Seeing that it was not good, I quickly reached out and took my father's arm to stop him.
Fourteen also ran over and pulled Xiao En up from the ground. The two little guys hugged their father's legs and shouted: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"
"Grandpa, Taotao is already very pitiful. Can you please spare him?"
Just like his father, Coffin Xiaoen's face, which never changed in expression, was covered with tears, and they fell straight down, as if he had suffered great grievances.
Dad's hand paused, his brows furrowed tightly, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on Xiao En's face in distress: "Oh, dear grandson, don't cry, you cry and make me feel so uncomfortable!"
The roaring golden tiger disappeared out of thin air, and the branches of the peach tree made a soft "rustling" sound. They surged like crazy again and squeezed in through the gap in the unclosed barrier.
The ground suddenly began to move, and thick roots protruded from the ground, like black snakes, crawling densely throughout the room and swarming towards Grandma Xiuchun's bed.
But at this moment, the sun fire on Grandma Xiuchun's shoulders that had gradually extinguished began to burn violently again.
It's just that Grandma Xiuchun herself didn't wake up.
He still stared with a pair of eyes that were as turbid as dead water, staring unblinkingly at the branches with peach blossoms in full bloom that broke through the roof.
The sound of breathing became rapid again, "whisping, huffing, huffing" like a bellows being vigorously blown.
We were all stunned.
This peach tree is simply gambling with its mere decades of cultivation and destiny.#@$&
A large number of peach branches poured into the house, but they did not attack us. They didn't even pause when they passed by us. Like those tree roots, they went straight to Grandma Xiuchun's bedside.
The soil and rocks under the bed began to roll, like an iron plow passing by, and more and more roots emerged from the ground.
"Taotao, stop, you will die!" Coffin Xiaoen shouted at the large amount of roots surging out.
The strong yang energy flows like a flood along the surging roots, pouring into a place continuously.
Grandma Xiuchun’s bed.%&(&
But those yang energy could not be gathered, and it had no other effect except to make the two yang fires on Grandma Xiuchun's shoulders burn even more intensely.
Grandma Xiuchun's face showed an extremely abnormal bright red color, as pink as peach petals.
His expression was even more painful.
The eye sockets were high and bulging, and the cloudy and lifeless eyes almost burst out of the sockets.
Grandma Xiuchun's current state can no longer withstand the impact of too strong Yang energy.
But even in this state, all the peach branches still rushed towards Grandma Xiuchun's bed like snakes, looking like they were completely wrapping Grandma Xiuchun with Yang Qi.
Yang Qi kept overflowing from the peach branches and roots, spreading out, overflowing again, and spreading out again.
It cannot be preserved in Grandma Xiuchun's body.
The peach blossoms on the branches began to wither and fall, and the tree roots protruding from the ground and the branches wrapped around Xiuchun's mother-in-law's bed began to appear cracks, making a beeping and peeling sound.
The wooden bed where Grandma Xiuchun was lying slowly rose up, and the entire bed was lifted up by the roots and branches of the peach tree.
Almost all of the roots of the peach tree were exposed.
The huge peach tree in the yard also began to sway, like an unsteady child.
Dad and Lu Xiaohong removed the half-way barrier, one by one, and picked up Coffin Xiaoen and Shishi respectively.
None of us can do anything about it.
Regardless of the suicidal way of leaking Yang Qi or forcibly stopping it, the tree spirit will be completely dispersed by any method.
No matter it was my father, me or Lu Xiaohong, no one could do this cruelly.
It just wanted to keep Grandma Xiuchun in the world for a moment longer.
Even though Granny Xiuchun had long since lost consciousness, her soul was so burned by the strong Yang energy that she could not move.
"Taotao, my godmother just said that we are good friends. You don't have a grandma anymore. You still have me. I can take you home. There is also Grandma Hehuan. She is a tree just like you. She will definitely be very good.
I like you!"
Coffin Xiaoen broke away from her father and ran to the pile of branches and roots. While crying, she kept pulling away one after another with her hands.
"My mother-in-law is leaving. You can't keep her here. Look at her, she's already in great pain. If you continue like this, she will explode from your yang energy."
The wildly growing and twisting roots and branches slowly stopped following Coffin Xiaoen's voice.
The yang energy dispersed from Grandma Xiuchun's body little by little, and the two life lamps on her shoulders that were like muskets also gradually weakened.
The raised eye sockets and eyeballs returned to normal, and the sound of rapid breathing like a bellows gradually became inaudible and almost disappeared.
A soft branch reached into Coffin Xiaoen's hand and gently wrapped around Coffin Xiaoen's little hand like a hand.
"Taotao, we will always be good friends. Don't worry. Grandma can't stay with you anymore. I will stay with you from now on." Coffin Xiaoen looked down at the branches wrapped around his hands and grinned.
Following Coffin Xiaoen's voice, pink flower buds reappeared on the originally bare branches, slowly unfolding the most soft and tender petals.
The whole house and floor were filled with withered petals, as if they were all lit up brightly by this small branch.
The branches wrapped around Coffin Xiaoen's hand, forming a small circle.
There was a soft "click" sound, and the branch suddenly broke, leaving only a small wreath full of peach blossoms still wrapped around Coffin Xiaoen's hand.
A pink light suddenly exploded, dazzling and hot, and strong Yang Qi spread out in all directions.
I thought to myself that something was wrong, so I raised my hand to use the Soul Gathering Talisman to stabilize the rapidly spreading Yang Qi.
That's too late.
The branches and peach tree roots tightly entwining the wooden bed broke at this moment, falling to the ground into a pile of splinters.
The wooden bed fell on the broken wood chips, as smooth as if it was supposed to be there, without any vibration.
Grandma Xiuchun was lying on the bed, as if she was asleep, her face was peaceful and calm, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she had had a very happy dream.
The two sun-fires on her shoulders, as weak as beans, were completely extinguished.
The last ray of Yang energy from the peach tree protected the wooden bed, allowing it to fall gently back to the ground.
The huge peach tree in the yard finally fell down. There was a "crash" sound of bricks falling to the ground, and the yard wall was smashed open by the trunk of the fallen peach tree.
Only the thick trunk of the peach tree was left, and all other branches were broken. The whole yard was covered with fallen flowers that turned pale in color and wooden sticks that were broken into small pieces.
On the wooden bed, Grandma Xiuchun's soul finally slowly floated out of her body.
"Taotao, why are you doing this? Don't you want to be friends with me?" Coffin Xiaoen looked at the small ring with delicate peach blossoms in her hand and suddenly cried "Wow".