Chapter 139: 3rd Rank warrior Yan Mo (1/2)

Four Days Later, Yan Mo came out of the Black Forest.

As soon as he saw the man from the forest, Yan Mo saw Yuan Zhan climbing up from the ground.

“Why are you here?” Yan Mo voice was strange.

A man's face was black like ink, and he returned two words: ”Fighting.”

“Who?”

Yuan Zhan closed his mouth.

Yan Mo swept his eyes up and down and ridiculed: ”I was taught by Old Sa Má! Live it! Why did you follow me?”

“Children?”

“...still.”

“Oh.” Yuan Zhan raised the heart worries and slightly put them aside, but as soon as he approached Yan Mo, he exploded again. ”How can I not feel him?”

“Can you feel him?” Yan Mo raised his eyebrows.

Yuan Zhan said proudly, “He is my son, of course I can feel him.”

“That is The Fruit of Witchcraft, don't be tempted by it.” Yan Mo said casually.

In the same way, Yuan Zhan had listened to Yan Mo before, but whether he would accept it is another matter, otherwise there would be no such confusion and obsessiveness.

Yan Mo saw that he was no longer saying anything about the son thing. He walked away and went back to the tribe. There is still a lot to do. From now on, it will not be a minute lost.

Yuan Zhan reached out and grabbed Yan Mo. ”You seem...”

The man looked up and down at his own Priest Da Ren. He always felt that Mo felt different. ”Ah, three! Are you a 3rd Rank warrior?” ”

Yan Mo nodded, his eyes had a faint trace of pride, but for four days on his own under the ruthless hand, if he had not such a dead body it will not be easy, and that inter-laboratory, any change of a person even if you can survive those experiments he did to himself, you will become inhuman, ghosts and a zombie

When Yuan Zhan grabbed his wrist, his heart jumped and his son was still alive. He didn't hear the cry, but he could feel him. In addition, even if he can still feel him, his son was now very weak.

What did Mo do to their children?

What can he do to keep this child?

“Let's go, if we don't go back, Zheng may have to come back to look for us again.” Yuan Zhan didn't say anything more, and he looked at him, and all his thoughts were hidden in his stomach.

“I do not know what the tribe has now become of, after this lets go back there are things too quickly to be built outside the city walls, in addition, we have to draw a few places, I want to shift some important plant species, as well as ......”

They discussed important plans as they walked.

Until the two went away, Old Sa Má emerged from a tree root and looked at the two with his scepter.

Finally, he is gone!

Old Sa Má didn't think that the boy Priest was so... Differentiated, the branch planted into his body and began to sprout in less than half a day. This person suddenly disappeared halfway through the planting of The Soul Return Tree until today. He only appeared this morning.

When asked where he went, he only smiled mysteriously.

If he was just missing, it will be considered a mystery but this person disappeared for three and a half days. After he came out, it became a 3rd Rank capable warrior. The most important thing is that his appearance did not change a bit!

This is definitely beyond Old Sa Má expectation...

What it said to Yan Mo is true, but there are a few words that are most important, it did not say.

In the past, flesh-and-blood creatures have been planted with seeds or branches of the longevity people, but few of them can adhere to the step of completion of the fusion, even if they can persist to the end, after the fusion, they will no longer have the original appearance.

How can two completely different race blends be as simple as getting the ability of another race?

Old Sa Má and Yan Mo proposed to use the method of planting the Soul Return Tree to suppress The Fruit of Witchcraft. But it was also selfish. The Son of Life born after the Fruit of Witchcraft is born is very important for the longevity people. Old Sa Má thought if it can make The Son of Life grow up in the hands of the longevity, that's the best.

If Yan Mo can overcome the pain of caused by the fusion he will not be a complete human being in the end. If he adds another force on the way, he will turn Yan Mo into a half-human and half-tree, and even the Soul Return Tree, which will make the Son Of Life being born with tree longevity features.

Even if Yan Mo is not happy with his own appearance, but if he has become like that half-human half tree, he is bound to be rejected by human beings. At that time, he can only choose to stay in the Black Forest or be closer to the woods.

However, this young Priest may have been really favored by the ancestors. He disappeared into a place where Sa Má could not be detected, and it completely appeared in front of it again.

There is no change in the appearance, and...

“The gene for Soul Return Tree is very powerful. If it weren't for me, it would be impossible for humans who are implanted with it to change to any other human being.” The young priest said with a smile as soon as he came out.

Some words.... Old Sa Má could not understand them, but they can be understood in general. Although he was poked, he did not feel ashamed or sad. It did not lie. It gave the juvenile a chance to choose and told him that fusion was dangerous.

The teenager was smiling, but the smile did not reach into the eyes. Old Sa Má was not nervous. It doesn't feel that this boy will provoke it at this time. As long as the boy is not stupid, it should know that getting help from the longevity is much better than fighting with the longevity.

Sure enough, after the boy finished the sentence, he said: ”But because of this opportunity, you let me touch the threshold of a common secret of plants and human genes. I also verified my original thoughts. I am not wrong. The genes of all the creatures in the world are actually...”

The boy’s words were not finished, he was very calm and the language he spit out was extremely rogue. ”Old Sa Má, father, seeing that I became a part of your family, No, look at me as a half son, you as a father, should you give me.... this son .....A little gift?”

Son? Father?

This little bastard is too shameless!

Old Sa Má couldn't help but think of the bloody thoughts of the so-called face-to-face ceremony gift that the teenager wanted.

Give some plants, that's nothing, there is more in the Black Forest. However, this little bastard even dared to ask for The Maple Clan undead tree seeds, and that mouth is asking for one hundred seeds.

Old Sa Má was in a furry, he picked up his scepter and swore at him.

This little bastard is also a half of it, and it is a matter of course for them to give some seed to cultivate.

Don't say a hundred, it will not give that bastard child even one!

As for the other requirements of the small bastard, he can't think about it! Even if it is good for Maple Clan!

Yan Mo walked halfway and suddenly stopped and turned to look at the direction of the Black Forest.

“What?”

“Nothing.” Yan Mo heard the sound of the wind blowing over the treetops. ”Hey, hey,” they seemed to be saying goodbye to him, and it was like sending a choir goodbye to the singer.

Yan Mo smiled, he waved his hand at the Black Forest far away, and took his hand to the lips to make a trumpet shout. He shouted loudly at the Black Forest: ”~Brothers, I will come back again! ~

“~ Stay far, stay as far away as possible don't come back again~” After a moment of silence, a chorus of chorus suddenly came out.

Yan Mo was proud and was laughing. This time, he was very calculating who won over Old Sa Má and Maple Clan. Can he not care?