"So that's it." Teacher.

Yin Nian lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hongfei didn't see Yin Nian's expression a little uncomfortable, and then said, "Only a very small number of people know about Lingling being selected, and Lingling himself has never known about it."

"And my teacher's eldest daughter looks so much like her, she is a very good child."

"I know that my sister is going to be sacrificed, but I have a burden on my body at such a young age."

"If she can withstand the real fire, her sister can survive. If she can't withstand, her sister will die."

"Poor that child hasn't stopped to rest for a day since his sister was born."

"But True Fire has never received the offering, and it will only double the backlash." Hong Fei asked, "You should recognize them. If my teacher still controls True Fire now, it means that Ling Tianning will not succeed."

"He will not sacrifice his daughter or sister, but the true fire backfire. Logically speaking, Ling Tianning should be seriously injured, and he can't hold on for so long?"

"How did he survive?"

Yin Nian nodded slowly, but soon, her eyes widened. How could she hold on? Wasn't it just relying on her father?

Speaking of which, when Uncle Lingkun fell down, her father seemed... to be a little weird in spirit?!

She slowly turned around and looked at Hongfei, her mouth opened and a sound of air stuck in her throat: "Fuck!"

...

In the territory of the mother tree.

The fire marrow caught in the blockbuster is crazily absorbing spiritual power.

Countless little flames are learning from the little clay figures in Wanyu to become little fire people one by one.

They jumped in the air, fighting against each other, exercising the body, meditating, meditating, and meditating, seemingly ready to go.

The mother tree sat high on the branch, looking at the little fire man below with expressionless face while making a "hey" and rolling around on the ground.

Asan sat in the mud at the foot of the mother tree.

I haven't seen her move for a long time.

With his head down, his eyelashes were trembling violently, and his eyes closed and opened.

His eyes were full of scarlet.

Her fingers were covered with crimson wounds.

Let’s talk about how these wounds were formed... For example, when Asan, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and smashed his fist at the mother tree, venting his emotions, self-blame, regret, grievance, and anger.

Her hands became ragged, but the mother tree was intact.

After Asan hit his hands so hard that it was bloody, he slowly calmed down.

After a long time, she raised her head and asked the mother tree with red eyes: "Did you know it a long time ago?"

The mother tree is not allowed.

"You all know, they're just lying to me."

Her eyelashes were wet with tears, and strands were stuck together. "I thought no one at home liked me. I have always thought so for so many years."

"Why don't you tell me?"

Mother Shu looked at Asan calmly, "For your brother, if you don't tell you that it is to protect you, a father who wants to kill you, and a father who is just a little biased in his son, isn't the former even more deadly?"

"And even if you know that you were so young at that time, could you cover up in front of your father?" It would be too dangerous to cover up in such a cold home, if she knew that her brother was good to her, she would always be unable to help but get close to her brother. It would be too dangerous when her beast father was eyeing her like a fierce look.

"As for me, I won't tell you, because you are motivated with resentment. I don't think it's not worth doing this. Your strength is far beyond your peers. All of this is because you have goals and resentment in your heart."

After the mother tree said that, Asan slowly pulled her lips, "You are really, as always."

"All I make is the most valuable choice." Mo Shu calmly answered.

"Oh!" A heavy sigh suddenly came from beside him.

The mother tree turned her head and looked at the person sitting with her legs on the other side of the tree trunk.

It was Su Surrender.

Su Jiang didn't look much better than Asan now. He hugged his head in pain, and he was almost overwhelmed by the little fireman.

The people of Xiaohuo pulled him and kept chattering.

"Swallow! Swallow it!"

“It’s weak!”

"Let's eat it together!"

Fire Marrow is actually another energy body that is born in the body of the True Fire after long suppressing the True Fire. It originates from the True Fire, but gradually begins to have its own independent consciousness and is not controlled by the True Fire.

Su Jian had a dark face.

He lowered his head and discussed with Xiaohuo people, "We just finished fighting side by side, so you called me to swallow things passed down from generation to generation? You can't be like this in life!"

Xiaohuo people spoke in unison, "We are not human!"

"Also, the most urgent thing is to find my daughter! Why are you making trouble?" Su Jian kept hitting the main limb of the mother tree with his head. If it were before, he would swallow it, and he would still want to swallow it!

But isn’t the friendship between people just happening after fighting side by side?

It can be regarded as a sharing of life and death several times.

And now the situation in Bailindi... Su Jiang pounded his head on the trunk of the mother tree.

On the other side, Asan didn't know what he said to Lingkun before, and roared and began to punch his fists at the trunk of the mother tree in annoyance!

Mother Tree: "…"

Ruan Qingyan looked at him from a distance, feeling speechless, and sympathized with the mother tree, "Actually..."

She hesitated and said, "Mother Shu has always had a good temper."

This way, the two of them were not allowed to be separated.

"We have nothing here, Uncle Su Jiang can still control it for the time being." An Wan's face was slightly gloomy, "But there on the Bailindi."

She showed a embarrassed expression, "I seem to be a little afraid of us now." She is afraid and rejected, but she is struggling to suppress her emotions because of sharing hardships.

Fear of losing the true fire.

Also afraid of losing the pillars.

I am even more afraid of the thriving raids in the Wandi.

An Wan looked up at the sky, "One corner of the original iron triangle began to collapse."

...

"You said? Where are you going?" Hongfei almost vomited a mouthful of tea.

He looked at Yin Nian who suddenly slapped the table in a daze.

Yin Nian's face looked very ugly, "Sister Hong Fei, you heard it right."

"There may be a mess outside now."

“We can’t waste time here.”
Chapter completed!