And the white phoenix tree gently shakes its branches, as if stretching its muscles and bones after waking up from long sleep, and those branches suddenly grabbed the villagers like hands, and rolled the three people standing beside Jie Lan. He got up and threw it into the air, only to hear a few screams of "Ahhh!", and then fell to the ground silently.
The powerful white world of light envelops this small courtyard, isolating the villagers, leaving only the sleeping Jie Lan to rest quietly, listening to her faint and distressed breathing, waiting for the sun to shine, waiting for the sunset Stars sink, wait until the moon is faint.
Slowly, she woke up, every inch of her body was so painful that she wanted to faint again, but what was this pain for her current situation? She stood up and looked at the white enchantment with a bit of astonishment. She looked at the sycamore tree that was glowing white in the night, not knowing what to say.
However, that Baitong seemed to possess spirituality. The ancient torso showed a human face. He opened his eyes and looked at the blue-haired woman in front of him, making an old and empty voice, "You must be surprised at me. How did this old tung tree become like this? I have to thank you, perhaps because I have absorbed the holy aura from you over the years."
Jie Lan doesn't care why this sycamore tree has spirituality. All she cares is that only this tree recognizes herself, only it does not regard herself as a demon, only it stays with her from beginning to end. Tears slid across her face, and now she just walked over, hugged the old Tong tightly, and confided her experience and her grief to it.
"Please don't do this! Destiny arranges you to become like this. Naturally, it has its own arrangements. Don't give up yourself because of others' misunderstandings!"
As if this tree knows everything, Jie Lan, who has been surrounded by mist, asked urgently, "Why? Tell me why? You wake up at this moment. You must know the reason. You have been guarding you for so many years. Please tell me about the love of my family!"
"My sudden awakening is nothing more than someone temporarily granting me spirituality in order to let me save you. How can I be qualified to know the secrets that I shouldn't know, but I smell the wind every day. The smell will not deceive people, Jielan, everything you are experiencing now is not the same as what you have experienced, because I have not smelled the evil smell in the wind." The light emitted by the old Baitong spreads over Jielan. His face is as gentle as an old man.
Someone? who? There is no smell of evil, hey, it's so ridiculous, that white furman killed his mother and taken Youyun away. I will seek him back for this hatred one day!
"Please tell me what should I do now?" Jie Lan was a little confused, not sure where to go!
"Go to Xueling Mountain in the far north! There are things you need to find there!"
Xueling Mountain? By the way, when I remembered, that white robe guest once said that Xueling Mountain retrieved the blood of the White Devil in exchange for Youyun. What is the blood of the White Devil? Why didn't he take it himself, was it because it was difficult to take the blood of the White Devil? But that guy's demon power is obviously stronger than his own!