Fu Siyuan was originally a person with no independent opinions, and was quickly convinced by Fu Zhihong. In addition, he was full of ambitions and was thinking about how to gather training resources for the children. Fu Siyuan stood up and reluctantly handed the child in his arms to Fu Zhihong's hands. He hesitated for a moment.

, said:

"The Patriarch"

"Shou Mei is the mother of the child after all. Although...even though she poisoned the child, but...I believe she must be confused about the matter. Please take care of her for the sake of this child."<

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One night of husband and a hundred nights of grace.

Qin Shoumei is usually very picky about Fu Siyuan, complaining and dissatisfied a lot, but Fu Siyuan feels that as a husband, he is also responsible for his wife's mistakes.

Fu Zhihong didn't expect that Fu Siyuan still cared about Qin Shoumei.

He knocked on the table and said truthfully:

"Qin Shoumei's situation is a bit complicated. It's not convenient for me to reveal it to you at the moment. However, you don't have to worry about her safety."

"Thank you, Patriarch, for showing mercy!!"

Generally speaking.

In the Fu clan, anyone like Qin Shoumei who commits child-eating behavior would be immediately strangled by the clan's law enforcement team. Therefore, Fu Siyuan is very grateful that Qin Shoumei was able to survive!

During this period of elopement,

Fu Siyuan felt that he had some vague insights, and the bottleneck of the third-level alchemy master had also been loosened, so he bid farewell to Fu Zhihong and returned to Kongling Mountain to practice in retreat.

As soon as he leaves.

Uncle Twelve took a deep breath of the abundant spiritual energy in the room.

Tried:

"Clan leader, the aura of Changling Peak is so rich that it is enough to support the cultivation of all the monks in our Fu family. Do you think we should discuss with Eleven and let her carve out a piece of land? Of course, this prerequisite is Eleven's willingness.

, after all, this is the exclusive fiefdom of Eleven."

The spiritual energy in the living room is even stronger than outside.

The wandering spiritual mist condensed together, forming a thin layer of spiritual energy clouds.

Just sitting in this meeting hall and meditating for one day is equivalent to the more than three months they spent practicing in the Kongling Mountain courtyard. For monks, this shortened time is extremely precious!

Fu Zhihong got up and walked out with his child in his arms.

Uncle Twelve was startled and hurriedly followed. The two put away their formations, but saw Qingyi and Hongyi waiting for each other outside the living room. Fu Zhihong said to Qingyi:

"Can you guys free up a cave? I'll let Eleven's cousin live here for a while and let her have her children here. When Eleven comes out of seclusion, I'll let her leave. Of course, I'll let her live in Changling Peak.

Halfway up the mountain, and told her not to come to the palace on the top of the mountain without a summons from the 11th. In addition, you can also isolate the palace with a formation."

It looks like they are discussing.

In fact, he is giving an order!

Qing Yi is a little embarrassed. There are two important things on Changling Peak that cannot be shown to others. They cannot make the decision. Hong Yi is obviously not happy, and he wants to refuse quickly, but Qing Yi stops him with his eyes.

Qing Yi was silent.

Fu Zhihong frowned:

"Don't worry, if this matter is blamed after the National Day, I will take full responsibility for it. You can just keep the palace."

End of conversation.

Fu Zhihong flew down with the child in his arms and stopped halfway up the mountain. With a wave of his right hand, a sword flew out of his body. As his magic skills changed, thousands of sword energy burst out in an instant.

, the mountainside halfway up the mountain was chipped away, and this indestructible meteorite became as soft as tofu under his sword energy.

After half a cup of tea.
Chapter completed!