The wind stopped.

The clouds are gone.

The scorching autumn sun scatters wisps of warm light, reflecting on the face, warm as a spring breeze.

Chu Feng lay on his side on the uneven strange rock, his tired body relaxed.

Turning his head, he glanced at the Demon Tree that had been beaten with only one face left, and sighed.

He didn't speak, but listened quietly.

The spirit of the Demon Tree gradually dissipated, but he took a tight breath and slowly recounted that period of the past.

At this moment, he and Chu Feng were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"At that time, I was still a young ......"

The Demon Tree's pupils dilated slightly, as if he saw himself at that time.

At that time, he was just a small tree.

That year, Infernal Mountain was just a small mountain.

In that year, the world was full of five hegemons, and the beacon was in flames.

He has been here since the day he was born.

As a tree, it is also destined to be here forever.

But what he likes most is the things of the world.

Because, there are always mortals passing by here who stay here.

Or in groups of three or five, chattering and talking.

Or alone, with a low brow and a deep groan, talking to himself.

There is an old man riding a bull, with a long beard and black eyebrows, a fairy wind and bones, and a big laugh like the wind.

The green cow was always lying lazily on the ground, with a pair of big brown eyes and bones spinning, not knowing what to think.

There is an elegant old gentleman, who is here to enjoy the shade, talking and laughing with the students, and the students who have a sentence of "learning without thinking will be reckless, and thinking without learning will be ruined," the students nodded one after another.

There are chic travelers, with wine in their backpacks, taking a sip, and laughing with the people around them. 35xs

There are also generals who fight, with a sword tied to their waists, and they are majestic.

There were also women and children who had fled, unclothed and looking panicked.

At that time, the Demon Tree always used its strength to sway its body, bringing gusts of cool breeze to those who enjoyed the coolness.

The trees around him would always laugh at him.

"Xiaoshu, why are you working so hard, they will leave a soak of urine at most and leave."

He smiled disappreciatively.

He doesn't care.

He just wanted to make it cooler underneath.

In this way, those people will stay more.

He'll be able to listen to more stories.

He had heard too many stories of the world.

From Yao Shunyu to Xia Shang Zhou, from Nuwa to Mending the Sky to Youwang Beacon Fire Opera Princes.

It was one of his happiest years.

Listen to people's stories and make your own tree.

To be a tree like this, what more can the husband ask for.

Until one day, a green ox came to chop wood.

As usual, he swung his body vigorously, bringing a cool breeze to the people below.

But he never thought that a branch fell and hit the young man's head impartially.

In a fit of rage, the young man climbed to the top of the tree and, wielding his axe, cut him in half from top to bottom.

Then he was bald.

"Haha, Xiaoshu, you're bald, what's the matter, what the old man with a brain like a small hill said last time was too profound, did you learn to be bald?"

The trees around him laughed at him.

He blushed and said, "Study...... Can learning be called bald......"

He was always optimistic.

It's okay, it will grow in a few months.

It's okay, it's cool.

It's okay, it's not ugly.

It's okay, it's okay to be ugly, and no little girl tree has taken a fancy to me anyway.

He's just optimistic.

Optimistic to pessimistic.

Next.

"Little brother, you stick to my head, can you go to the side?"

The answer he got was a laugh.

"The door of the brain has been cut in half, and it is not dead."

He didn't answer, comforting himself in his heart.

It's okay, it's just a branch, it doesn't matter.

However, things went far beyond his expectations.

The next day, another branch of another tree reached above his head.

Day 3......

Day 5......

Day 10......

A month later......

After three months......

There were more and more trees around him, and the branches they reached out covered the door of his head.

Sunshine no longer belongs to him.

Losing sunlight is the same as losing life.

He was getting more and more languid, and he was getting thinner and thinner.

The whole body was surrounded by the surrounding trees, and I couldn't breathe.

"Yes...... Let me go, please......"

He begged.

He knew that if he continued like this, death would not be far away.

"Hehe, let you sway so hard before, so that no one was here for me, now what?"

The strong tree across from him laughed, and the branches were still sticking over his head day after day.

He kept his head down and didn't speak.

And so, day after day, there was no sunlight, the leaves slowly fell, and the whole tree was bald.

His spirit kept flowing, and he was about to fall asleep forever.

"Oh, there are so many trees, hurry up and enjoy the cool!"

Several peasant women ran to him, and one of them stayed under him.

He came to his senses all at once, and he took his last breath and kept swaying his body.

However, there are no leaves.

His efforts only shook the shriveled bark off and left the woman alone.

"Phew, bad luck!"

The woman looked up and saw that it was a "dead tree", so she quickly patted the bark on her body and fled to the opposite tree.

Finally, when I left the strong tree, I on the way.

"Hey, hey! Bald, you're going to hang! ”

The tree across from him excitedly sucked up urine and taunted him.

He bowed his head again.

One day.

Three days.

Ten days.

……

He grew unconscious.

Perhaps, he is going to die.

That's the end of it.

I really can't bear it.

"Hey, you're going to die."

"Boy, don't you want to pee with us anymore!"

"Hurry up and die, so Lao Tzu's territory is big again."

The taunts in my ears did not stop.

He kept his head down and let the trees around him taunt him.

One day.

Three days.

Ten days.

Until, their appearance.

"Who is it?"

Chu Feng got up and looked at the Demon Tree.

The Demon Tree looked gloomy and sighed, "It's a person from Heavenly Court."

He glanced at Chu Feng and said, "They said that my physique is very special, let me devour the evil qi from the Heavenly Court, and then introduce it from the root to the Yellow Spring, and finally return to the human ......."

"Is it really someone from Heavenly Court...... Chu Feng frowned and said, "Whose person?" ”

The Demon Tree has a special physique, and Chu Feng has already seen it.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have grown to the size of a mountain.

As for the evil qi from Heavenly Court......

There are many sources of evil energy.

But it is not easy to gather the evil qi and then introduce it to Infernal Mountain.

I'm afraid there are secrets in it.

And the sentence that the Demon Tree said about finally returning to the human world is also worth studying.

The Demon Tree glanced at Chu Feng and said, "Who else could it be besides her?"

"Who is it?"

"Yes...... Poof......"

Suddenly, there was a lute sound in the sky,

The sound of "bang" was like a sharp sword, slashing the already dying demon tree.

Black blood continued to overflow from the corners of the Demon Tree's mouth, but the empty eyes were wrapped with a glimmer of relief.

"The Heavenly King?"

Chu Feng looked at the sky.

The Four Heavenly Kings have arrived.

(End of chapter)