Not to mention the pointed leaves, there are many small thorns on the stem, which are particularly prominent among this pile of fairy grass.

It's so different, could it be that the way to crack it can't be done on this fairy grass?

Qing Kite reached out to touch it, but he didn't want to be scratched by the thorns on it, and a drop of bright red blood fell to the ground with a clatter.

In an instant, the original green grass on the ground turned yellow... Instantly revealed its original appearance.

Qing Kite was also shocked, and when she saw this, she immediately took out a knife and cut the palm of her hand. Blood suddenly flowed out of her hands, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were pale, and everything changed...

Nie Xunhuan on the side couldn't help but say, "You blood... What the hell does it do..."

Before Qing Kite could speak, the two of them were stunned by the scene in front of them. The originally beautiful scenery suddenly changed, and from the moment the kite opened its palm, everything around it, centered on the previously yellowed place, began to spread.

After a few words, the place in front of him, which was originally like a fairyland, suddenly changed. It has become overgrown with dead trees and lifeless, and above the ground, it looks like the scenery of the Yishui River.

In front of him was a big yellow tree, and the dead wood and rotten trees were nothing more than that. Fallen leaves are everywhere, and there is a sense of vicissitudes...

"This is?" even the well-informed Nie Xunhuan questioned.

"I'm afraid, this is the real Po Sao tree..."Qing Kite has really felt sad in his heart since he saw this withered tree, and a sense of resonance has arisen spontaneously, and he is inseparable from ten...

How did the tree become like this?

A cluster of netherworld fire bloomed from the hand of the Qing Kite, but at this moment, suddenly the heavens and the earth were great, and a cold wind struck, but the dead tree suddenly swayed.

Still as before, the kite picked up a fallen leaf on the ground, and when the nether fire burned the fallen leaf, a girl in tattered clothes suddenly appeared from the tree.

Finally found it, and it's... Dryads...!

When the woman saw the nether fire in Qing Kite's hand, the whole person began to tremble, only to see her slowly stretch out a hand, Qing Kite saw this, and handed the Nether Fire statue forward.

When she touched the ghostly fire, a clear stream suddenly left her eyes, and she cried...

She's finally, waiting for her!

From the time she came to the country and left her homeland, the people in the family had told her. After she came here, she was alone, and she had nothing to rely on...

In the Six Realms of Nuoda, if she is lucky, she will meet a girl with a nether fire in her hand, and that girl will be her only relative in this place, and the person she will follow for the rest of her life.

If she hadn't encountered it, it would have been her life...

And now, she has finally arrived.

The person she had been waiting for for more than 100,000 years finally appeared! She, in this empty Six Realms, finally had relatives...

"It's me who is late..."Qing Kite suddenly opened her mouth, and Nie Xunhuan on the side also stood a little farther away, his little girl came here to find her...

I saw the woman in front of me suddenly knelt down, her knees fell to the ground, and she made a bang, "The Leader of the Posa Clan, Spring Shadow, meet the Holy Maiden." ”

Qing Kite helped her up, dusted her again, looked at the dilapidated tree behind her, and said steadily, "Tell me what happened." ”

It's a long story...