Seeing that she was eating happily, Yifeng took out a bamboo tube from her arms and handed it to her: "Eat slowly, don't choke! This is the pear blossom wine I asked for from the flower demon in the pear blossom forest. Meng'er took a sip.

See how it tastes?"

Xi Meng raised his hand to take the bamboo tube, and was about to raise his head to drink, but suddenly a gust of wind passed by, and when he looked at the bamboo tube in his hand, it was already empty.

"Dead Chongchong, why are you playing with me? Where's the pear blossom wine? Bring it!" Xi Mengliu frowned slightly, her purple eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand and muttered to Yifeng.

But when Yifeng came over to help her up, he bowed in the air and said, "I wonder which master is joking with us! Please show up and see me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black wind blowing straight down from the stream, making both of them a little unstable.

It was almost dusk at this time, and the sky was a little dark.

When the wind stopped, I saw a section of extremely charred dead wood hanging in the air under the weak sunset, and the bamboo tube containing pear blossom wine was hung on the section of dead wood.

The two were startled and took a step back.

Yi Feng calmed down for a moment and asked: "I don't know which senior, if you also like to drink this pear blossom wine, you can drink it with us. But now, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate to take advantage of others for no reason!"

Xi Meng's face was filled with surprise. She raised her hand and tugged on Yifeng's sleeve and whispered: "Chongchong, why is that piece of charcoal hanging in the air? It looks so scary! It can't be a ghost!"

Yi Feng caressed her shoulder and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, Meng'er! There are all demons in Lijing. Where did they come from? This one in front of you is probably a tree spirit who has been practicing for a long time. Don't be afraid!"

As he spoke, the piece of charred and dead wood was slowly flying in the wind, flying to their side, and handed the bamboo tube to Xi Meng's hand.

Then I heard an extremely sexy baritone voice in the air, "Lihua wine is indeed a rare wine. I apologize for offending my beauty for a moment!"

No matter how sexy and pleasant his voice was, Shi Meng was still so frightened that she hid behind Yifeng, not daring to raise her head for a long time, "Who is it? Who is talking?"

Yi Feng saw that the dead tree was glowing with green light at the moment, so he must be a tree spirit, but he didn't know why it was so scorched black, or what kind of disaster had caused it.

From what he said, it was known that he meant no harm, but he just liked the pear blossom wine.

So he gently supported Shi Meng who was trembling behind him, "Meng'er, don't be afraid!"

Xi Meng was about to raise his head when he heard the sexy baritone say: "Don't be afraid, girl! I am the aura of the wood in this departed realm, not a ghost!"

After hearing what he said, Xi Meng finally dared to raise her eyes and look at him.

Mu Ling? Then he is too dark! Looking at his look, it is a bit more exaggerated than the afro of his African compatriots.

At this moment, the night was coming, and the moon was shining like water. Through the flowing moonlight, Xi Meng took a good look at the dead tree in front of him. He saw that his whole body was as black as carbon, and he was about seven feet long, but his whole body was glowing with green light.

, it looks even more eerie under the slightly dim moonlight.

"Haha, it turns out to be a wood spirit! Simeng, this is my best friend Yifeng. Didn't you ask me your surname?" Simeng thought that the sound of this dead wood was so sexy and pleasant, but it was a pity that it was too long.

So I couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in my heart.

When Yi Feng saw her dreaming of coming home, she also followed suit with clasped fists in greeting.

But he heard a flash of green light from the dead wood, moving towards the two of them, "You two are polite! I, Mu Zili..."

"Mu Zi Li? It turns out to be Brother Li! Could it be that you are condensed by the spiritual energy of the plum tree?" Xi Meng asked carelessly, causing the black and dead wood to shake like a rattle.

Of course, if that part of him with countless charred and withered branches can be called a "head".

Seeing that he was shaking badly, Yifeng only thought that he was unwell, so he expressed concern: "Brother Li? But what happened, are you unwell? I also have some strange nectar here, which has miraculous healing effects. If you don't mind, you can

Take it and drink it!”

After saying that, he took out a thumb-sized petal from his arms and handed it over.

But he saw the "head" of the dead tree shaking more and more violently, but his voice was still calm: "Girl, I have misunderstood! My surname is not Li, let alone the spirit of the plum tree. My surname is Mu, and my name is Zili. I rely on all the people in this departure.

I have absorbed the spiritual energy of thousands of trees and absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and I have managed to practice so far. I did encounter some changes in the past, and I was trapped in this elm tree. However, there is nothing wrong with me. I am just a ball of energy.

It’s the same wherever you stay. I just didn’t want to take a walk by the stream today. I was attracted by the aroma of this pear blossom wine from a long way away. I was greedy for wine for a while and offended you two. I’m really sorry!”

Xi Meng stepped forward in disbelief, stood on tiptoes and touched the extremely charred dead wood, and said: "So that's it, haha! Wood can also be greedy for wine?! It's really interesting..."

She had just arrived at Departure, and she already felt that everything around her was very novel. Apart from the bodhi tree that relied on its old age and the few ladybugs that had never seen the world, the eloquent dead wood in front of her was really interesting.

Very.
Chapter completed!