Chapter 211 Phoenix? 1
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."

Moreover, to forcibly tear apart the monster's formation, the price she paid was far beyond what she could accept.

The Phoebe Dryad may just disappear.

"I can save Qingtong." Fu Shixuan said with certainty.

"Really?" Probably out of energy, the entity of the Phoebe Dryad melted into the trunk.

Although she never said it, she also knew that her blood had special effects.

Fu Shixuan walked to Qingtong's side in silence, and the flashing lancet cut his fingertips, causing Qingtong to let out a strange cry.

"what are you doing?"

"My blood is also very special."

Withered trees come spring, breaking the cycle of life and death, but her blood is so precious, she never wastes it.

In the words of Qixing Zijindao, her blood is fine wine,

Fu Shixuan dripped three drops and it worked immediately.

In the dark night, the already drooping tree trunk is slowly extending, extending...

This time, the Phoebe tree spirit no longer cared about the weakness of its body, and walked down from the trunk with its body, asking, "Who are you?"

"I don't know either." She seemed to have said this sentence many times, but this time it was the truth.

"You are her, it must be her!" Phoebe Dryad started nagging again, which made Fu Shixuan very depressed.

She didn't want to get involved with another person. Now, she had already carried too many memories by herself, and she really didn't have the energy to think about another possibility.

"The person you mentioned is so powerful, I don't have any cultivation." Fu Shixuan reminded.

Hearing this, the groggy Phoebe Dryad regained his frustration, "That's right, you..."

"Grandpa, in fact, I remember the memories of my every life. I was just a cloud at first, and I never had a name called 'Weaker'." This was the first time Fu Shixuan told this secret to others.

Funny how it was used to prove she wasn't someone else.

Seeing the Phoebe tree spirit so disappointed, Fu Shixuan said: "I will never be a weak child, maybe I can be the next weak child, but my name is Xuan'er."

"Xuan'er? Your name is Xuan'er, can I call you Xuan'er from now on?" The rejuvenated Qingtong broke the silence.

Fu Shixuan said, "Okay." But her eyes were watching the nanmu tree spirit walking into the nanmu tree trunk in a daze.

After being silent for a while, the Phoebe Dryad finally got out of the depression and said, "Whether you are weak or not, as long as the old monster knows that you might be her, it will definitely not let you go. "

"Let me take you out!" Nanmu Dryad suggested.

Fu Shixuan shook her head, she vaguely guessed that the old monster had a grudge against the weak boy, but even if the old monster didn't associate her with the weak boy, it still wanted to kill her.

She can't escape, and this time she can't let others carry it.

Because the target of the old monster is her.

"Grandpa, is the old monster a person wrapped in black cloth?" Fu Shixuan asked.

"You..." Phoebe Dryad was speechless for a while, and said, "Exactly."

"It's really powerful." Fu Shixuan said, "Do you know what it is?"

It is not human, and Fu Shixuan was absolutely right.

Phoebe Dryad thought for a while, and said, "It should be a kind of bird, but no one in the forest has ever seen it."

Bird, what are you most afraid of?
fire.

But it has the fire of the magic capital.

(End of this chapter)

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