The old tree had its branches cut off, and Liang Zhiyu burned his body with poisonous gas. At this time, the old face was distorted, and the poisonous gas was still penetrating into it, and it was miserable.

Feeling the March thunder hanging overhead, the powerful pressure made the old tree a little afraid to move.

"Thousands of years of cultivation, just this bit of strength? I have been trapped here for many years, although I feel sorry for you, but why did you attack us without saying a word, what are your intentions?" Zhang An stared at the old tree, if he dared to make another move, March Thunder would directly split him in half.

The old tree took a breath, "You also know that I am trapped here, what about the thousand-year-old cultivation, I am old when I come." ”

Liang Zhiyu also came over and said with concern: "Are you okay?"

"You are messing around!" Zhang Anxin inexplicably rose a wave of anger, and actually yelled at Liang Zhiyu: "Do you know that you were almost drained of your soul by him just now?!He is a demon clan, you can also believe his words?!Why are you so stupid!"

"But he..."

"But what is it?!" Zhang Anhuo became even bigger, "Do you think that if he takes away your soul, he will really let me go?!

"What are you fierce!" Liang Zhiyu was also angry, and directly pushed back: "You can do whatever I want, my life is mine and not yours, what are you, can you control what I want to do!"

"I ..." Zhang An couldn't answer.

"Okay, the old man is not dead yet, can you not be an old man. The old tree shook the branches, "Little girl, is there an antidote to your poison? If it seeps into it further, the old man is afraid that the foundation will be difficult to protect." ”

"Shut up! There is no antidote! Poison you!" Liang Zhiyu threw down a sentence fiercely, glared at Zhang An, walked away a long way, and squatted down aggrievedly.

Zhang An knew that his tone was a little excessive just now, and he was about to apologize, but he was called down by Lao Shu: "Little boy, you wait." ”

Zhang An didn't take back March Lei, and turned his head: "Huh?"

"The old man is just joking with you, and he doesn't really want to take your life. It's just that no one has come for too long, and the old man is a little bored. The old tree whispered.

"Boring? are you kidding?" Zhang An smiled contemptuously, "You treat me as a fool, tie me up, and want to take her soul, are you just kidding?"

As he spoke, Zhang An pressed the March Thunder down a few points.

"Oh, don't, don't. Lao Shu hurriedly begged for mercy, "It's true that I have a thousand years of cultivation, but my real combat power is actually not much different from the little demon in the Tongzhi period." Otherwise, can you find the old man's life so easily? To show his sincerity, the old man can tell you good news, the old man has a way to get back your lost memory. ”

Hearing this, Zhang An's head trembled, "How do you know that I don't have a complete memory?"

Hearing Zhang An say this, Lao Shu didn't care about the pain on his body, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "The old man has lived for thousands of years, and he is somewhat good at it." In this way, you ask for an antidote from that little girl, and the old man will tell you everything he knows, do you think it will work?"

Zhang An originally wanted to come in to retrieve his previous memories. Even if Master and Yang Lao said that there was a solution in this Weiyang Wonderland, Zhang An really didn't have much hope.

But hearing Lao Shu say this, Zhang An was somewhat moved. Suspiciously, he walked towards Liang Zhiyu.

"Beam... Miss Leung..."

After all, he had just been angry at others, and Zhang An looked a little embarrassed.

Liang Zhiyu squatted on the ground with him on his back, without turning around, he threw a small bottle over and slammed it on the ground.

However, the material of the vial is relatively strong and has not been broken.

Zhang An picked up the vial that rolled to his feet, "Thank you." ”

He took another step and ran back, handing the vial out, "Old tree spirit, don't play tricks. ”

"No, no, your sword is still hanging above the old man's life, how dare the old man. Hey, this poison is very painful, you quickly sprinkle the antidote. "The old tree looked a little painful.

Zhang An pulled out the cork, pointed two fingers, urged the true qi, pulled a trace of pink from the bottle, and then pushed it to the bowl of big wounds that the old tree was poisoned with palm force.

Just touched, on the torso of the old tree, a burst of pink smoke suddenly bubbled up. The old tree also set up its branches excitedly.

After a few breaths, the smoke cleared, and the scar on the old hand's torso was also restored.

"Say, what do you know, what should I do with my amnesia?" asked Zhang An.

Without the pain of poisonous gas corrosion, the branches of the old tree swayed more comfortably, and glanced at Zhang An, the old tree said: "Your amnesia, the old man can't help it." ”

"You're kidding me?!" Zhang An pressed March Thunder down a few more points and said angrily.

The old tree spirit felt the breath above his head, and hurriedly waved the branches: "The old man didn't play tricks on you, amnesia, the old man really has no choice." It's just that the old man can send you to that place. Also, you come closer. ”

The old tree was a little mysterious, and Zhang An took two steps.

"The old man said that he would tell you everything he knew. That little girl is the peach blossom tribulation of your life, and you will definitely suffer from the catastrophe because of her, it is better for the old man to help you now, kill that girl here, and then you can go all the way. ”

Hearing this, Zhang An's true anger in his hands became stronger, and a nameless wind blew around him: "Okay, it's not honest." ”

The gusts of wind that blew were like knives, cutting off a lot of the branches of the old trees.

The tree spirit hurriedly begged for mercy: "Little, little boy. You're so angry... Stop, if you cut a branch, the old man will lose a year's cultivation, and in this small half a day, you have already broken my cultivation for nearly a hundred years. The old man is actually a viewing tree, not a harmful spirit!"

"You're making fun of me like this, but it's fun?" The howling wind behind Zhang An was even worse.

"Ouch, don't cut it, this... This thing is for you, you go quickly!The old man is wrong, wrong can you do it!" The old tree spirit twisted the two larger branches behind him and pulled out an amber green crystal from the top of the tree.

The green crystal was handed to Zhang An, and the originally stout tree shrank in an instant, although the crown was still green and dense, the torso seemed to have become the size that the three of them could hug.

"What is this?" Zhang An suppressed his true anger and asked vigilantly.

The corners of the old tree spirit's eyes trembled a little, and he said extremely reluctantly: "After a thousand years of cultivation, the old man can't turn into a human form, how much of a threat does it pose to you?" The old man was originally a viewing tree in the Shangxian Mansion, and he made a small mistake thousands of years ago, and he was punished for standing here, and he was not allowed to break through the transformation period for life. The old man's body is the wood, this piece is the essence of the old man's cultivation, you take it, let's go. ”

Zhang An took it and tentatively poked it with his finger, "What is this thing for?"

"What's the use, you can explore it slowly later. The old man is uncomfortable when he sees you now, you go quickly, hurry up. The old tree raised a branch and flung it forward.

Zhang An only felt that this endless meadow was far away from him in an instant.

When I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black again.