"What else can you pay for your tree! I'll pay for it myself! ”

Su Muhan didn't hear the pit in Song Sizhe's words, so he answered very directly, and Su Muhan himself also realized that in front of this Song Sizhe, he seemed to have lost the strength of his poisonous tongue.

The way of speaking seems simple?

"Sleep with me? Then this is what you said, and you yourself accompanied it. ”

Song Sizhe's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he took Su Muhan into the ditch step by step, but the pronunciation of the word 'sleep' was always too abrupt, and Su Muhan could hear the problem even if he listened to it in reverse:

"I'm talking about paying you a 'tree', not a 'sleep', or a 'tax', it's a tree! A tree of towering trees! ”

Song Sizhe smiled and whispered, "It's all the same anyway, as long as you have a companion." ”

"That's it! I do what I say! Sure to pay you a whole grove! ”

"Well, then, you'll have to stay with me until the grove is back to its original state."

Song Sizhe's words were not red and his heart was not beating, although Su Muhan felt that Song Sizhe's answer sounded like a big problem, and it didn't seem to match before and after the conversation.

But because there is no evidence, I can't do anything about Song Sizhe.

"It's hard to chase a horse, but I want to make it clear, I'm just paying for the 'tree', the tree of the grove, the tree of the sapling, don't make a bad idea!" Su Muhan warned again and again.

"That's nature, it's a tree, it's not sleeping, right?" Song Sizhe repeated softly.

"Hmmm! That's right! It's a tree! Su Muhan also confirmed it one last time.

"Then let's go." Song Sizhe pulled Su Muhan to stand up.

"Let's go? Where to? Su Muhan was feeling his cultivation at the moment, and his original plan was to return to Feng Yan Hall to continue his cultivation.

"Let's buy a tree!"

Song Sizhe said as a matter of course: "This is what you just said, you need to accompany me until my grove is restored to its original state." ”

For a while, Su Muhan was speechless, feeling as if he had fallen into some deep pit.

A deliberate pit.

"What about Feng Hina Hall?" Although he was seriously pitted, Su Muhan did not feel any uncomfortable emotions, so he also let Song Sizhe go.

Moreover, the words I just said on my front foot are difficult to chase, and if I regret it in a blink of an eye, it will be a little ugly.

"You don't have to go back before the Jiazi War."

Song Sizhe turned his back to Su Muhan and said, "If my hunch is correct, Jiazi Zhan will be a turning point in the fate of you and me......

……

For some reason, the topic seemed to suddenly become heavy, and Su Muhan wondered, why did he 'turn' in a good way?

"Did something happen to Feng Hina Hall?" Su Muhan had to be so suspicious.

"There is nothing to say, and nothing is also nothing." Song Sizhe still had his back to Su Muhan.

"So where are we going now?"

Song Sizhe took Su Muhan's hand and went straight to the east, and the destination seemed to have already been clear.

"When you go, you'll know that it's a place that suits you well, or maybe it's just for you."

Soon, Song Sizhe pulled Su Muhan on the horse together, and the two of them each had a horse, and they left the boundary of Kyoto in a blink of an eye.

To the east, apart from the vast expanse of the sea, there are only two cities left.

one, the dead city; One, the Spiritual City.

Lingcheng exists to suppress the dead city, and the Wood Spirit Sect, one of the eight great spirit sects, is the chief guard of Lingcheng.