The formation was broken and Tianyu Peak became turbulent.

All the disciples of Lingxiao Sect were trembling all over, their hands and feet were cold, as if they were falling into an ice cave.

Everyone's face was ashes, their hearts were full of despair, they were finished

And deep in Tianyu Peak, the sycamore tree felt the shattering of the formation, the light of the house in front of him flashed, and the barrier disappeared.

It means that he can enter Lu Shaoqing's room.

If Lu Shaoqing can keep a backup plan, he can leave.

The little sycamore tree turned around and felt the terrifying aura coming from afar.

He couldn't bear it, "Uncle, are we leaving like this?"

For the little sycamore tree, he was born here, grew up here, transformed here, and this is his home.

Now his home is in danger and he can do nothing. He just left like this, very unwilling to accept it.

Wutongshu knew what the little Wutongshu was thinking, and he also spoke melancholy and helplessly, "We don't have the ability to help them."

If possible, the sycamore tree doesn't want to leave here either.

However, if he doesn't leave, they will be the two of them who die.

Their combat power is not good, so they stay here. Once discovered by the existence of the Mahayana period, they will become someone else's meal.

Not everyone is like Lu Shaoqing, but they just want to improve the environment of the world here. If it falls into the hands of others, the bark will be peeled and every leaf will be squeezed to the extreme.

The little Wutong Tree also knows this truth, but he just feels very uncomfortable.

"It would be great if the boss was here."

"Boss?" The sycamore tree looked sideways.

"Yes, boss," Xiao Wutongshu's eyes were blinking with innocence that had not been polluted by the world, "Sister Xiao Yi said, she told me that I could call him dad or boss."

"The boss is a human, I am a tree, so I think the boss is the right name."

Looking at the clear stupidity in the little Wutong Tree's eyes, Lao Shu wanted to curse her. When did that girl teach her?

Before he could transform, he recognized a boss.

He shook his head and said, "Don't think of him, everyone is dead."

While talking, he pushed open the door.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, so he raised his head and looked at each other.

The dark eyes are deep and bright, with a magical power, like a bottomless black hole, as if they can swallow human souls.

At the same time, the sycamore tree can also see a hint of surprise, a faint unruly, careless gaze from its black and white eyes.

The whole person of the sycamore tree seemed to have been lit, standing there and unable to move, without any movement.

Little Wutong Tree looked at the house in surprise, with a deep sense of confusion in his eyes, "Old, boss?"

"Little, Brother Xiaohong, Sister Dabai, Brother Xiaobai?"

The voice of the little sycamore tree brought everyone back to their senses.

The sycamore tree's neck turned and its eyes also turned.

After passing the person in front of him, he looked around Xiaohong, Dabai, Xiaobai and Tu Miaoyi in the room, and then returned to the person in front of him again.

The familiar look and the familiar smile, although the face seemed a little swollen, was really true, and it was indeed what Lu Shaoqing looked like.

Is it a ghost or a human?

Isn't he dead

?Corpses transformed? Resurrection? Take over the body?

The sycamore tree opened its mouth slightly, and before she could ask, Lu Shaoqing spoke.

"Old Shu, what do you want to do?"

"What do you want to sneak into my room?"

"Rogue, stinky hooligan, in broad daylight, trespassing into the handsome guy's room, what do you mean?"

"I think you don't call it Swallow Tree anymore, you have to call it Rogue Tree."

I'll go!

There is no need to doubt the familiar tone and annoying words. The guy in front of you is that bastard.

Lu Hansan is back.

"You are not dead?" The sycamore tree was hard to believe.

It's been more than three hundred years, and my bones have turned into ashes, right?

Why can you be resurrected from the dead?

He also saw Lu Shaoqing's life slip and was sure that there was no difference between him and died.

"You're dead." Lu Shaoqing curled his lips. He knew that many people would ask about this question next.

He had no way to explain.

How to explain the abnormal style of painting?

Instead of explaining, Lu Shaoqing asked viciously, "What do you want to enter my room?"

Wutong Tree's face was depressed. I couldn't say that I wanted to escape from here.

Xiao Wutongshu said directly, "Uncle wants to come here with me to see if there is a way out for us to leave."

"leave?"

Lu Shaoqing's expression swept away and his face suddenly became gloomy.

A murderous aura flashed, but soon, he restrained himself, smiled slightly, and said to Wutong Tree, "Do you want to run?"

"No way, my bed hasn't even been settled yet, how can I let you run away?"

bed?

Wutong Tree's face turned dark and she was angry, "Why don't you die outside?"

The little Wutongshu said happily, "Boss, you are back, we won't leave."

"What are you going? Where can you go?"

"The world has changed"

Shao Cheng looked at Ao Hu who was descending on Tianyu Peak and the dark enemy behind him. His face was calm and he held An Qianyan's hand tightly, "How about it"

An Qianyan shook her head, she smiled, gentle and quiet, "I won't leave."

"If the younger generations don't leave, what's the point of being able to leave?"

Shao Cheng asked Yin Qi and other young disciples to leave with Wutong Tree, but no one agreed.

If Shao Cheng doesn't leave, it doesn't make sense if she leaves.

Shao Cheng smiled slightly, "Well, we will always be together."

"Yes!" An Qianyan's hand tightly pulled Shao Cheng.

Xiang Yuchen stood in front with a sword. As the head of the sect, he did not retreat and stood in front with many disciples.

Yin Qi held the big sword and stared at Ao Hu fiercely.

Ao Hu was condescending, and at this moment he looked down at everyone with his hands on his back.

It is like a god, facing an ants.

"Kneel down and avoid death!" Ao Hu spoke, his voice was very light, but it echoed between heaven and earth, like thunder.

The disciples of the Lingxiao Sect looked pale, and their powerful aura swept by, making them feel powerful pressure.

"Dream!" Xiang Yuchen gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "Only the Lingxiao Sect disciples who died in battle, and no Lingxiao Sect disciples who kneeled down." The formation was shattered and Tianyu Peak became turbulent.

All the disciples of Lingxiao Sect were trembling all over, their hands and feet were cold, as if they were falling into an ice cave.

Everyone's face was ashes, their hearts were full of despair, they were finished

And deep in Tianyu Peak, the sycamore tree felt the shattering of the formation, the light of the house in front of him flashed, and the barrier disappeared.

It means that he can enter Lu Shaoqing's room.

If Lu Shaoqing can keep a backup plan, he can leave.

The little sycamore tree turned around and felt the terrifying aura coming from afar.

He couldn't bear it, "Uncle, are we leaving like this?"

For the little sycamore tree, he was born here, grew up here, transformed here, and this is his home.

Now his home is in danger and he can do nothing. He just left like this, very unwilling to accept it.

Wutongshu knew what the little Wutongshu was thinking, and he also spoke melancholy and helplessly, "We don't have the ability to help them."
To be continued...