The Evil God's Runaway Wife: The Stunning Destiny Master

Chapter 210 Xuan'er is the leader? 2 (seek to collect)
"I also listen to you."　
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The eyes focused back on Zhu Hengyi, the head of their group, and he was the only one who had to express his opinion.

Zhu Hengyi gritted his teeth and said, "Listen to Xuan'er."

"I just want to meet my friends." Fu Shixuan said, "There are many monsters lurking around here. I need you to help me lure them away. I can handle other things."

"Okay." Everyone agreed, and no one asked her who this friend was.

At this time, they had completely trusted Fu Shixuan.

"Be careful, don't fight recklessly, run if you can't fight, I just want to go in to meet my friends, and then meet up south."

In the south, Wen Lun and Fu Yuexi couldn't move an inch.

Then, Fu Shixuan gave everyone a thumb-sized bottle.

"It's filled with Yiming's flower juice, it's for life-saving."

Fu Shixuan didn't think the bottle was so important, but the hearts of those who accepted him were stirred, and all of a sudden, they all felt that they would be able to survive.

Yiming flower juice, they have seen its power.

Put them away, and following Fu Shixuan's order, the two of them ran out in all directions as a team.

Only she remained in place.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and it was the time that monsters liked. When they saw the prey they were interested in, how could they not chase after it?

In the final analysis, no matter how Warcraft evolves, it is just a simple-minded Warcraft.

After waiting for a while, Fu Shixuan began to grope forward.

Along the way, apart from quietly dealing with the three three-eyed apes, she had no other oddities, and when she reached the Phoebe tree, her eyes felt watery.

The night was very dark, but the original thick black canopy was gone, and even in this darkness, she could feel it lingering.

And the Qingtong next to her, which was originally dependent on it, was only the trunk. Recalling the voice of catching her with a branch at that time, the feeling of sadness surged up again.

"I'm sorry." Fu Shixuan lowered his head and said three words.

The big tree moved slightly, Fu Shixuan raised his head, and a late white-haired old man appeared in the big tree in front of him.

Fu Shixuan took off the mask and rubbed his eyes, oh my god, she read it right.

There is really a late white-haired old man on the trunk.

Dryad, a tree spirit with a body.

God, how many years did this take.

But the main body is destroyed, how can it survive?
Appearing at this time, it seems like parting at the end of life.

"Grandpa." Fu Shixuan choked up and shouted.

Under the dark night, the twilight white-haired old man responded, "You are still here, have you found someone you like?"

Wen Lun and Fu Shixuan felt a little uncomfortable, and his voice started to sob. At this time, she was just an ordinary girl with a human touch.

"Yes, but then separated again."

"Then you have suffered a lot along the way." Nanmushu said with concern.

"No, I said that I'm very good." Fu Shixuan raised his head full of complacency, which made Nanmu Treant laugh out loud.

At this time, a weak laugh broke in, and Fu Shixuan turned his head to look, but it was the Qingtong tree with only the trunk left.

Qingtong is not dead.

The Phoebe Tree Spirit probably saw Fu Shixuan fascinated, and said: "I'll send you out of the forest, and never come here again."

"But..." Before Fu Shixuan finished speaking, the Phoebe Dryad interrupted her, "I'll be fine."

"No, I'm not leaving."

"You go, it's not fun here at all." Qingtong's voice was hoarse and weak.

Fu Shixuan said: "This monster is like this, but it wants to force me out. Therefore, even if you send me away, as long as I am still in the secret realm, I will be caught back."

(End of this chapter)