Then, Chen Zhen saw a very inconspicuous little dot there.
"Zheng——"
Just as Yan Yan's eyes were casting, the inconspicuous little dot suddenly made a thrilling sound.
Suddenly, the sound of a clear and ridge came from mid-air. Whether it was Chen Zhen under the tree or Chen Zhen, who had been tied to the tree and had his neck broken, they all subconsciously looked at the small dots floating in the sky.
That is Guqin Mahaloga.
"Zheng——"
The strings emitted a sonorous syllable again. This time, accompanied by the sound of the piano, a tiny stream of light fell down.
The streamers were dense, like crushed glass, slowly falling in the dark night sky, and it was like a rain of light falling from afar.
But if you look closely, you will find that the fine lights are not golden, but are the spiritual energy of wood shining with green light.
"Zheng——"
The sound of the piano continues, and the green spiritual qi splashes out wave after wave with the sound of the piano.
The blue stream of light almost covers the entire night fog wilderness, forming a huge visual contrast with the dark night sky. It looks like green fireflies flying all over the sky, with a dreamy beauty.
Yan Yan stepped on two golden qi under his feet, standing quietly in the void, watching the power of the green wood as shattered as fireflies being splashed by Mahaloga.
Sprinkled under this dark night.
It falls in the quiet night fog wilderness that seems to be forgotten by time and space...
Chen Zhen, who was tied to the old Migu tree by branches, had his head hanging on his chest. His neck, which had been completely twisted, was still bleeding, but his broken neck could still be dominated like a normal person.
At this moment, he was also looking at the guqin in the air at a strange angle hanging upside down.
Chen Zhen, who was standing under the tree, also raised his head, his dark and bright eyes were still as quiet as usual, staring at the Guqin in the void, and there was no strange change on his calm face.
The spots of light all fell into the night fog wilderness, falling in the irregularly shaped forest filled with fog.
Suddenly, Yan Yan, who was standing quietly in the void, suddenly raised a finger, and a blue light flowed on her fingertips.
His fingers drew a bright half arc in the void. When no one was on guard, Yan Yan's finger wrapped in the power of pure wood pointed straight at Chen Zhen standing under the tree.
"Thousands of thousands of 1000 pierce the heart!"
Yan Yan shouted loudly, and the wooden spiritual energy on his fingertips instantly turned into a sword of light.
With her call, the trees in the entire night fog wilderness seemed to have come alive.
All the trees turned into spiritual living bodies, swaying their trunks frantically, and branches seemed to be waving swords, and suddenly stabbed Chen Zhen under the old migu tree.
Even the old Migu tree above his head instantly had several branches piercing straight towards Chen Zhen's head under the tree.
Chen Zhen, under the tree, was just looking at the guqin in the void with his dark and quiet eyes. Such a huge change suddenly occurred around him. His expression suddenly became astonished, as if he was completely shocked by the sudden change and the crazy forest.
Standing foolishly, he looked back at Yan Yan.
There was a clear meaning of asking for help in his eyes.
But Yan Yan's face had no expression, her eyes were bright, cold and decisive.
Facing Chen Zhen's clear and black eyes, the green light on Yan Yan's hand was almost unhesitant to wave down the child's body.
As her arms moved, the trees that were alive also waved countless branches and swords like spikes and stabbed Chen Zhen's body.
"puff!"
Countless wooden swords pierced through Chen Zhen's body almost instantly from the back, and the entire chest cavity was almost filled with branches. The broken internal organs were pushed out of the body in an instant, and they were spread in front of Chen Zhen and fell into a vague pile of rotten meat.
All this happened so quickly that Chen Zhen didn't seem to react.
When his body was pierced, he was curious about his head below and looked at his chest and abdomen.
That expression seemed to be wondering why so many branches suddenly grew in my body...
Yan Yan was still expressionless and looked at Chen Zhen, who was stabbed into a bloody hole under the tree with cold eyes.
Chen Zhen lowered his head, stopped on himself for a few seconds, then slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Yan opposite him.
"Sister, you killed me."
His eyes were still as calm and bright as usual, and his tone when he talked to Yan Yan was still as calm as usual.
Even telling about being killed seems to be telling something very ordinary.
But while talking, Chen Zhen's eyes kept looking at Yan Yan, and his eyes began to gradually become wet and red, and then tears mixed with bright red plasma flowed out.
Then, bright red blood began to flow out from his nose, the corners of his mouth, and his ears.
But Chen Zhen's eyes were still looking at Yan Yan quietly, as if he was very difficult to open his mouth: "Sister, why? Why do you want to kill me?"
But Yan Yan looked at Chen Zhen, but her eyes were as cold as a knife. Her speaking speed was very slow, but she did not have any emotion.
"Even if you want to fight, you can't be more open-minded and always be so shameless!"
While speaking, Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and raised it upwards.
The branches that passed through Chen Zhen's body suddenly lifted Chen Zhen's pierced body with her movements.
Chen Zhen finally showed fear in his bright eyes. He suddenly cried loudly: "Sister, are you really going to kill me? Sister..."
"Shut up! You shameless demon, who is your sister!"
Yan Yan yelled impatiently, and at the same time, his hand suddenly fell down and shouted loudly: "Cracked!"
With her call, the branches that pierced Chen Zhen's body began to tear in different directions, cutting Chen Zhen's body
Chen Zhen widened his eyes in horror and shouted loudly: "Sister, I am Chen Zhen, you can't kill me, Master saves me, Mr. Yumei saves me...ah--"
With Chen Zhen screaming, Yan Yan touched Lan Yan's red lips and sneered: "Haha! No one told you the same trick. Is it boring to play too much?"
Chen Zhen's face was covered in blood and tears, innocent and helpless. Although his eyes with blood and tears were filled with fear and pain, they were still bright and clear.
Chen Zhen kept crying silently, looking at Yan Yan with begging.
But Yan Yan's expression seemed to be frozen and there was no change.
Chen Zhen's body had been cut off one of his left arm by sharp branches, and half of his right shoulder was missing, and only one flesh and blood was left in his right arm to connect to his body.
The arm that was not completely cut off shook Chen Zhen's side and stretched out a finger.
I don’t know if it was intentional or when it was cut off, it was frozen in this position, as if pointing in a certain direction below.
Chen Zhen's sobbing sound came intermittently: "Sister, you are so cruel, really. My mother treats you so well, you actually killed me. Sister, you killed me because you think you are tied to the tree.
Is it the real me?"
"Sister, take a closer look, who is the real Chen Zhen?"