The world is beautiful, I always think so.

I'm a tree, and it took me five hundred years to build a human form, but I don't think there's anything to regret.

This year, I'm about 800 years old, and I still hate people as much as I did when I first realized it, really, I don't understand what's so good about people?

Aren't they like trees, they feel lonely when they live alone, and when they live in groups, they always have to rob something, trees rob sunlight and water, and people rob power and money, these are all deadly things.

Yes, people, I really hate it, especially this man who has been bothering me all these years.

He is very young, about thirty years old, which is really young to me, but at this age, children should be about to marry a daughter-in-law, and then look at him, the old bachelor can only talk to me every day, which is really pitiful.

About five years ago, he built a hut at my feet, and he always talked to me every day when he had nothing to do, but he really didn't have anything else to do every day except eat and sleep.

Slowly I got used to it, tsk, man, can I still not know your thoughts?

I must have liked this tree.

If you look closely, he is quite good-looking, and I, let him say alone, and when I am happy, I will show my human form in front of him and scare him.

I've heard a lot of stories about those people in the world who fall in love with goblins, and I really didn't expect that one day I would be able to get a fate, which really lives up to my 800 years of practice.

There was a thunderstorm that day, and his little dilapidated house was leaking, but he didn't care about it, just afraid that I would be struck by lightning.

This thunder is indeed coming at me, I should have experienced this thunder tribulation when I was 500 years old when I first got my human form, and I was saved from this thunder tribulation by chance, and now it is still coming.

However, looking at Changtong's fool standing quietly and being drenched, I was not worried about this thunderstorm.

You fool, you can't stand under a tree on a rainy day, you'll be cleaved.

I have been diligent in cultivating for the past 800 years, and I am still sure that I will avoid this thunderstorm.

It's just, what are you thinking when you're standing under a tree?

After the rain, the fool remembered to repair his dilapidated house, and I suddenly wanted to tease him.

"Need help?" I sat on the branch and asked with a smile.

"Now in this world, are demons so helpful?" He wasn't afraid.

I've always been pretty confident in my appearance, but Nagakiri, the fool, was just startled when he first saw me, and he immediately returned to normal.

I'm sure even that moment of surprise wasn't because of my looks, even though I was a dryad and not a real woman, but his reaction was really heartbreaking.

"Knowing that I'm a demon, aren't you afraid?" I just wanted to find fault with him.

Who knew that he didn't even raise his head: "I'm not even afraid of people, will I still be afraid of demons?" ”

This statement is interesting.,I've lived for 800 years, and I haven't seen a few people who aren't afraid of demons.,Even the people in those stories of shemale love.,Aren't they also very afraid of demons at the beginning.。

"Then guess what kind of demon I am?" I jumped down from the tree and approached him.

"Dryad." He didn't want to.

This scared me, he doesn't look like a man of the way, how did he see through my real body at a glance?

It may be that my one-year astonishment was too prominent, which attracted his disgust: "I've lived here for five years, and I think every day that such a big tree is not a fool, right?" ”

Well, that fool must have grown up eating arsenic.