C15

sun jan 17 12: 04: 06 cst 2016

During the rest of the trip, Tian Jianmin was constantly on the alert. He was constantly warning himself in his heart: Be careful! Be careful! Be careful!

… ….

Yes, he had succeeded! He succeeded! He really succeeded! He had successfully dodged the huge tree! He was fully aware of the existence of things outside his body (at least, he thought so himself).

Although he hadn't completely achieved the "Five Senses in One" state yet, and he was only able to use his sense of hearing most of the time, to be able to distinguish between the thousands of leaves and determine the position of a tree was already a qualitative leap for Tian Jianfeng.

No one could understand his feelings at the moment, much less express it. The words were too pale, and the language was indescribable.

He slowly turned his head to the side and nodded at the tree beside him with a smile, as if the tree had been of great help to his success, sincerely expressing his gratitude and gratitude.

That's right, if it weren't for this lesson, he wouldn't have been able to emerge from the cocoon in such a jealous manner.

The wind was strong, the leaves rustled even more, as if they were sincerely applauding and celebrating him. Tian Xin hurriedly turned around and nodded his head again. He really couldn't suppress the little deer in his heart from bumping around. He was so excited that he wanted to cry.

The heavens were jealous. He threw his head back, took a deep breath at the vast and profound sky, and let it out.

"AHH!" — —

Tian Jiao only felt his chest suddenly open up. He clenched his fists: If young and strong don't work hard, old disciples will feel sad. Today, I should spread my wings and fly. He shook his spirit and made a posture of spreading his wings to fly.

Behind him, Ye Suifeng was still in the middle of resonating with each echo. It was as if he was still applauding and celebrating him, but it was also as if he was trying to persuade him to be reluctant to part with him. He felt a surge of warmth, but he knew he didn't belong here.

He turned around and looked at the big tree behind him and thought to himself, "Goodbye, big tree. Thank you. I will continue to work hard." And then he decisively jumped up and ran away.

"Pah!"

There was a crisp sound and an "Ah!" "Ah!" A miserable scream echoed throughout the room.

He threw himself into the warm embrace of the tree.

Thus, a crisp "pa" sound rang out again, but there was no scream. Instead, there was a grunt.

Yes, he had indeed escaped the tree. However, the joy of success clouded his mind, causing him to forget that there was a small tree not far away.

The small tree had a strong spring, which was why Tian Meng acted this tragic scene of him being sent flying back.

At this moment, Tian Xin was lying quietly under the tree, not moving at all. From afar, a man and a tree had coincidentally formed the character "Xiu".

However, who knew if his' rest 'was a temporary respite or if his life was over?

Sigh! Young man, it's fine if you're moved, but why are you being so impulsive?

… ….

The golden phoenixes did not stop there, the leaves still did not stop.

Finally, another piece of the mischievous dead leaf, unable to resist its curiosity, shook itself on the branch and, without looking back, struggled free. It landed on the face of heaven's envy, spun around, and quickly fled.

Tian Meng slightly frowned as he slowly opened his eyes.

After waking up, Tian Ji only felt his whole body itchy and numb and soft, truly tasteless. He slowly turned onto his side and took a short rest. He played the memory of what had happened before he fainted in his mind once more, and couldn't help but to say with a strangled voice: "I thought that after all these years, I would be extremely careful, extremely careful and careful. Who would have thought that I would still be careless and fail due to the big tree? Really …" "I don't …"

At this moment, a burst of golden phoenixes suddenly appeared and the leaves rustled.

It was as if the flame in his heart had suddenly been lit by the burning flame. His jealous face immediately turned red. At this moment, he no longer felt that the tree was applauding him, celebrating him, or anything like that. Suddenly, he felt that the endless noise was so ear-piercing and unpleasant that it was clearly mocking him: What, I told you not to run, you want to fly, this, did you hit the tree? He even bumped into it twice!

Tian Meng felt his face burning. He thought the tree was supporting him and encouraging him. He didn't expect the tree to be so heartless.

As he thought about this, Tian Jiu's anger rose up in his heart.

The wind never stopped and the laughter never stopped. The big tree next to him brazenly threw stones at him without any concealment. It was as if he had "hit you, without any discussion". The more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed and angry. Finally, he slowly clenched his fists.

All of a sudden, Tian Xin jumped up from the ground like a carp, fiercely swung her arms, and threw a punch towards the big tree. He only felt that the tree had not moved and that his hands were hurting.

The Heaven's Jealousy at this moment became even angrier, as a wave of unnamed evil fire rose up from his heart and rushed to the top of his head.

At this moment, he was like a volcano that was about to erupt. He forcefully suppressed it and had nowhere to vent. After some thought, he turned around in anger and rushed to the small tree in a few steps. He found the right place and without a word, he viciously kicked it.

A fierce kick hit him. The heavens' envy did not catch his attention, yet another kick hit him. The heavens' jealousy indicated that he had to work even harder …

With one kick after another, the Heaven's Jealousy held his breath and focused on kicking it to death without any distractions. All in all, the current him had completely lost his mind. He was like a wild beast that had gone berserk after being injured, and could only be described as' vicious and spiteful '.

The poor tree shook violently after its first kick. It was obviously in pain. The violent shaking seemed like the bowing and begging of heaven's envy, but it also seemed like he was constantly dodging. However, he couldn't avoid it, he couldn't avoid it. He could only rock back and forth in accordance with the rhythm of heaven's envy. As he swayed, he seemed to be lamenting:

Don't hurt me with your kick

You know how fragile I am

What have I done wrong you will punish me

I'm always like this and you still want to kick me

Don't hurt me with your kick

Your heartlessness is unavoidable

If I do not release you will collapse

Please don't kick me again

Kick me?!

"You're still kicking me?!" The small tree's last cry of rage failed to arouse the Heaven's Envy's sympathy or compassion. Instead, the faster it kicked, the more accurate it became.

The heavens were jealous. How could he care so much? He was kicking with all his might, concentrating and concentrating wholeheartedly.

This small tree was still shallow to begin with. When it had been struck innocently, the Heaven's Envy had slightly loosened it due to the power of thunder. How could it withstand such a violent and never-ending second accident? Not long after, there was a muffled "Ka-cha" sound as the small tree fell to the ground.

It was over.

Everything returned to the dust.

The envy had finally stopped his mad attacks, and he slumped to the ground, panting greedily.

Jealous, rest, the little tree is dead; the little tree, rest in peace, you are dead.

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