Chapter 1217: Qiuqiu's Past I

"Gu Shi, you don't deserve to be the manor master. Today, we are taking back all that belongs to our Tian Shen Manor!"

"Hahaha!"

Gu Shi laughed wildly, and his laughter echoed in the sky for a long time.

"And today I'll show you whether I, Gu Shi, deserve to be the manor master or not!"

The green-robed man stood proudly and stared at the group of people in front of him coldly. The murderous intent that surged from the skilled masters' face had reminded him of the times in the past...

He was surrounded by this kind of people when he had met Tian Ya back then.

Those people looked at each other before they instantly drew their weapons, and rushed toward Gu Shi...

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Fang Zhu Mainland.

In a deep mountain forest, Feng Ruqing used her sword to cut off all the vines that were blocking her way. Her face reflected discomfort as she slowed her pace and stepped onto the ground carefully.

"Mother, looks like there's no path forward."

Worry flickered in Fu Chen's young face as he said in his small, soft voice.

The wind from the surrounding whistled loud, so loud that it could make one's heart clench in fear.

Feng Ruqing took Fu Chen into one arm and Qing Han into the other arm. She looked around solemnly before her eyes fell upon a tree.

It was a big ancient tree that seemed like even ten people might not be able to wrap their arms around it.

Feng Ruqing somehow felt that this tree was sizing her up, and that feeling had made her feel so uneasy.

"Little pot..."

Buzz!

The huge pot flew up hurriedly from the back and made pleasant noises around Feng Ruqing.

Did its master want it to cook the tree?

Well, the tree's bark was a bit old, and it did not look tasty. But if it made its master happy, then it would cook it for her.

The huge pot flew into the sky and rushed toward the ancient tree happily. Its huge body was like a dark cloud covering the sky.

However...

The ancient tree was bigger than the huge pot, and it looked a bit weaker under the shadow of the ancient tree.

But that did not mean that the huge pot would give up in front of the ancient tree.

It took two machetes out of nowhere and slashed at the ancient tree.

Dang!

The machete landed on the ancient tree's body with a crisp sound.

Feng Ruqing's eyes narrowed.

Because... The ancient tree was unharmed. It was like a hard shield that could block all sharp weapons.

"Fu Chen, this tree... Might have something related to us breaking the seal of the boundary."

In this forbidden mountain, Feng Ruqing would not underestimate anything, even if it was just a tree.

The huge pot panicked.

It had never been defeated since it met its master again. But now it did not expect that it would fall in front of the big tree.

It was so unbearable!

Therefore, the huge pot took out all the machetes and threw them like arrows onto the ancient tree's body.

The ancient tree was still unharmed.

Feng Ruqing was trying to call the huge pot back when suddenly she felt the mountain was shaking like there was an earthquake.

"Qing Han!"

Seeing that Qing Han almost fell to the ground, Feng Ruqing quickly reached out and pulled Qing Han into her arms. She stared intently at the ancient tree.

The ancient tree slowly stood up.

Its body was so large with a hideous and vicious human face on its trunk. Suddenly, it roared angrily.