Standing behind Yin Nian is the mother tree, which looks the same as now but has bright eyes.
The White Lady was speaking to the mother tree behind Yin Nian, but when Yin Nian stood in the middle and suddenly saw this scene, it was as if the White Lady was talking to herself.
At that moment, Yin Nian almost subconsciously punched the White Lady's cold face hard.
Boom!
Her hand passed through Bai Niangniang's head.
This is not the real world, so she naturally feels lonely.
The face of the White Lady in front of her quickly fell apart and turned into colorful blisters that surrounded Yin Nian.
These messy dreams kept flying around Yin Nian.
It was as if he was teasing this little girl who suddenly barged in.
Yin Nian's mood was not very good.
Seeing Bai Niangniang's face, she couldn't calm down at all. Although she knew that there must be a 'past' between Bai Niangniang and the mother tree, after all, Bai Niangniang's posture during the battle wanted to show the 'past' between the two on her face.
Photographed in front of everyone.
But the impact of being prepared in one's mind is different from actually seeing the White Lady's face.
Yin Nian stood in front of the colorful bubbles and light groups that were constantly spinning at high speed, and felt a slight tingling sensation starting to occur between his eyebrows.
She took several deep breaths and tried her best to suppress the unchangeable disgust and hatred in her heart for the White Lady. She was not here to waste time.
The mother tree didn't want to say it.
But it was something she thought she needed to know.
It is difficult to force a person to talk about things or even scars that one does not want to talk about, but after several encounters with the White Lady and the Dinghuang, she came to the conclusion that she must figure out what happened in the past.
Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in any battle. Some people are born bad. She has met many such people. Some people gradually become bad, and some people are dragged down step by step by desire.
, she must know what kind of enemy she is facing.
at the very beginning.
Yin Nian said it before.
She is willing to risk everything and do whatever it takes to win the next time.
So even if the mother tree will be angry afterwards, she must do this.
Thinking of this, Yin Nian completely suppressed all his restless and resentful thoughts, and tried to pass through a group of colorful bubbles that were constantly rotating.
All kinds of face experiences kept passing by quickly in front of Yin Nian's eyes.
Yin Nian didn't even stop for it.
Suddenly, when a bubble with an obviously stronger color bumped into it, Yin Nian grabbed it and said, "It's you."
Vast swaths of blinding white swallow up a field of vision full of human faces.
Those chaotic scenes were like gravel on the ground being washed away by roaring waves. Yin Nian felt that his consciousness and soul were floating again, and the pain between his brows became more obvious.
This time, she saw no one in front of her except a large expanse of ground covered with flowers and a mother tree in the middle of the ground that was half smaller than it was now.
Yin Nian walked to the front of the mother tree.
She looked down at the tender grass tips and circles of carefully maintained flowers of various colors and sizes.
"It's completely different from now." Yin Nian murmured.
Now there are no flowers around the mother tree's territory, but there is Wan Yu who is close to her cheek.
There are bare patches of land everywhere that have been wiped out by the aftermath of competition between people on the territory. You can feel the smell of hot heat and windy sand when you step on it.
But here now, there is the smell of dew, flowers and roots accompanied by the smell of wet mud.
But there are also the same ones as now.
Yin Nian raised his head and saw the person sitting on the branch of the big tree in the center. Her toes were swaying in the breeze, and the pearl on the shoe was bright and dark.
She stretched out five fingers and spread them towards the flower bed below.
Countless drops of water shot out from her fingers, hitting the petals and roots like rain.
Is this the flower she raised?
Yin Nian was stunned on the spot.
She came to clarify the dispute between the Mother Tree and the White Lady. She was prepared for everything, but she was not prepared to see such a Mother Tree in Ouhao.
What are flowers?
Yin Nian lowered his head and looked carefully.
It has no spiritual power, no toxicity, and is just an ordinary flower. Its only advantage may be its beauty, but beauty, which is "worthless" to the mother tree, will not be carefully cultivated by her.
Perhaps it is said that it was cultivated by a mother tree that would not be recognized by Yin Nian.
This had a much greater impact on Yin Nian than seeing White Lady’s shy face just now!
I don't know how other people feel, but when seeing a mother tree like this, she doesn't even need to see her expression at the moment, just her naughty toes and her five fingers that are constantly shaking the water drops and making a whirring sound.
The face of the mother tree that did not allow strangers to enter appeared again in her mind.
I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, and when I search deep into the surprise, I can feel a little bit of sadness and tingling.
There was a soft sound of 'bang'.
Yin Nian was shocked.
Something hit her foot.
He faced the ground and exposed the back of his head to Yin Nian. He was wrapped loosely in a purple robe that was not suitable for his age. It was a woman's robe, but underneath he was wearing men's clothes. But go
It was cut to pieces with scissors, and the purple woman's robe seemed to be forced on him, a compromise that he had to wear.
The robe is very ill-fitting and wider than others.
When he saw this person, Yin Nian's heart, which was already shaken by the mother tree, started to beat wildly.
Even if she didn't see this person, she knew who he was!
After all, the memory she chose was the one where the mother tree kept appearing in her dreams, which was the subconscious memory related to the White Lady.
Who else could this person be besides the mother tree?
Yin Nian's pupils were shaking, and he took the initiative to go around to the other side of the man's head, lying down to look at his face buried in the soil.