Xiao Chen didn't believe in it anyway, such a large abandoned land. Purple Pavilion

In his preconceived impression, not to mention twelve, even if it is twenty, there should be one! Take ten thousand steps back and say, there is no here, there will always be one in other places, for example, the dungeon in Deling City, he has seen more than one ancient beast in it.

Piao Piao shook her head: "Really not, believe me, I didn't lie." ”

He was confused, you said that you had to find the blood of the twelve ancient beasts, and then the two of them came here together, if not, then what are we doing here?

"There is no here, let's look elsewhere!" he wrinkled his brows and said: "There is no Great Chu Dynasty, we will go to the wild land, I don't believe it, can't we find another ancient mysterious beast in the Huaxia Continent?"

The goddess shook her head: "A year ago, there were, but now, there are indeed only eleven, even if we search the ends of the earth, we can't find the twelfth." ”

He was about to go crazy: "Why was there a year ago, and now it is not?"

The goddess did not answer his question, but asked rhetorically, "Do you know why it is so refreshing to offer me the wood spirit?"

Without thinking, he said: "Because if it doesn't give, I will continue to add salt, and it will have to choose to compromise in the face of death." ”

"No, it has nothing to do with your threat, because it pities me. The goddess smiled faintly, and it was very pitiful.

She sighed and continued, "The reason why I pity me is because I am of the same kind as it. ”

Xiao Chen almost didn't sit on the ground: "The same kind, you are the same kind as it? How is it possible, you are a human being, it is a 10,000-year-old ancient cypress!"

Piao Piao smiled faintly, looked up at Gu Bai, and said: "There was once a seed, a seed that was lucky enough to survive the destruction of ancient times, took root and sprouted into a towering tree, experienced tens of thousands of years of time reincarnation, although it experienced the baptism of thunder and lightning every day, but it stood tall.

Where it takes root, it is a mound of earth at a low elevation, surrounded by various plants, including Soul Grass, which are its companions. The only difference is that the lifespan of the partners is very limited, even the soul spirit grass can only live for a few decades, so it sends away batches of old friends and welcomes more new friends.

It is powerful, but at the same time it is very timid, but whenever humans and beasts appear, it feels threatened, and sends out sharp blades, killing them.

After a long time, its fierce reputation spread throughout the entire Huaxia Continent, and human beings only knew that when they approached a certain range, there was only one way to die, so they were afraid and easily did not dare to disturb its peaceful life.

Until one day, a young man appeared, holding a wooden shield, and used a strange way to pass through the danger zone and reach its feet. Just like when we came to the blind spot of the attack of the 10,000-year-old ancient cypress just now, this young man saw that there was a golden leaf at the top of the big tree, and his own martial soul happened to be a leaf.

He liked the leaf, and he was smart enough to know that a hard fight was no match for him, and he used the principle of Jinnengkemu to drive a dagger into the trunk of a tree......"

At this point, Xiao Chen was already in tears, and she unhurriedly took out the bronze dagger pinned to her waist and continued: "It finally compromised, offered the golden leaf, and the young man left happily. He didn't know that that leaf was the guarantee for the tree to survive for 10,000 years, and without it, it would not be able to fight against thunder and lightning, so he had to choose to transform into a shape. ”

Xiao Chen is not unfamiliar with the word transformation, according to literature, beasts and plants that have reached a certain level of cultivation, and even a stubborn stone, have the possibility of turning into a human form.

"It became her, with the bronze dagger, the head of the place where it had lived for ten thousand years, and the thought was to seek revenge on him. Piao Piao smiled, her mind full of good memories: "Not long after, he and she met in the dungeon, when he was besieged by powerful beasts, and she didn't need to do anything to watch the enemy die in front of her." But she rescued him, and gave up the opportunity to kill him with her own hands, and drifted away. ”

Xiao Chen walked up to her and continued: "Later, when he met her several times, she had a chance to do it, but she didn't, she just showed a little boredom and coldness. ”

"Yes, she always told herself that it was not a hero to attack someone of such a low rank. Piao Piao added.

Later, instead of killing him, she agreed with the new name he had given her. Xiao Chen looked directly at her beautiful eyes, and tears unconsciously slipped from her eyes.

Piao Piao raised her snow-white right hand and helped him wipe away the tears: "Who would have thought that as the days passed, the two intersected more and more, and the only bit of hatred left in her heart disappeared without a trace, and another strange feeling was generated." She likes to be with him, watching him quietly, and she doesn't get angry even if he gets a little cheap. ”

The next second, Xiao Chen took her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "You should have told me earlier, I was such a fool that I didn't recognize the bronze dagger that you had been carrying with me." Piao Piao, I'm sorry for you, your current illness is caused by the loss of the golden leaf, right?"

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with you. She smiled and said, "It's because I'm too arrogant, thinking that I can still fight against thunder and lightning, and I resisted a few times before I chose to transform, and the root of the disease fell at that time." Now you know, I am the twelfth ancient beast in this world, and I have already transformed, so there is no twelfth. ”

"No, you're not a mysterious beast, you're not a 10,000-year-old dryad, you're fluttering, a living person. He exclaimed.

The goddess smiled, and smiled very sweetly: "Actually, I won't tell you, I'm afraid that you won't accept it, no matter what, I used to be a dryad who lived for tens of thousands of years, although I turned into a human form, but my past cannot be erased." ”

It is precisely for this reason that the 10,000-year-old cypress will generously contribute his wood essence, because in this world, they are the only two remaining 10,000-year-old tree demons, and it is easy to feel sorry for each other.

Xiao Chen continued to hug her, biting his lip and saying, "If you don't have enough blood from the twelve kinds of mysterious beasts, won't you be able to heal?"

"Yes!" she didn't have the slightest sadness on her face, but said with a happy face, "There are only eleven kinds of mysterious beast blood, maybe it can cure me, but the chance of this is only one in ten thousand." I won't die, and the two most likely outcomes are to fall into a coma and to revert back to a seed. ”

"Piaopiao, don't worry, I will cure you, you will be fine. He said word for word.

"It doesn't matter, in fact, this year, I've had a very happy life, even if it's worth it. She said softly: "Especially when I met you, I will always remember this memory in my heart." Not to mention these sad words, there are still seven days left before the end of the year, but how does it end, let's happily spend these seven days. ”

"Good!" his tears once again slid down uncontrollably, dripping onto the goddess's fragrant shoulders.

Piaopiao's mouth pursed, and he didn't say: "Don't show sadness, you just promised to be happy, do you want to make me unhappy?"

"Of course not. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, squeezing out a smile: "We are happy, and we promise not to make you angry." ”

"Hmm!" Piao nodded heavily, then slowly leaned her face on his shoulder.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, beside the swaying tree, the shadows of the two close together gradually became longer.