章節 1218: Qiuqiu’s Past II

Apparently, the ancient tree was angered by the huge pot's provocations.

"Mother!" Fu Chen panicked. The roar of the tree had made him more difficult to breathe. "This tree must have something to do with the boundary!"

Feng Ruqing did not say a single word.

Fu Chen continued, "I can feel that something is manipulating its behavior. Initially, it would have been in a deep sleep when there is no intruder. But now, Little Pot has woken it up, and the only way we can leave this place is by killing the ancient tree."

Qing Han blinked. "Brother Fu Chen, you do know a lot about it," she said, gazing up at him with sheer adoration.

Even in such a solemn atmosphere, Fu Chen could still blush at her words.

He raised his little head proudly. "Of course. I was with the Ninth Emperor back then."

"I was also with the Ninth Emperor, but why didn't I know about any of this..." Little Qing Han bit her finger, pitifully.