After the warrior reached the Heavenly Heaven Realm, his control over his body was already meticulous, and if he consciously concealed his emotions, he would never be able to see anything from his appearance alone. Of course, this refers to the premise of "consciously" concealment.

Ling Xuedao obviously didn't expect Du Ziyuan to be able to tell if he was lying based on an expression that lasted less than 0.2 seconds, so when Du Ziyuan bluntly exposed his lie, a trace of panic flashed on his face.

He knew his injuries best now, and he could kill him by just coming to the Sky Heaven Realm, let alone an immortal cultivator who could resist the sword. But he didn't have the slightest intention of giving in, and his hand on the hilt tightened again.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from the cave, and a woman's voice came from inside: "Let them in." ”

The muscles on Ling Xuedao's face trembled, and he looked back at the cave: "But you ......"

"Why bother?" the woman's voice sounded again, "you've done a good job, don't make any more senseless sacrifices for me." ”

"......" Ling Blood Knife was silent. With a sigh of relief, he barely stood up with his knife.

Glancing at Du Ziyuan and them coldly, Ling Xuedao said, "You guys come in with me." ”

When Du Ziyuan heard this, he looked at Mu Chengan: "Aren't you afraid of traps?"

Mu Chengan shook his head and said, "It's okay." These two words are quite confident.

[He is worthy of being a person from a large sect. Du Ziyuan sighed in his heart, so he also climbed off Xiao Jin's back, and the three of them followed the Ling Blood Knife into the cave together.

After entering the cave, there was a slight downward slope, and after walking for a while, Ling Xuedao led the three of them to a stone chamber about 30 meters in circumference. In the center of the stone chamber, a two-meter-tall "tree" grows half-blackened and half-bare. Du Ziyuan looked at the stone room curiously, but did not see the figure of the woman.

After Ling Xuedao entered here, he ignored Du Ziyuan and them, walked to the tree and sat down, stretched out a hand and stroked the dry bark affectionately: "I'm sorry, I still couldn't protect you." ”

The half-burnt and half-bald "tree" shook the only branch, and the female voice that Du Ziyuan heard just now sounded again: "It's a doomed thing, why should you be sad." ”

[It turned out to be a tree demon!] Although there were some vague guesses in advance, when he really saw the tree talking, Du Ziyuan still felt a little novel.

At this time, Mu Chengan suddenly spoke: "In the Penglai Sword Sect Mu Chengan, I don't know what the seniors call him?"

"I don't have any official name, so you can just call me Azhu. The tree replied politely.

Mu Chengan nodded: "Senior Azhu, with all due respect, your situation doesn't seem to be very good." ”

Ah Zhu smiled: "Hehe, you are so polite, why am I not very good? ”

"Huh?" Du Ziyuan looked at Ah Zhu in surprise, although she couldn't see her expression, she couldn't hear the feeling of dying in her tone at all.

Ling Xuedao in front of the tree had an extremely sad expression on his face, obviously his feelings for Ah Zhu were very important and he also knew this fact.

"The seniors are open-minded, Cheng'an admires," Mu Cheng'an said, "I don't know if the seniors can tell me why they are here, and it is better to report to the master in the future, after all, the fall of a demon emperor is not a trivial matter." ”

"Demon Emperor!?" Du Ziyuan and Ling Xuedao both looked at Mu Cheng'an in surprise. The latter glanced at it and turned his gaze back to Ah Zhu again, while Du Ziyuan kept staring at Mu Chengan.

"By the words of the Demon Emperor, do you mean the kind of Demon Emperor in folklore?" Du Ziyuan was a little incredulous.

In many mythological stories, you can see the demon emperor haunting, which is a title and also represents a realm. I don't know what is going on Du Ziyuan's realm is too low, but in all the stories, the Demon Emperor is able to compete with the immortals, and he is the most powerful existence on the Heavenly Star.

Now that this legendary existence has actually appeared in front of him, it is no wonder that Du Ziyuan is surprised. It's just that the contrast between the demon emperor in front of him and the legendary and majestic demon emperor is quite big, and I can't see what's so powerful at all.

Mu Chengan nodded and confirmed: "Senior Azhu gives me exactly the same feeling as the head of my sect, and it is definitely the existence of that realm. ”

"Hehe," Ah Zhu smiled again, "What a demon emperor, it was all a thousand years ago, and now I am just an old tree that is about to die." ”

When everyone heard this, they didn't know what to say. The feeling of the hero's twilight is the most helpless.

Azhu said: "You want to know why I am here, I can tell you, and I can also give you a gift, I only hope you can agree to me two small conditions." ”

Mu Chengan said: "Senior, please speak." Although Ah Zhu was about to die, he still maintained a basic awe for his predecessors in this kind of cultivation world.

"The first condition is that I hope you will let this child go, he is only here to protect me, and it is really helpless to cause the killing, and I will bear the sin. Azhu touched the head of Ling Xuedao with his own branch, like a loving mother caressing her own child.

Mu Chengan said: "As long as the martial arts fight does not affect innocent people, we will not interfere, please rest assured." ”

"That's fine," said Azhu, "and if I'm going to have the second condition, I'll tell you a story first." ”

As she spoke, a red light suddenly lit up on her branch, and Mu Cheng'an, Du Ziyuan, Xiao Jin, and Ling Xuedao were all flowers in front of them, and when they came back to their senses, they all found that they had come to the foot of the mountain.

"What's going on?" a figure walked out from the side while several people were puzzled.

It was a woman who looked to be about 30 years old, wearing a long scarlet silk dress with a green silk hair held in place by a branch. At the end of the branch hangs a cherry-sized vermilion.

Her appearance is not very gorgeous, but it is very gentle, and looking at it will make people subconsciously feel close.

"Are you...... Ah Zhu?" asked Du Ziyuan.

The woman smiled and nodded, pointed to the distance and said, "A thousand years ago, I fought with people, and I was injured and fell into this mountain and turned back to my original form, and I originally planned to recover from my injuries. ”

The four of them followed her fingers, and sure enough, they saw a half-charred and half-bald tree somewhere at the foot of the mountain.

[It turns out that she was like this 1,000 years ago.] Du Ziyuan thought.

"After about 200 years, a village has gradually formed at the foot of the mountain. As he spoke, the four of them felt that the scenery around them had changed, and they came to the village.

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