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As soon as I finished, the beast faltered and rolled down the gap between the leaves. The leaves were too thick for him to see.

After a while, he did not hear the sound of heavy objects landing, nor did he see the figure of the spirit beast. He was amused in his heart. How could he hide when he talked about this problem? Although he was young, he had lived for hundreds of years. How could he still be so unstable.

"Well, my story is finished. It's time for you to tell me your story. There must be a magnificent love story behind you. I'm very curious." The old man said with his chin, looking forward to me.

"I believe, I believe." I can only practice? Nod. This master has practiced for thousands of years. The spiritual power can support a forest beast. If I make him unhappy, I will face a disaster.

I was stunned. Why didn't I hear the spirit beast mention these things to me. The old man saw my face don't believe, impatient eye, "how, little girl, you don't believe."

He can't get out of the forest of ghosts and mists because of his magic power. "

"I saw that he was injured, so I took him back for treatment. The little guy recovered slowly. He wanted to leave the ghost forest, but as soon as he went out, he met people who had been waiting outside for a long time. Everyone thought that the little guy was bred by the divine tree, so they worshipped him as the king of beasts. The little guy didn't want to, but it was strange that the ghost forest seemed to have something for him At that time, however, he felt that there was no sense of dignity from my blood The old man continued.

"It's a lark." I exclaimed.

"This is the place where I was hurt when the thunder fell. But I was very angry. As a result, I found a small thing hanging on my branch. I was curious and looked closer. It was a hairy little thing with long wings and fainted."

"Is this?"

"Let me bask in the sun. There will be a thunderbolt in the sky. It directly hit the old man. Look, there are still scars here. " The old man then pointed to a branch of the sacred tree, saying it was a branch, but it was as thick as an elephant's leg. There was a deep gully on it, black, as if it had been burnt.

The old man grasps his beard and looks into the distance in his eyes, as if in memory. When I smoke from the corner of my mouth, how can I feel that he made up his own feelings? It's very unreliable to listen.

My spiritual power fostered one beast after another in the forest. Later, everyone respected me as a divine tree. Because I didn't like to be flattered, I hid in the tree all the time and seldom came out. Even if I came out, I would not be found. One day, when the weather was fine, I would turn into a human and bask in the sun at the top of the tree. "

"That boy, this matter can be traced back to a long time ago. I have been living in this fog forest all the time. After I become a fine person, my spiritual power will leak out. I am the guardian of this forest,

" ha ha ha ha ha. " The old man didn't answer me, but suddenly he laughed.

I feel a little confused, "grandfather, you are the spirit of the tree, so what's the matter with the spirit beast? He's also a mirage from the divine tree." I look confused.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to tell the truth or not. After all, he was the divine tree, which had been guarding the whole ghost forest, and the spirit beast was bred by the divine tree. Etc., the spirit beast was bred by the divine tree, and the old man was the spirit of the tree. So what are the beasts of the gods.

Get out of this fog forest? " Asked the grandfather.

I looked at my grandfather and waited for his words, "do you want to be a smart girl? I just heard you were looking for a companion for that boy. I showed up just because I heard you were looking for a companion for that boy. I showed up when I wanted to say something."

"What's the matter with your sudden appearance?" I asked, thinking.

"You are the sacred tree." I was a little surprised. I always knew that this divine tree was extraordinary, but I didn't expect that it was also cultivated into essence, but why did no one know.

"I am the tree you see." The old man said and laughed, a smile on the face of the wrinkles are stacked together, the old man's hair, eyebrows, beard are white, body clothes are also white.

"Are you?" I asked.

A snow-white old man sat on the branch above, his legs shaking, looking at a bit of a naughty feeling.

No one answered me. I scratched my head and guessed, "I'm on your head." The sound came from overhead and I looked up.

"Are you talking?" I asked the tree trunk.

I quickly put away my surprise, until now, what kind of big waves have not seen, let alone just a tree talking ah, I went over, and then around the thick trunk of a circle, but it is no different ah.

No one, wait a minute, I suddenly react to come over, God tree, is the tree talking.I looked back in disbelief, but there was only the trunk of the divine tree behind me,

"you can see me when you turn back," the voice sounded, with penetrating power, and I felt that I was going straight into my eardrum.

"Who is talking?" I asked in a loud voice.

I thought I was hearing things, so I shook my head and went on. But after a few steps, the voice came back to me, and this time it was more real. "Psychic, psychic I feel my goose bumps are up. Since I can see the ghost, I seldom feel this kind of feeling. After all, if I am a ghost, I can see it, so I don't feel too much. Now I don't even know where the sound comes from.

Ears, sounds old and strong. I looked around subconsciously, but I didn't see anything.

"Psychic." Suddenly, an ethereal and illusory voice floated into my

I sighed, and I deeply realized the grief and indignation of the mother when she felt that her child was not up to standard. I jumped down from the tree. Fortunately, my lightness skills can still support me to fall safely from this divine tree.

"But you haven't finished your story. What happened then?" I asked.

"I don't know, old man. I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I've done it." The old man said with a natural look on his face.

I've been cheated again. Thanks to my listening carefully, it's all made up by him to fool me.