After hearing the words of Venerable Wutong and regaining his mind, Feng Qing immediately captured the emotions in Venerable Wutong's eyes and felt puzzled.

What is she worthy of the envy of a venerable who is immortal and at the top?

"The Venerable is here, I will be worshipped by Fengqing."

Mu Wutong deserves her worship. She will not worship the Queen of the Forest, nor will Shui Xiaoxiang, but she must worship the Mohan and Mu Wutong.

Feng Qing let go of Qin Mufeng's hand and respectfully gave Mu Wutong a gift from the Medicine King Valley before straightening up in Mu Wutong's smiling eyes.

"It's okay for you to worship me. I've lived at such an old age, I won't insult you." Mu Wutong's tone was a bit unruly and kind.

He looks like a very close person, without any airs at all.

Mu Wutong received Feng Qing's greeting and turned her head to look at Qin Mufeng who was motionless and upright, and said, "You, don't you worship?"

Qin Mufeng has always been disrespectful to gods, fearing the strong, and has never been protected by others, so he never kneels down.

Feng Qing was about to say something for her man, but Mu Wutong waved her hand: "Forget it, you're older than me, and you really don't have to worship me."

As soon as these words came out, the Queen of Forest's face changed and she looked at Qin Mufeng with a complicated expression.

Mudada has always been concerned about Feng Qing. Although he set his sights on Qin Mufeng a little last night, he did not pay much attention.

At this moment, looking at Mu Wutong's attitude towards Qin Mufeng, she realized that she had actually ignored such an important person.

Older than Venerable Wutong?

How is this possible?

This person obviously looks like he is in his early twenties, so how could he be older than the Venerable?

Mu Wutong didn't want to explain more: "Since you're here, let's go together, it's not a big deal. Chat, it's more lively for one more person. Tiantian, just go back. It's over, I'm here to have these two dolls.

I will send them back. You are busy with yours."

Tiantian?

Feng Qing tilted her head.

This was the first time she knew the name of the Queen of Forest, which turned out to be "Kitada".

This name is really not worthy of His Highness the Queen!

The Queen of Forest seemed to be unable to see Feng Qing's complicated gaze and bowed directly to Venerable Wutong: "Yes, Venerable. Give me a respectful gift to Venerable."

"You two, follow me." Mu Wutong waved to Feng Qing and the others, turned around and walked into the red-brown ripples again.

Qin Mufeng held Feng Qing's hand again and followed.

Walking to the wooden dragon spirit wood, the body of the Wutong Master had already entered the wooden dragon spirit wood, and the red and brown ripples returned to calm. Feng Qing couldn't see why the wooden dragon spirit wood could shuttle back and forth like this.

, stretched out his hand to explore.

As soon as his hand touched the surface of the wooden dragon spirit wood, the red-brown ripples appeared around her palms, and the palms easily reached in, as if nothing had happened.

"What are you afraid of? Come in boldly. I won't harm you."

The voice of Venerable Wutong came from it, and Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng then stepped in.

The figures of the two disappeared in front of the Mu Long Lingmu. The Queen of the Forest stared at the place where the two disappeared with extraordinary complexity, and even the soft smile that had been hanging on it disappeared.

"There is only so much I can do. I hope my ancestor can pity us."

Even if she respects the Queen of Forest City, she cannot decide the fate of the entire Forest City at this time. All she does is to make the two of them worry more about the Forest City when they talk.

Whether the Forest City can still exist depends on the result of today's discussion.

"Let's go. Go back."

The Queen of Forest was pushed into a wheelchair by the waiter in a white dress. The wooden dragon spirit wood that blessed the entire Forest City returned to peace, just as nothing had happened.

On the other side, Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng who stepped into the wooden dragon and spiritual wood only felt that the picture in front of them suddenly changed, and they saw a wide room.

There are table tables and tea sets in the room. There are irregular windows on all sides, so that the scene outside can be clearly seen.

It is a scene overlooking the entire Forest City.

Feng Qing clearly saw the people of the Forest City, shuttled through the woods, picking fruits from the trees, laughing, or playing. The golden monkey next to him rode on the leopard, picked fruits, and threw them at people.

Turning his head to look at another window, there was a scene of clear clothes by the stream.

Turning back, people who cook in the fire.

Turning back, it turned out to be Mu Liu, Feng Yi and Cang Zuo were competing with Mu Muxi to shoot archery.

All are warm and beautiful, like a painting.

Venerable Wutong, here you can see everything that happened in the entire Forest City.

"Sit." Mu Wutong sat on the futon, sitting casually, holding a spiritual herb in her hand, put it at the tip of her nose and smelled it.

Feng Qing recognized it.

"Seventh-grade fish scale fairy grass."

"Fengfu Chen really taught you a lot of things." Mu Wutong put the fish scale fairy grass in her hand on the other side of the table and ordered the tea set on the table: "Will you make tea?"

Feng Qing sat down opposite the Muwutong, and his sitting posture looked much more well-behaved against the backdrop of the Muwutong.

Qin Mufeng didn't sit, but only turned his back to the two of them, looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mu Wutong glanced at Qin Mufeng, raised her eyebrows, and did not pay attention to Qin Mufeng. Instead, she asked Fengqing in a low voice: "Little girl, Zhulong is the most perverse person. How can you stand it? That guy,

Do you hit you?"

Seeing Mu Wutong stretching her head and squinting her eyes, she obviously spoke to Qin Mufeng on purpose, but she was pretending that they were whispering to each other, Feng Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Honor, will you be too disrespectful to me when you do this?"

Isn’t this person too ill of an expert?

"Then you said it wrong. I'm not old. The old Wutong Tree, I'm young among our Wutong Tree." Wutong Wood saw that Feng Qing didn't answer his question, supported her chin with one hand and pointed a little Feng.

The fish scale fairy grass in front of you: "Make tea. I heard that you humans like this tune, so I prepared it. If you don't know how to soak, then this fish scale fairy grass will be wasted."

After the fish scale fairy grass is picked, the medicine will be completely dissipated within an hour and withered and corrupted.

Feng Qing heard that Mu Wutong really treated her as a guest, and she couldn't help but feel much more relaxed.

Moreover, many parties did not show off their elders, and they were more like an old friend who had been with God for a long time.

"Although I am not good at tea ceremony, my ancestor doesn't dislike it, so I will make a statement."

"What do you think of? I always drink dew."

The tone of the Wutong Master Fengqing was amused again, and he reached out and began to cut the leaves of the fish scale fairy grass with wooden spiritual power and put them into the teapot.

Start making tea.
Chapter completed!