Chapter five hundred and fifty seventh old tree spirit
The darkness of the forest made Yang Xuan’s road look particularly long. During this period, the guardian saint Timo kept muttering about the various secret losses he had suffered from the old tree spirit. Yang Xuan almost thought that
Everything Mo is now thanks to the old tree spirit.
However, Timo was still a bit reliable. She came down the road and gave Yang Xuan a guide to Yang Xuan for a number of plants with some functions. However, Yang Xuan was cautious and thought that Timo just wanted Yang Xuan to give these old tree spirits the sons.
If all descendants are picked away, it can be regarded as a disguised method of revenge. Who knows?
However, Yang Xuan felt very strange. Along the way, the vegetation along the way was very lush, but there was no water vapor. Although everything grows by the sun, is it okay to leave moisture? However, again, this place is different from the earth.
The environment is also conceivable. Perhaps the vegetation here is different from the earth, right?
The road seemed to be endless, and more and more yellow light appeared beside Yang Xuan, and the guardian saint Timo became silent at this moment.
"Boy, now you are about to start to get up to your spirits." Timo, the guardian god who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly reminded Yang Xuan.
In fact, even if Timo didn't remind himself, Yang Xuan would cheer up. He clearly felt that his hair was standing up, which only means that the danger was approaching.
"Hey! Old guy, I'm here to see you! Why don't you come out to greet me quickly!" After instructing Yang Xuan, the guardian saint Timo shouted loudly, hehe, it seems that people become scents when they grow old, and animals become scents when they grow old.
Instead of letting the old tree spirit be in the dark and Timo be in the bright spot, it is better to let the old tree spirit come to the bright spot, at least this can prevent the old tree spirit from attacking them behind their backs.
"It's you, are you looking for me if you have anything to do?" A voice that was far older than the voice of the patron saint Timo came from a distance, but he couldn't find the real place he was in a vague way.
"I said, old man, you are too unrighteous. I came from all over the place to see you, but when you arrived at your door, you didn't even show up. Why? Do you look down on me or what?"
Timo pretended to be angry and was very angry at the expression of being neglected by the old tree spirit.
"Ha, what you said seems to be mine. You come here without invitation, why do you blame me?" The old tree spirit is not a vegetarian, and said that he doesn't eat Timo's trick at all. "I am a simplicity of my life.
If you have nothing to do, just leave."
After hearing the old tree spirit, the guardian saint Timo was so angry that he jumped, but in the end he still held back. Who made it not the time for him to show off his might?
"Hey! I said you, do you know why you don't have friends?! It's because you, a dog, hate it. Humph! Do you really think I dare not leave?! You! Don't regret it!" The patron saint Timo was beaten by the old tree
He was so angry that he was also a well-known figure. He promised to bring Yang Xuan over, but he was disappointed as soon as he arrived. How could he keep his face?!
"What do I have to regret?" The old tree spirit did not give face to the guardian god Timo, "Go away, don't give it away."
As soon as the sound fell, the originally quiet forest became lively. The vines moved and the sound of the small trees bent. In a blink of an eye, the road in front of us was covered by the vines and small trees.
"Okay! Old guy, you are amazing. Don't beg me if you have anything to do in the future! Boy, let's go!" The guardian saint Timo stretched out his claws and pointed at him. He had never been the only one who refused others, and he hadn't.
When others don’t take themselves seriously!
Yang Xuan didn't say much. The guardian saint Timo helped him like this, and he absolutely did not refuse his share of selling him to others.
"Boy, you won't blame me, right?" The guardian saint Timo asked Yang Xuan who was walking hard. He still liked Yang Xuan very much, because, [Sea Cliff, the Top of the Sky]
】The creatures are always opposite, and there are few creatures like Yang Xuan who can talk to him; secondly, because from Yang Xuan, he saw something different, what is it, even himself
It's hard to explain clearly.
"It's against my will, but I think there must be a reason for seniors to do this." Yang Xuan did not hide his thoughts. Since Timo said he wanted to help him, he didn't believe him.
"Good boy! I just like your personality! I will help you get the rush's soul Bodhi, grandpa!" Yang Xuan's answer was very slapped with the taste of the patron saint Timo, and slapped Yang Xuan with a slap.
On his shoulders, there was a thud.
"Let's go out first, I know a road that can lead to that cave, and even if the old tree spirit wants to stop it, there is no way to do anything to us on that road." Timo looked very proud, these
Nian fought wits and courage with the old tree spirit, which really made him seize some of the handle. I dare not say anything else, but it was just entering the base camp of the old tree spirit, but there was absolutely no problem.
"Then I'll have a hard time." Yang Xuan said respectfully, while speeding up his pace of progress, and then he changed.
The way back was much shorter than when he came. Yang Xuan knew that this was definitely the old tree spirit who was interfering with it, but it made it convenient for Yang Xuan and the guardian saint Timo.
After trotting away from the forest, the patron saint Timo pointed to a raised hill and said, "It's there, the forest is full of old guys' descendants. It's really hard for us to do it, but we don't know.
This underground is our world. Even if we have become a freak like an old guy, we cannot guarantee that his roots are his weaknesses."
Yang Xuan knew that even if everything here is different from the earth, the nature of animals and plants cannot be easily changed. No matter how powerful the old tree spirit is, it is still a plant. As long as it controls its rhizomes, it can
He easily took him into his own hands.
"It's indeed a masterpiece." Yang Xuan praised the wisdom of the patron saint Timo without hesitation, but his skills on his feet were not negligent at all.
I don’t know who opened a huge cave here, and there were three Yang Xuan highs. The point is that the cave is as bright as the daytime, although the depth is far beyond Yang Xuan’s expectations.
However, along the way, I saw the rhizomes of many plants. Yang Xuan thought to himself that this was definitely done by the old tree spirit. Thinking of this, Yang Xuan immediately looked at the guardian saint Timo, but saw Timo looking innocently
He was obedient to himself, but no matter how Yang Xuan looked at it, he thought it was this guy who did it.
Without thinking too much, Yang Xuan quickly walked into the tunnel... (To be continued...)