"Hey..." In the small courtyard, a small figure lay weakly on the stone table, with a small face pressed against the cold stone table, and sighed again.
Three years later, my arms, legs and body are still small.
Ye Guilan couldn't help but turn his face, with his facial features pressed against the stone table. Life and Death said it wouldn't take too long. Does this "won't take too long" mean it didn't think it would take too long...
"Why……"
His little face rolled around on the stone table, and then rolled around again.
When can she hear the sound of birth and death, and when can she... change back?
"If you roll further, your face will become flat." His hand reached over and lifted her face. Yue Wuzheng sat down and handed over a letter, "Fang Huaijin wrote this for you."
Ye Guilan snorted, and after reading what his senior sister wrote, he curled up his lips and lay back down again.
Yue Wuzheng held back her smile and took the letter over. Fang Huaijin's words were precise and meticulous, with only a few words basically talking about how her 'child' was doing.
Since the last time he appeared in such a young posture, Ye Guilan, who had to admit that he was his own child, received endless care from his senior sister in the next three years.
The letters sent to him by his senior sister were all obtained by Wu Zheng from the four major sects through unknown means.
The young man glanced at the content in his heart and said with a smile, "If we don't have children, it will be difficult for us to end it."
"You're still laughing! My father and grandfather know this and won't make it easy for you!"
"If there really is a child, I will naturally go to your home to plead guilty." Yue Wuzheng said, looking at her with dark eyes, "But this... will make you feel uncomfortable, and I won't do it."
"Hey...it doesn't matter if I have a child or not, when will I recover?" The little face looked at Yue Wuzheng with some grievance, "Wuzheng, I suddenly lost my confidence. What if I stay like this for decades?
manage?"
"Wait a minute." The young man also lay on the stone table, his hand gently brushing her cheek, "What else?"
"Hey..." Ye Guilan sighed again. If that was the case, she would now think about whether there was any other way. She couldn't wait that long for decades!
In 2 years, the family ranking conference will begin!
If she can't recover by that time, she will die in a hurry! Ordinary people can know what kind of storm will happen in this family ranking meeting. How can she be a bystander!
"Wait another year. If there is still no movement in life and death, I will take you to find Uncle Fujia."
"What are you doing with uncle?"
The little body suddenly sat up from the stone table, "Are you talking about the phantom spirit seed in my uncle's hand?"
Yue Wuzheng hummed, "Didn't that spiritual seed come from an ancient tree at the level of a fantasy god? When you told me, I guessed that the nature of the spiritual energy of this ancient tree is the same as mine."
Ye Guilan was silent. The reason why she was able to release four of them at once to fight against Ling Shuo was because she took a breath of the spiritual energy of that tree.
It was a phantom spirit seed, and... it was very useful to her.
"This is not a life-and-death situation." Ye Guilan said, "It would be too selfish of me to get the phantom spirit seed just for this."
Yue Wuzheng looked at her with a smile, "I will exchange the phantom spirit seed with Uncle Fu's family, and I won't take him in vain."
"I also have the phantom spirit species here, but I shouldn't do this." Ye Guilan sighed, "I don't know what the situation is in the family ranking meeting, and I may not be needed. More importantly, the ancient tree entrusted
It belongs to my uncle, and its phantom spirit seed was given to him voluntarily."
Ye Guilan raised her face and smiled, "Wait, I'll wait and think of other ways."
Yue Wuzheng stretched out his hand and touched her little face, "Do you still remember the sect competition that others talked about?"
"Is it about to start?"
Yue Wuzheng nodded with a smile, "This time it's not a confrontation between the four major sects, but with the Black Soul Sect."
"What!"
The little man suddenly stood up and clapped his hands on the stone table excitedly, "They took action in the pharmaceutical competition, but they dare to do it again this time!"
"If you dare to come, you should not dare to do anything again." Yue Wuzheng supported her little body, "The throne spirit of the Xuanhui clan has already let them know that the Xuanhui clan will not stay out of this kind of thing."
"Yes! The Xuanhui clan!"
Ye Guilan's big eyes lit up. In the past, the four major families would not interfere in such matters, but it is different now. The Xuanhui family directly used the throne spirit to tell each other that if you dare to come, I will beat you!
[The author has something to say]
I'm not feeling well, so I'm going to rest first. I haven't finished writing the plot of the sect competition. I'll continue it tomorrow and it will be back to normal soon. Good night, see you tomorrow.