While everyone was kneeling and praying for forgiveness, the brass bell on the dragon's blood tree suddenly stopped ringing.

The dark red body of the tree began to expand and contract very regularly, and there seemed to be blood surging in it, going upstream from the roots, condensing in the treetops, and emitting a faint golden light outward, which seemed to be mixed with a trace of black thread.

As soon as the resentment in the air came into contact with the golden light, it instantly disappeared, and the rest avoided like a mouse running away from a cat for its life.

The golden light became stronger and stronger, and it actually dispelled most of the thick resentment in the sky, and the black silk wrapped around the golden light, waving its teeth and claws at those resentments. Bright light shines on the treetops from the outside world, intersecting with the golden light, complementing each other.

For a moment, it was like a light rushing out of the darkness, giving people a sense of hope.

The dispelled resentment did not disappear or leave, but surrounded the dragon's blood tree from a distance, and at first glance, the overall shape was somewhat like a "mushroom cloud".

Or a black mushroom cloud.

When the villagers saw that the divine tree had manifested its spirit, their faces were full of surprise, the frequency of kowtowing became faster and faster, and the strength became heavier and heavier, regardless of the mud on their foreheads, they shouted again and again: "Congratulations to the fairy girl, congratulations to the fairy girl, cultivate the fairy road." ”

In this way, they tell everyone that they are the most loyal believers of the gods.

Chuan Yun, who was looking at this scene, frowned, and didn't think that all this was a miracle, because at the same time as the golden light dispelled the resentment, she actually heard a milky cry for help:

"Sister, please help me...... Help me......"

The voice was faint, but anxious, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

The reaction didn't give a reaction, pretending not to hear, but the scalp tingled uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the brass bells made a loud sound, and the red silk on the branches flew all over the sky.

It also made her uneasy.

The heavy rain that had been falling all day had stopped at some point, and the muddy ground reflected the golden light, and the wind blew and sparkled.

The sand and gravel on the ground were lifted into the air along with the raindrops, and the sky and the earth became even darker and gloomy, and the raindrops evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by the pungent smell of dust.

At this time, countless grievances from all directions poured towards the "mushroom cloud", but they didn't dare to get too close, but just circled around, more and more, and gradually formed a tornado-like wind field in the sky above.

The wind field obscured the light above, and the surrounding area also faintly became a wind wall, forming a state of encirclement, and there was a tendency to gradually press the golden light over.

The wind was blowing very strangely, getting stronger and stronger, and Chuan Yun found that he was a little untenable, and he could only stabilize his body by pulling the rhubarb beside him.

The yellow-orange berries began to fall non-stop, and the brass bells began to vibrate irregularly, emitting an extremely noisy and harsh sound, which was disturbing.

The sound of the bell faintly spread out with bursts of power, shaking the ears of the villagers kneeling below with milky white blood, and they didn't care, with crazy joy on their faces, but their eyes were very dull.

When they saw a "rain of fruits" falling from the sky, they thought it was a gift from the gods, so they immediately took it with both hands, grabbed it on the ground, and finally stuffed both stones and fruits into their mouths indiscriminately.

They've gone into madness, and it's clearly something to do with Suzune.

Chuan Yun grabbed Rhubarb's paw with one "hand", picked up a fruit with one "hand", and after pinching it, he saw that it was bright red blood gushing out of it.

What exactly is this thing?

There seemed to be an answer in my mind, but I couldn't remember it when I thought about it.

Rhubarb trembled with fear, his ears were faintly bloodstained, and he was crawling and screaming hysterically at the dragon's blood tree, and tears could be faintly seen in his eyes.

"Beanie...... Master...... Black Black Villain...... It hurts......"

The sound of the bell had no effect on Chuan Yun, she didn't care about comforting Rhubarb, she felt that the strength of the demon wind continued to increase, and finally she couldn't open her eyes.

Those villagers were still frantically picking up the 'blood fruits' and stuffing them into their mouths, opening their mouths one by one, the scene was very weird, so that people did not dare to look at it directly.

"Sister...... Help......" The voice rang out again, and the breath was fainter than it had been at the beginning.

Chuan Yun remained unmoved.

At this time, a light curtain suddenly formed in front of Chuan Yun's eyes, and a picture flashed, only to see the villagers carrying long things in the shape of people and throwing them into the hollow of the dragon's blood tree, and the villagers hugged and cheered.

Among the figures who were thrown down the tree hole, there was Bai Saburo.

Seeing this, Chuan Yun's heart suddenly turned into a lead lump and kept sinking.

"The host...... The master ......" Rhubarb kept yelling at the light curtain, apparently it could see it too, and the tears kept flowing from its eyes, apparently seeing its owner.

It tried to run towards the hollow of the tree, but it couldn't break through the wind wall, so it could only roar in place, shouting "master, master".

"Sister Qin...... Help me......"

That voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible this time, Chuan Yun didn't know why, after hearing the voice of "Sister Qin", suddenly inexplicable emotions surged into his heart, until the defense was completely broken, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

She was so sad, but she didn't know why.

Is that 'Sister Qin' calling her?

Chuan Yun began to walk towards the dragon's blood tree unconsciously, and the wind that was carrying it automatically gave way to a passage, and when she reacted, she found that she had actually walked in front of the dragon's blood tree, and her claws touched the trunk.

The trunk of the tree emitted a faint golden light, and the breath was pure, wrapping around her claws, as if she was nostalgic for something.

A familiar breath came, and a very strong thought suddenly rose in her heart, she couldn't let this golden light disappear.

Absolutely not.

This kind of thought directly made her go up, and jumped into the tree hole without thinking, but she didn't see the rhubarb who was still in place roaring in place, but she couldn't pass through the wind wall.

The moment Chuanyun jumped into the tree hole, the tree hole completely disappeared, and the wind wall around it also disappeared.

The golden light was weakly suppressed, and the black silk retreated along the trunk of the tree, and the tornado formed by resentment began to flow down the trunk of the tree continuously, from top to bottom, into the ground.

Rhubarb crawled to the bottom of the tree, whining and whining, and his two paws were quickly gouging at the base of the tree, but it did not stop for a moment.

"The host...... Beanie ......"

The wind field that ingested the heart disappeared, and the sand and gravel that filled the air did not disappear, and the yellow sand filled the sky.

The villagers still vied with each other to stuff the fruit into their mouths, as if they were in a daze, with happy smiles on their faces, as if they had seen themselves as god-worshippers being turned into immortals.

But they didn't know that their wounds were still lying with fluid, and their vitality was disappearing incessantly, and wrinkles, gray hair, and age spots were all visible.