In the face of such a teenager, Song Yu is really a little ...... I can't bear it.

After all, she's not really a native of the wilderness.

I have seen so many landscapes in my past and present lives, and I still feel that only this scenery in front of me is the most charming, the most remote, and the most delicious.

Song Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart: "You...... Tell my people to rise up first. ”

"Hey, they are kneeling down to the tree god, not the god."

The boy said this, but he still raised his hand and let the people of the boulder get up from the ground.

The people felt an invisible force in their bodies hold their bodies up.

Everyone got up obediently and looked up, but they didn't see the noble tree god who had just appeared.

But no one dared to ask out loud.

On the side of the slope, Song Yu withdrew his gaze from the clansmen, stretched out his little hand with satisfaction, and formally greeted the other party: "Song Yu, please advise more." ”

"It's so small!"

The boy looked at the pitiful little hand and was disgusted.

But he pursed his lips with a straight mouth, stretched out a slender and toned white hand, and held it unceremoniously in his small hand.

Well, this little hand is so soft, like herself, so soft and cute.

It's no wonder that the first time he opened his eyes, he recognized her at a glance among the hundreds of dozens of people.

His mind was racing, but he said in a dignified voice: "Heavenly Song, you can also be called the god of song." ”

"Poof—"

Song Yu listened to his self-introduction and couldn't help but laugh.

God of Song?!

This title really made her unbearable.

I felt that it was inappropriate to laugh out loud, so I quickly raised my hand to cover my face, trying to hold back the laughter.

But that smiling gaze couldn't hide the fact that she was laughing.

"You girl, what's so funny?"

Tiange obviously didn't get her laughter, and looked at her suspiciously.

The blue eyes, like a cloudless clear sky, are so far and vast.

When Song Yu touched those eyes, his soul seemed to be sucked into by some kind of power, and the whole person was going to sink/fall.

Secretly bite your tongue/tip and take a deep breath to shake off the sensation.

Only then did he point to the giant tree in the back mountain and ask curiously, "That's ...... Your home? ”

"It's a place for me to live temporarily, not a home."

Tiange replied very casually, and while speaking, he looked at the python skirt on her body with disgust.

He pouted: "Why are you wearing this?" ”

Song Yu: What can Sister ...... do? If you don't wear it, you'll have to wear a bark tusk.

Don't you also clothe yourself with your hair?

Thinking so, she didn't dare to say such a thing.

But the next moment, Song Yu saw him pull out a long silky hair from his head at will, and his fingertips flew into a phantom.

Song Yu didn't know what Bai Ge was doing?

It's the first time I've seen a person who pulls out his hair without saying a word.

When everyone in the Juyan tribe saw that their tree god was talking to Song Yu, none of them dared to come forward to disturb them.

But they were not idle, they took out their own food and began to cook lunch.

Even so, everyone couldn't help but look at this side and observe what Song Yu and the 'Tree God' would say?

"Well, wear this."

In less than ten breaths, the long hair in the heavenly singer turned into a very fairy little skirt.

The small blue skirt not only has the style of a dragon-skin skirt, but also adds hundreds of pleats to the skirt, ruffles on the cuffs, and a canopy shape at the shoulders.

"It's beautiful!"

The words of praise were blurted out by Song Yu, and little stars appeared in his eyes, "Really give it to me?" ”

Seeing her unproductive appearance, Tiange's tone became even more disgusted: "Apart from you, who else can wear such a small dress?" ”