Chapter 573

Listening to his mother's evaluation of himself, the little guy immediately turned evil to his courage, waved his small fist and refuted: "evil is only 80, farting."（ Evil is not naughty)

Man Luo slapped man Xie's ass expressionless, and the little guy was as quiet as a chicken.

Gu Yun nodded slightly. After saying goodbye to man Luo, he left with Siqi and Xiao Qingluo.

The tree elves are small and exquisite, which is very different from human beings. Therefore, it is obvious that they can't stay in the court to rest, because it is very possible that they can overwhelm the palace wall with their strength.

And Guyun they are not happy to stay in that very narrow building for them.

For spiritual masters who have been practicing outside for many years, deep mountains and wild forests are their foothold. They take the sky as their cover and the ground as their house. Everywhere is where they can lie down and sleep.

Every corner of the territory of the tree elf family is full of rich spiritual power. These pure spiritual power are mixed with the healing function of divine power. In less than three days, all the injuries of Gu Yun were healed.

These three days, manluo is looking forward to Xiao Qingluo's so-called way to save the Lingying tree all the time.

However, in the past three days, Xiao Qingluo had nothing to do. He should eat and play every day. It seemed that he had long forgotten about the Lingying tree.

Man Luo couldn't sit still and ran several times to beat around in front of Xiao Qingluo, reminding him that the issue of Lingying tree was imminent. Xiao Qingluo perfunctorized every time.

Until the fourth day.

The early morning sun through the gap between the leaves, through the early fog, continuously sprinkled all over the forest, waking up all things.

Under a verdant ancient tree, leaning against a young man who was cared for by the sun, the young man slightly closed his eyes and seemed not to adapt to the light shining on his face. The sun was very shallow and fell on his face, which seemed to coat the young man with a layer of sacred golden light.

The young man's skin is weak and pale, just like a person who lives in the dark all year round, and is illuminated by the burning light. The young man's facial features are more profound and clear. It's like the face carefully outlined by the brush. Every point is just right, and people can't find any defects.

It is a kind of Qingjun like a bright moon, alienated and indifferent, detached from the secular world, such as nine days of relegation to immortals, which is out of reach, but easy to fall.

But the moment the boy opened his eyes, his feeling changed again. The deep and cold Jian pupils could not help but produce a chill from the bottom of his heart, which made people feel like facing the abyss.

If the young man was a banished immortal who was not contaminated with the world when he closed his eyes, then at the moment when he opened his eyes, there were some demons and evils on his body for no reason.

Both demon and immortal, both right and evil, he is two extremes, destined to be intolerable in this world!

Siqi bent his knees on one foot and sat casually under the tree, one hand casually on his knee, while the other hand was at the mercy of Gu Yun.

Gu Yun focused on removing the bandage stained with blood from Si Qi's arm, and then carefully put the ointment specially prepared by manluo mixed with Holy Spirit water on the ferocious wound. Although Gu Yun's action was soft, the pain was still unavoidable. However, Si Qilian didn't frown from beginning to end.

Only when the indifferent eyes looked at the lonely clouds did they make waves and have temperature.

Gu Yun's face was taut and her red lips were pursed into a straight line. She looked serious and focused. Even in the face of thousands of troops and horses, she didn't feel any tension. Now she has pinched a cold sweat in her palm.