Abao slept a little deeply.
The little girl rarely dreams, but tonight is an exception.
It is rare for a furry little guy to appear in her dream.
"Hey, it's my fox." A soft 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 were flowing and agile, 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 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 the sky, Donghuang Taiyi.
"It's so beautiful, so furry." Abao has a childlike nature and likes furry things the most.
The nine-tailed fox tilted its head to look at her, and then ran away. Abao smiled with his teeth bared.
Suddenly, the nine-tailed fox stood blankly in a place of heaven, turned around and glanced at her, as if to say goodbye to her, with an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.
He raised his little paws, waved at his fluttering tails, and cut them off one by one.
A Bao's heart ached, "What are you doing? Stop it!"
She ran over, but she was very close to the little nine-tailed fox, but she couldn't touch it.
A Bao saw that all the 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, and the nine tails disappeared, gathering into a tear stone shining with red light, falling into the ground and disappearing.
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 bound, and he pressed his chest, which was extremely painful.
"Little princess, don't be afraid." Feng Zhuo stood by the bed. The little person on the bed had a pale face and wrinkled into a ball. She held the quilt tightly.
Feng Zhuo's voice seemed to have magic, warm and refreshing.
Abao opened his eyes and gasped for air.
When she looked up, she saw Feng Zhuo. She burst into tears, "Feng Zhuo, Feng Zhuo sob sob."
Feng Zhuo hugged the little girl and patted her back gently to comfort her, "Did your little princess have a nightmare?"
A Bao raised her face, tears falling in big drops, "I... dreamed of a little fox. It was so cute, but it died. It died in a very tragic way..."
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." A Bao was in a depressed mood.
[But why am I so sad?]
[I never had nightmares before.]
"Don't be afraid, little princess. Your subordinates will always be with you."
Abao sniffed her red nose, "Yeah."
In the second half of the night, Feng Zhuo stayed close to her. Abao seemed to have forgotten the nightmare in the first half of the night and slept very well.
When Abao woke up in the morning, she found that the world was gloomy, just like a person's mood, depressed.
Feng Zhuo personally made small steamed buns for Abao last night. When the steaming hot buns were served, Abao's saliva was about to flow to the ground. The little girl ate three small steamed buns in one breath, but 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 he feel good?
His parents and Yuan Qingyan who are far away in the Holy Island all have flowers, but he doesn't.
He doesn't like flowers, but mainly likes the things that Abao gave him.
But he is just a subordinate, how can a master give things to his subordinates.
Feng Zhuo persuaded himself.
"Are you dissatisfied that I didn't give you flowers?"
Feng Zhuo was surprised. Did the little girl think of it?
"You are not suitable for flowers, you will kill flowers."
"Why?"
"Brother Feng Zhuo, you have a big spiritual tree in your body, do you know?"
Feng Zhuo certainly knew it.
Abao waved his little hand, "Forget it, forget it, anyway, you are just an ordinary person, you definitely don't know, drink this first."
The little girl handed him a glass of water.
Feng Zhuo found that it was spiritual water, not ordinary tea.
After Feng Zhuo finished drinking, he was no different.
A Bao stared at the top of his head, and the spirit tree appeared. As the spirit water entered his body, the spirit tree became more luxuriant than before.
[The spirit water in my space can nourish the spirit tree in Feng Zhuo's body. His spirit tree is so magical that it can absorb all things with spiritual energy, water, flowers and plants, anything that is touched by him can be absorbed.]
So, this is what the little girl said, will he raise the spirit flower to death? It's
not that I won't give it to him, but that I can't give it to him.
At that moment, Feng Zhuo was relieved.
The sky cleared up and the sun came out.
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