The Forest of Stars, on the shore of the small lake of Ice Spring.

Zhou Weiqing's body was almost lying on the ground in a large shape, and the whole person had fallen into a deep coma. However, at this time, strange changes had begun to appear in him.

The first thing that appeared on him was a layer of black light, and although the sunlight reappeared in the sky, the dark aura emanating from his body was still so deep. The black light was like a cocoon, quietly enveloping Zhou Weiqing's body, and his heavy injuries that had been bombarded by the explosive fireball before, and even exposed ribs in some places, were actually healing at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. The most shocking thing is that when the muscles and meridians behind him are healing, you can vaguely see that his bones, muscles, and meridians are rendered with a thick layer of gray.

It was a color that was difficult to describe, this gray gave people a feeling that was colder than the black on the surface of Zhou Weiqing's body, but it was full of liveliness and vitality, but when this layer of gray gradually spread out of Zhou Weiqing's body and replaced the black light on the surface of his body, the surrounding plants had a strange change. It can be clearly seen that starting from the plants around Zhou Weiqing, all the plants are rendered by the gray on his body, and then, these plants quickly wither and spread outward in the gray, just a moment of work, with Zhou Weiqing's body as the center, within a radius of five meters, all the plants have all withered, and the inexplicable evil qi is crisscrossing the air, but the injuries behind Zhou Weiqing are healing faster.

The gray-black light gradually became richer, cold, domineering, evil, and demonic, and the four auras were constantly circling around Zhou Weiqing's body. His body began to tremble slightly, and then, from the black gray, three rays of light quietly appeared, swaying slightly above his body. These three rays of light were the cyan, blue, and silver colors that had been on the strange black bead he had swallowed in his abdomen before.

The warm light of the sun could never enter around Zhou Weiqing's body, and on Zhou Weiqing's forehead, a black king character slowly appeared, and on his skin, there was also a layer of curly black magic patterns, and there was a layer of identical gray magic patterns under the black magic patterns, and the superposition of the two layers of magic patterns looked like a strong three-dimensional effect. These magic patterns were not only densely covered on Zhou Weiqing's body, but also spread to his face.

After a full half an hour passed, all the colors gradually faded and reintegrated into Zhou Weiqing's body, and the strange double lines on his body disappeared.

Zhou Weiqing's originally healthy bronzed skin looked a little fairer, and even the contours of his face seemed to have become a little more handsome, and his back, which had been bombarded by the explosive fireball, had completely returned to normal at this time, and his skin was smooth, leaving not even a trace at all. It's like you've never been hurt.

After another while, Zhou Weiqing's fingers moved, and his deep comatose consciousness gradually woke up.

When Zhou Weiqing subconsciously opened his eyes, he couldn't help but shudder, although he had fallen into a deep coma and didn't know what was going on, but after waking up, he still felt a chill all over his body. His heart was cold, and the cold feeling made him very uncomfortable, and there was an indescribable emotional change.

Zhou Weiqing sat up violently, he only felt that his body seemed to be much easier, and hurriedly raised his hand to touch his back, and the smooth touch of the skin on his back made his eyes widen.

"Could it be that I just fell asleep and had a dream?" Zhou Weiqing looked around, and suddenly found that there were still some traces left by the broken clothes, especially the traces of the withering plants around the ground. Obviously, this is not a dream.

Patting his forehead, Zhou Weiqing's brain gradually cleared up, recalling what happened before.

"That weird black bead seems to have gotten into my stomach?" Soon, Zhou Weiqing recalled what happened at the moment before he fell unconscious, when he only felt a cold breath rushing into his abdomen, and he lost consciousness as soon as his whole body was cold, and he didn't know what happened after that. As for the withering of the plants on the ground, he subconsciously thought that it was caused by the scorching heat attached to the fireball after the bursting fireball bombarded him.

Because of the congenital meridian occlusion, although Zhou Weiqing is a nobleman, he only goes to an ordinary school, and he only knows a little about the ability of the pearl master, otherwise he would not have such a big judgment error, if the skill of Di Fuya's first natal bead can produce such terrifying power, then she can't simply be called a genius, not to mention, if it was really like that, his body would have been blown up at that time.

"What is that black bead?" Although the other judgments were incorrect, there was one thing that Zhou Weiqing thought very clearly, his serious injury from the bursting fireball must have been cured by the black bead.

"Could it be that my character is so good, what adventures have I got?" Zhou Weiqing thought of this, his heart suddenly became hot, although he was open-minded by nature, but he was born in such a family, in his heart he actually hoped to have a strong power more than anyone else.

Turning his head to look around, he immediately locked onto a tall star tree next to him as his target.

The reason why the star tree gets its name is because its leaves are pentagonal, like the stars in the sky, and the trunk of the star tree that is more than 100 years old has become a tree, with extremely high hardness but not lack of toughness, which is the best material for making a strong bow.

Zhou Weiqing ran to the star tree in a few steps, gestured his fist, and punched towards the rough and uneven trunk of the star tree.

"Bang--ah-" The first sound was the sound of his fist colliding with the trunk of a tree, and the second sound was like a cat being stepped on by its tail, the kind of scream that was already terrible and unhuman.

Zhou Weiqing has been afraid of pain since he was a child, and when this punch went down, the thick star tree did not move, but he was already holding his right hand and jumping in place. The severe pain made his right fist a little paralyzed, and the surface of the skin was even more fleshy, as the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, the severe pain made him jump in place for more than ten minutes before he could be considered to be relieved.

"I'm just going to it!" the guy cursed as he kept blowing into his hands, "Damn, it doesn't look like this pie in the sky is going to happen to me." ”

Fortunately, he was young, and the force of this punch was not strong after all, so he didn't hurt his bones. After the pain subsided, he tore off the tattered clothes on his body in two of three, picked up his coat from the small lake of the ice spring, and then walked away.

However, he didn't know that about a quarter of an hour after he left, on the big tree that he had bombarded with his fist earlier, where there was a trace of blood when his fist broke the skin, the tough trunk of the Star Tree had begun to quietly rot, and a faint black-gray aura had also spread, and about three days later, the Star Tree, which had grown for at least fifty years, disappeared forever in the Star Forest. This is all an afterthought, and it is something that Zhou Weiqing will never know.