The group of people who were still immersed in the joy of victory just subconsciously closed their mouths.
Except for the people in the fourth district, everyone else was shocked that Xiaomiao, a sub-tree, could actually resist the Tiandao tree.
They were also surprised that Yin Nian and the others subconsciously touched the magic weapon.
For a moment, I didn't know where to look, and everyone in Zishu Territory who ran over excitedly stopped in their tracks.
The mother tree easily pulled out the seedling, her voice was calm. Rather than the useless emotion of being angry and angry, she just wanted to solve her own confusion: "Can you resist me?"
This is definitely not the arrogance of the mother tree.
The child tree will absolutely obey the mother tree, and the laws of the child tree will also absolutely surrender to the main law of the mother tree. This is the rule.
The leaves of the seedlings trembled angrily.
The branches were unable to curl up but they repeatedly tried to break open the branches of the mother tree.
The mother tree didn't actually intend to do anything to this mung bean dumpling, but she wanted to figure out the cause of the mutation that appeared in the territory, but Xiaomiao's reaction made her feel even more incomprehensible. The child tree had always been indifferent to her.
No resistance.
Yin Nian couldn't help but clenched his fist hard and said a reminder: "Mother tree!"
And her dragon knife is already ready to move. It doesn't matter if she shakes the tree with a mayfly. If the mother tree suddenly explodes and kills the seedlings, the mother tree will either kill her today, or wait to be killed by her in the future. There is no other choice.
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The mother tree turned around and looked at Yin Nian, "Is it because of you?"
In her sight, there were endless thin lines between Xiaomiao and Yin Nian.
Who would have thought?
A tree actually recognized a human race as its master through some strange combination of circumstances?
Even if it is a child tree, the territory that can be divided is theirs. They are the ones who control that territory, and all the territory in the world should be the territory of the mother tree.
Just like an unchanging bond, the seed is not truly independent after being separated from the mother body.
But this child tree, the mother tree looked down at the struggling young seedling. She could not show any sign of surrender to it. As early as after it was bound to Yin Nian, this seed that had been held by her had been
, it had already jumped out of her palm.
There was no expression on Yin Nian's face, but his heart was twitching, and he was even more worried than when he was chased by the Insect King.
She could still escape from being chased by the Insect King, but if the mother tree wanted to deal with her and her family, Yin Nian gritted her teeth.
Fortunately, the mother tree doesn't really want to kill the seedlings.
She easily took the mung bean light ball that Xiaomiao had hidden, and then threw Xiaomiao out so hard that half of its branches were broken.
The mother tree watched the young seedling staggeringly get up from the ground, "Whether you obey the bloodline suppression or not, you have to remember that no matter who you are, you must respect me and don't try to provoke me."
The mother tree has always had absolute control over this territory.
But now there is only one seedling that is out of control.
She squeezed the struggling mung bean dumpling in her hand, and when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The ground beneath Yin Nian's and the others' feet suddenly cracked open, and countless branches stretched out, lifting everyone in the four districts up. Without saying a word, they lifted up the branches and slapped them, and no one was exempted.
Oh, except Yin Nian.
She was whipped twice and will always be a 'special case' of the mother tree.
The little mung bean was held in the hand of the mother tree. After a while, the mother tree raised its eyebrows: "Is it really territorial?"
"How can a territory have its own consciousness?"
The mother tree closed its eyes in the nervous gaze of Yin Nian and others.
Yin Nian looked at the tree roots that were tied to his body, and the hands tied behind his back slowly tightened.
The spiritual consciousness of the mother tree penetrated deep into the interior of this little thing.
The deep black in front of her eyes gradually broke into tiny red dots.
Then came large swaths of crimson.
It was a large area of ruins, the wasteland left after Wanyu faced the attack from the Feng family and the Mu family.
Corpses littered the fields, those of those who voluntarily stayed behind to cover Yin Nian and the others' escape.
The body of the mother tree is like the wind, condensed on this piece of heaven and earth, and the blood of those people continues to penetrate into this piece of land.
In the end, the blood soaked into the remaining waste soil, and the old reincarnation tree with a little consciousness left was floating around with the waste soil, and it was also soaked in this crimson soil of hatred.
The mother tree closed her eyes.
Her hand traveled through time and space and touched the wasteland of that time.
Many voices came from the wasteland.
【I hate……】
【Did they escape?】
【I hate it so much! I hate it so much!】
【It hurts too much, I'm scared.】
【Will they come back? What to do if they don’t come back? What to do if they can’t come back? 】
The obsession at the moment of death turned into various weak roars, which were constantly integrated with the land and absorbed by the huge and dying reincarnation tree.
These resentments can't make Mother Tree even the slightest bit moved. She has heard too many of them.
Can alternate between day and night.
The resentment is still there, but the voice is gradually getting weaker.
It slowly turned into worry.
【Are they coming back?】
【Can you come back?】
【Will you come back?】
Resentment, worry, regret, self-blame, these different voices eventually slowly assimilated into one voice.
The blood on the ground gradually dried up, as if it had never existed, and even the bodies of those people were gone.
This land seems to 'eat people', swallowing their bodies bit by bit without leaving any trace.
And a crimson light group appeared on this land.
Half of it is missing, and generally it's fear, hatred and resentment.
But the reincarnation tree slowly swallowed it up.
It was re-wrapped and protected.
The resentment disappeared.
Those countless voices became one voice.
[It doesn’t matter, go find them.]
The mother tree withdrew her hand, and she understood that it was not the land itself that gave birth to consciousness, but the obsessions of all the people left behind in the world that became the 'consciousness' of this land.
When their blood stained this land, their terrible obsession and sense of belonging to this land completely integrated them with Wanyu.
Coupled with the dominance of the reincarnation tree.
In the end, such a small thing was formed.
The mother tree withdrew her consciousness and pinched the mung bean-sized thing in her hand.
It made a childish voice, "Hungry!"
The tree roots tied to Yin Nian and the others were withdrawn.
Everyone was injured, but no one screamed, and everyone looked at the mother tree warily.
The mother tree threw the mung bean dumplings back.
At the same time, she looked at Yin Nian and everyone in District 4 and said, "Next time, it won't be like this."
Yin Nian understood that the mother tree was telling them to subconsciously touch the magic weapon. Of course, the mother tree would not allow those who were protected by her to draw a knife on her.
"There is only one kind of person who can raise a knife against me, and that is someone who is stronger than me." The mother tree looked at Yin Nian calmly and said.
Yin Nian didn't say anything, just grabbed the mung bean dumplings back.
The mother tree didn't care about Yin Nian's attitude. Instead, she looked at the seedling that had climbed up from the ground, "This is indeed territorial awareness."
After death, those obsessions existed in another form and turned into a real sense of territoriality.
"But after the territory has its own sense of dominance, it is no longer your territory." The mother tree said softly.
The young seedling touched its trunk and coughed twice.
"What do you mean it's not my territory?" Xiaomiao took a few breaths, neither humble nor arrogant, "How can I defend such a large territory and all the Zerg attacks with just one tree?"
"I never considered this territory to be my tree territory."