Although Tang Zixuan has never been in contact with the Ling clan, he also knows that the saint of the Ling clan is the most holy symbol. The Ling clan believes that only the saint can communicate with the gods. This is their belief.
A saint has an extremely lofty status and is like the spokesperson of God. Accordingly, as a saint, she can only serve the gods throughout her life and must not be tainted with secular love.
If Mu Xi is really a saint from the Spirit Clan and runs away with Tang Yi, it would be tantamount to betraying the Spirit Clan. No wonder Dashu rejects Tang Zixuan like this.
But Tang Zixuan had lived in the Tang family since he was a child. Even though he knew the rules of the spirit clan, he still couldn't accept others saying that Mu Xi was his mother.
Tang Zixuan's tone softened slightly and he said seriously: "Senior, Tang also knows some of the rules of the Spirit Clan. Even if my mother is really at fault, she is no longer alive. I would like to ask you to keep your kindness and don't bear grudges anymore."
To her."
"What?" The big tree suddenly became furious. He roared and tightened his arms around Tang Zixuan's body and branches. The gusts of wind blew the leaves all over the sky, and Xiaotian was so fascinated that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Senior!" Tang Zixuan was also anxious. He was still holding the little fox in his arms. If a few more branches were added, the little fox would belch.
Dashu's furious voice sounded again: "What did you say? She is dead? How is that possible? I don't believe it!"
Tang Zixuan was entangled tighter and tighter. The big tree seemed to want to exhaust him to death. He was almost unable to protect the little fox in his arms.
"How could Tang make such a joke? My mother is really dead! Senior, please let this little fox go first! He is innocent!"
Tang Zixuan was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. Hong Hong blew up his inner elixir to save him, and now he was implicated because of his mother's affairs.
"You lied to me! How could Mu Xi die? You are lying to me!" Dashu seemed to be crazy and did not hear what Tang Zixuan was saying at all.
Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian were both confused. What's going on now? Does this old tree want Tang Zixuan's mother to die, or does it not want her to die?
"Ahem, senior...please let Hong Hong go first. Ahem, senior, if you really want Tang's life, take it. Ahem, I just ask, I just ask you to let Hong Hong go!"
Tang Zixuan's face turned blue from being strangled, and he kept coughing. He tried his best to give Hong Hong some space, but he couldn't do it after losing his soul power. Tang Zixuan was really afraid that Hong Hong would be suffocated.
To die, I can only keep praying for the big tree.
"Hahaha, Mu Xi is dead, Mu Xi is actually dead!" The big tree laughed crazily, and the laughter echoed in the woods, and it sounded so catchy.
"Senior..." Tang Zixuan was already out of breath.
Dashu smiled and laughed. He stopped suddenly, as if he had recovered from madness. He asked uncertainly: "What did you say? You said the little guy in your arms is Honghong?"
"Yes! I beg you, senior, to let him go first. Tang can be at your disposal." Tang Zixuan said quickly when he heard that there was a way out.
The big tree fell silent, and the leaves flying in the sky fell back to the ground. He slowly let go of Tang Zixuan, leaving only a few branches tied up. The big tree held Tang Zixuan in front of his eyes, seeming to be observing Tang Zixuan.
Honghong in Xuan's arms.
Tang Zixuan looked down. He wanted to throw Honghong to Xiaotian, but Xiaotian was still trapped in the middle of a circle of branches. The distance between the two was too far. If he really had to throw Honghong down, he would probably lose his last breath.
Honghong was sent away.
At this time, the big tree returned to normal. He seemed to be sighing, and then asked: "Why did he become like this?"
"?" Tang Zixuan didn't react. He was stunned for a moment, then realized that Dashu was asking about Honghong, so he replied truthfully: "He blew up his inner elixir to protect us from the thorn forest."
"Self-destruction inner elixir? He is really..." The big tree did not continue, a branch extended from the main trunk and gently wrapped around Hong Hong's body.
"Senior..." Tang Zixuan was a little worried, and he looked at the branch warily.
"Aren't you going to save him?" Dashu said impatiently.
After Tang Zixuan heard this, he let go. He felt a little strange, why was it that this tree had a grudge against his mother, but seemed to have a good relationship with the little fox?
The branches wrapped the little fox layer by layer, and finally formed a cocoon. The soft energy escaped from the tree cocoon. Tang Zixuan knew that the big tree was treating Honghong.
After waiting for a while, Dashu seemed to sigh, and returned Honghong to Tang Zixuan's arms, and at the same time released Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian from their confinement.
Tang Zixuan quickly asked: "Senior, how is Honghong? Can it be cured?"
Dashu sighed again, "Hey... the inner elixir has been broken. It's a miracle that he survived."
"Then he..." Tang Zixuan looked at the little fox in his arms, his expression a little gloomy. This feeling of giving him hope and then being disappointed was even more uncomfortable than having no hope in the first place.
"If you're lucky, you'll wake up in a few days, but you won't be able to take human form anymore. You'll just be an ordinary fox." Dashu's voice became like that of a kind old man, without the previous violence.
Very scary.
Tang Zixuan nodded, as Dashu said, it's good to be alive.
Dashu was silent for a while, and finally asked: "Little guy, Mu Xi...is she really dead?"
Tang Zixuan nodded again, "You can't joke about life and death. My mother passed away when I was very young." In fact, Tang Zixuan also heard these things from Honghong, and he didn't know it himself.
Dashu fell into silence again. Tang Zixuan did not speak or urge him. After waiting for a while, Dashu seemed to have finally digested the news, and then asked: "How did she die?"
Tang Zixuan said truthfully: "I heard from Honghong that he was killed by the demons."
"How is that possible? Mu Xi is a saint from my spiritual tribe, what kind of demon can kill her?" Dashu's words were filled with doubts.
Tang Zixuan added: "I don't know the details, I just know that it was to save my father."
"Huh! It's that Tang Yi again..." Dashu obviously didn't like this guy who abducted the saint girl of their clan.
Tang Zixuan didn't say anything else. It was not without reason that the spirit tribe hated his father.
Mentioning Tang Yi, Dashu's tone became a little cold again. He asked angrily: "You are so good, what are you doing in the Spirit Clan?"
"I want to come and see where my mother lives." Tang Zixuan said this with some helplessness. Although he was indeed a little curious, the more reason was that he was forced by the Tang family to have nowhere to go.
"I haven't been here for so many years, why do I suddenly want to come?" Dashu asked.
Tang Zixuan didn't speak. He didn't want to talk about the Tang family, but he didn't know how to answer.
Xiaotian glanced at Tang Zixuan, and then said, "It was Honghong who suggested it." Since Dashu and Honghong have a good relationship, there should be no problem in moving Honghong out.