But I didn't say anything in the end, but I believed Changtong, and he said that they would come back, so I would wait for them here until they came back.

I looked at their departing backs, I thought that Miansheng would cry, but he didn't, he, he's usually less timid than anyone else, but when he encounters things, he is stronger than anyone else.

This is where I have been cultivating, the aura is abundant, and it didn't take long for my injuries to recover almost, but it's a pity that I was hit by those demon slayers' magic weapons at that time, and no matter how diligent I practice in the future, I won't be able to achieve great success.

I repaired the small dilapidated house of Changtong and lived in it.

Then someone discovered this place and settled here, and they multiplied here, and my hut grew bigger and bigger.

Time is really not a good medicine sometimes, at least that's what I think, but I'm always sure they won't lie to me.

A hundred years later, this is like a small town, my little dilapidated house has been built into an inn, I have surrounded myself in the backyard of the inn, sometimes I wonder if the two of them will be shocked when they come back.

Time doesn't mean much to me anymore, I used to always want to achieve positive results, but now that I have the hidden danger of killing and being hit by a magic weapon on my back, I'm afraid it's impossible to become an immortal.

All my time was spent waiting for him to come back.

Fifty years later, the occasional traveler who passed by the town and stayed at my inn would tell me about the world outside the town, but it was all about war, which made me think it was funny, but was power more important than life?

But soon I couldn't laugh anymore, and the fighting eventually spread to Yanhuai Town.

I don't know which country's army is, I put a fire first when I entered the town, I was an old tree cultivating into a demon, even if I have a human form, I can't change my nature of being afraid of fire, but my own let me take care of myself, let alone protect the other people in the town.

Listening to the wails of the killing, smelling the fireworks and blood in the sky, I regret it in the end, this time, even if I die, I don't want to live alone anymore.

The pain of the flames licking at my real body made me feel a little disengaged, and I lost count of how many slayers had died at my hands, and their faces of fear before death were exactly the same as those they had killed.

After only three days and three nights, Yanhuai Town was in ruins, and dry bones were everywhere.

I was hidden in my half-scorched true body, and now, I could not even maintain my human form.

What kind of mood should I have faced with the bones and ruins everywhere, yes, my intervention really didn't change anything, but it was really unspeakable sadness to watch the town that was forming in front of me fall apart.

It reminds me of the time when Nagaki and Mitsui were taken away, and I was just as powerless as I am now, but I don't want to endure loneliness anymore this time, even if it becomes even myself disgusted with myself.

I've always been like this, waiting until I lost it to remember to get it.

Hunting, this is simply a breeze for a nine-hundred-year-old dryad.

I caught the earth immortal named Wu Yuzi by surprise, I used my roots to almost suck up his cultivation, he deserved it, he was the earth immortal in this area, but he didn't interfere with the destruction of Yanhuai Town, he should always pay some price.

With his cultivation, I was able to recover from my injuries, and I spread the roots of the tree throughout Yanhuai Town, using my spiritual power to manipulate the people of the town to maintain the same appearance as the day before the massacre.

It's good that the slaughter doesn't seem to have come yet, and I have someone to accompany me.

It's very laborious to keep all the people in a town the way they were when they were alive, and I just have to keep absorbing the cultivation of others, and the more the better.

The first time I absorbed other people's cultivation, I felt guilty, but then the more times I did, I became numb, and what other people did didn't matter to me compared to myself.

It's been a hundred years like this.,I'm really tired.,I've been very tired since the first time I absorbed all the cultivation of a demon and caused his death.,But I'm always going to live.,I'm going to wait for Changtong to come back.,There's no way.,If I want to live.,I can only let more people die.。