"Ah! Goodbye, and so do I Ning Qingshu wakes up like a dream. He doesn't dare to look at Gu Fenghua. He runs out of the city. In the middle of the trip, he fell several times, and his head was broken.

Seeing that he was as sick as a lost dog, the people behind him were even more contemptuous and burst out laughing.

But soon, they put away their smiles, their faces were gloomy, and there was a light sadness in their eyes.

Not far away, the old man and woman knelt down in a pool of dried up blood and held the child in her arms. Her lips trembled and tears rolled down. Next to them, several children were crying.

"People can't come back to life after death. Please forgive me." Gu Fenghua stepped forward and said softly to the two old people.

As she spoke, she looked at the child.

This is a boy of about ten years old. He has white skin, is very beautiful and thin. Because of this, it is much younger than children of the same age.

His life had already been cut off, but he still had his eyes open. Those black and white eyes were so pure, but so empty, only a little fear of dying contained in them.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, Gu Fenghua's heart trembled again.

"I haven't appreciated your help yet. I'd like to meet you, old Lu Qiuhong." The old man recovered his mind from his grief, put the boy's body aside, and then bowed to Gu Fenghua.

Next to him, the old woman with several children kowtowed to Gu Fenghua.

"Old people don't have to. Get up, get up." Gu Fenghua helped up several people.

Lu xuanshuang died in battle for her father in those years, and later generations were exiled in the ancient world of Xuming. In fact, she owes a lot to the Lu family. How could she accept such a big gift from Lu Qiuhong.

Lu Qiuhong wanted to finish the ceremony, but her early cultivation could not beat Gu Fenghua. With her help, she had no choice but to stand up.

"Master Lu, you'd better bury him early." Gu Fenghua looked at the little boy again. He felt sad and said to Lu Qiuhong.

"I'll take him out of the city and find a peaceful place to bury him." Lu Qinghong said and bent down again.

Gu Fenghua looked at his rickets and bent over to help.

The finger just touched the little boy, a mysterious aura suddenly surged up in the pure land of spiritual heart, and a strange vitality that had never existed quickly spread out.

What's going on? Gu Fenghua stops subconsciously.

In the pure land of spiritual heart, countless exotic flowers and plants have already grown into a vast and boundless sea of flowers, and new life has broken out almost every moment. However, Gu Fenghua has never felt such mysterious aura and such wonderful vitality.

After exploring, she was surprised to find that an ancient tree was growing its germ and tender branches and leaves.

This is... Gu Fenghua thought about it carefully, and suddenly came to realize that this is not the tree that Li Canyang, the emperor of the setting sun, gave him.

In the early years of the setting sun, he got this tree and spent half of his life walking all over the Wuji holy heaven. He didn't understand what kind of ancient tree this tree came from, which became a great regret in his life.

To give the tree species to Gu Fenghua is to hope that she can help her solve the mystery one day.

Gu Fenghua didn't think much about it at that time. Soon after she got it, she threw it into the pure land of spiritual heart. However, until she set foot in the sky, this tree species failed to take root.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, this tree species that has been silent for a long time has broken the ground and sprouted.