Chapter 213: The Old Tree King

Once again, he was pulled into the snowy pole mountain by the irresistible suction of the whirlpool, and Xia Zihan was so shocked by the scene presented in front of him that he was speechless for a long time.

Chen Anlan, who was waiting outside the Snow Mountain, was also a little apprehensive in his heart, this time the test was the secret that Xia Zihan had not discovered in his own heart, because it belonged to the inner world, so he couldn't know what Xia Zihan would experience next.

Although she seems to have let go of the grudge between the two after the last battle with Xiao Yitong, this time the test is to dig out the secrets in her heart that she has never discovered herself, and present them with real scenes and things, and may even take her back to the scene of something that happened before, and every scene and object in it is completely real, not an illusion. If she actually still holds a grudge against Xiao Yitong, or still thinks about the killing of Yao Yuxue, the enemies in the scene will be several times stronger than when she disappeared, how can he not worry?

If Xia Zihan can't pass this level of inner world, the people in the presented scene will become a fatal weakness for her, which will be very unfavorable to her in the future. Moreover, if she can't completely pass the test, she can't get the approval of Xueji Mountain, so she can only recognize her in another way, as for what kind of way it will be, even he can't imagine it, because this is an unprecedented test, except for Xueji Mountain itself, no one knows what will happen next.

Thousands of years old trees are entwined with vines, unknown birds hide in the branches of the trees and sing a light tune, and under the blue sky is a magnificent complex of buildings made of logs.

"It's not ...... "Xia Zihan couldn't believe his eyes, and he couldn't understand why the illusion that appeared this time was the one he had only been to twice, and it belonged to Puyang Luo's secret base.

Soon, something even more unexpected happened.

Pu Yangluo, dressed in a long gold-green textured trench coat, appeared from one of the three-story buildings with a smile on his face, standing on the balcony on the second floor and looking into the distance.

Puyang Luo's outfit made a figure flash in her mind, but the figure flashed too fast, and she let him escape before she could catch it.

Puyang Luo, who was standing on the balcony, inadvertently moved his gaze down, and his gaze fell on Xia Zihan, and the smile on his face was even worse.

When Xia Zihan, who was discovered, was about to step forward, he found that he was standing in front of him a woman in a purple waist-length dress, the woman had soft black hair that hung down quietly to her waist, and she was looking up slightly at Pu Yang Luo on the balcony and waved her hand gently, Xia Zihan realized that what she was seeing now was an illusion, and the person Pu Yang Luo saw was not her, but the woman.

Seeing Pu Yangluo, who usually rarely smiled, showing such a happy smile to that woman, Xia Zihan felt that a needle in his chest was gently pierced for no reason.

The woman quickly walked into the small building and appeared next to Pu Yangluo, carrying a box of small cakes in her hand.

Seeing the appearance of that woman, Xia Zihan didn't hold his expression again, this woman was the woman who was treated badly by Puyang Luo last time.

Compared with her noble and plump appearance last time, she is now more youthful and beautiful.

The two of them ate the small cake brought by the woman on the balcony with an intimate attitude, and the woman fed Pu Yangluo intimately, looking at their intimate appearance, Xia Zihan couldn't help but overdo it.

The needle that pierced her heart was pulled up and pricked again, and the cycle continued, wishing to pierce her heart with countless bloody pinholes.

"Smack!" made Xia Zihan couldn't help but look back at the two of them again, only to see the woman's slightly raised hand hanging in the air, Pu Yangluo lowered his head halfway with his face sideways, and there were five bright red fingerprints on his face in a bit of a haze.

I don't know if it's because I'm in a fantasy world, Xia Zihan can only see their actions, but he can't hear their conversation, and can only watch as if watching a pantomime.

Pu Yang Luo, who slowly raised his head, was full of incomprehension and anger in his eyes, as if he didn't want to believe that the woman would do something to him, and the woman also stared at Pu Yang Luo with some emotion.

Looking at each other, the two seemed to be arguing about something, and in the end the woman seemed unwilling to argue anymore, and Pu Yangluo also put on an indifferent expression and stopped looking at the woman, this situation was stalemate for a while, and the woman finally didn't say anything, and ran away without looking back with a resolute expression.

The woman who ran out of the house quickly left in one direction, and Pu Yangluo on the balcony did not react until the woman's figure completely disappeared into the building, and then he slapped the railing made of logs in front of him with a bit of fire, and finally walked into the house with a fist.

Standing under an old tree that is unknown how many years old, Xia Zihan gently scraped the surface of the bark with his fingernails a little incomprehensibly.

This test made her a little confused, and she didn't know what to do at all, unlike the last time, when she was given two choices as soon as she came up, but there were two choices that she had no choice.

Despite this, she was able to figure out the situation, and the current situation made her want to go crazy in a daze, and although the pinprick feeling just now had faded, it still made her feel a little uncomfortable in her memory.

"It's itching me, don't scratch it anymore!" A somewhat old voice suddenly sounded, startling Xia Zihan to stop scraping his nails, and looked around, but he didn't see anyone.

Even Pu Yangluo didn't know if it was because he was in a bad mood because he was slapped by that woman, so he hid in the small building and didn't come out.

didn't see anyone, Xia Zihan only thought that he was nervous, and continued to scrape the bark by himself.

The old voice sounded again.

"I said don't scratch it, my old face is about to be scratched off by you!"

Xia Zihan suddenly retracted her hand like an electric shock, and locked her gaze on the old tree in front of her with some uncertainty, and was so frightened that she took several steps back, and watched with some shock as a wrinkled human face slowly emerged from the position of the old tree where the bark was scraped by herself.

What is this?Dryad?Xia Zihan's only thing he can think of now is this.

"Little guy, didn't your teacher teach you not to destroy trees?" The old tree asked Xia Zihan with a smile that he thought was a little kind, a tree with a wrinkled human face was talking, how to look awkward, how can there be anything kind?

"You...... What are you?" Xia Zihan put on a defensive posture, staring at the old tree in case it would suddenly play some tricks.

"Ahem...... I really don't respect the old man at all, in your human terms, I may be a dryad, but in terms of our plants, I am the old tree king, because I have lived here for almost 40,000 years, and I am the oldest tree here. The old tree said with his face and mouth closed, and Xia Zihan felt that his head was a little big.

40,000 years...... Although this tree does look very old, she can completely hug it with one embrace, and isn't the tens of thousands of years old tree supposed to be wide enough to be hugged by several people?

Wrong...... She couldn't hear anything just now, how could she hear the voice of this old tree king now?

Xia Zihan, who was puzzled, found that the old tree's expression had changed slightly, and the expression had some indescribable feelings, and when he was about to ask it, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist and limbs, and when he looked down, several thick emerald green vines were entangled in his limbs and waist.

"What are you doing?!" Xia Zihan glared at the old tree king with some anger, she was obviously wary of the old tree king, but she was caught without the slightest warning, and now whoever told her that this was not a tens of thousands of years old tree, she would definitely go up and give him two mouthfuls. (To be continued.) )