After Si Xueyi left, Mei Zihua led Long Ying to the red-dressed envoy.

At this moment, she is very weak.

Her cheeks, which were originally charming and charming, turned as pale as paper, and her lips had no color at all.

"Mei Zihua, why did you save me?"

The holy envoy in red looked at Mei Zihua in shock. She still can't understand that the other party would actually save her.

The Demon Sect is a huge and ancient organization, and both of them are holy envoys, but in essence they have a real competitive relationship.

If plum painting doesn't save someone, it's already pretty good.

If it were her, she would definitely step on him, or even make fun of him.

But Mei Zihua not only saved her, but also gave her the Holy Sword and the Duobao Rat, which was simply unimaginable.

The holy envoy in red did not look happy at this moment, on the contrary, she was very nervous.

Whoosh!

Mei Zihua ignored her, but suddenly took action and grabbed the wrist of the holy envoy in red.

The holy envoy in red said angrily: "Plum painting, don't even think about it..."

But before she finished speaking, she felt a surge of dragon essence, containing majestic vitality, pouring into her body continuously.

The plum paintings are healing her wounds.

The red-clothed holy envoy softened his tone and said in surprise: "You...really saved me?"

Mei Zihua smiled and said: "Otherwise? What do you think I want to do, to miss your thin beauty?"

The holy envoy in red said: "Why?"

Mei Zihua said with a smile: "Because your grandfather is the elder of the Holy Realm of Ghost Bone Tower, your mother is the Demon Sect Star Lord, and your grandfather is even more extraordinary. Naturally, he saves you to please you."

The red-clothed holy envoy was silent.

She felt that there was nothing wrong with what the other party said, but her tone was gentle and indifferent, and there was no hint of flattery in it.

She was still puzzled: "Where are the Holy Sword and Duobao Rat?"

Mei Zihua said calmly: "The Holy Sword is a hot potato. The Duobao Rat, also known as the Gold-eating Beast, is not something that ordinary people can raise."

The holy envoy in red opened his mouth, but was speechless.

She said unconvinced: "You said it so easily, don't I have any charm at all?"

Mei Zihua let go of her hand and said with a smile: "Okay, you're fine. When you send her back, you must ensure the safety of the Holy Envoy in Red."

"As you command!"

Except for Long Ying, the other sword cultivators came closer.

The holy envoy in red boarded a beast, looked at Mei Zihua and said, "I owe you a favor this time."

Mei Zihua nodded casually and said: "Be careful with your life for the rest of your life. You will know later how valuable it was for me to rescue you from Si Xueyi."

The red-clothed Holy Envoy's complexion changed slightly, anger flashed across his face, and he was obviously not convinced.

"Then I'll wait."

The red-clad holy envoy left first.

After a while, Long Ying said: "It's a pity that Si Xueyi ran away again this time."

Mei Zihua didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "I didn't want to get the sacred dragon bones in the first place. I just wanted to see how far he has grown now."

Long Ying pouted and said, "Where are we going now?"

Mei Zihua muttered: "Let's go to Xuanyin Lake. I have to get some Holy Yin Fruit for this old guy."

Suddenly, the expressions of Mei Zihua and Long Ying changed at the same time, and they became a little nervous.

Mei Zihua said with a smile: "Why are you so nervous? It was a pity just now that you let Si Xueyi run away again this time. Now he is back again. This is not good. You went to dig up his dragon bones."

Long Ying's face was gloomy and he said, "He has a holy sword."

Just as the two of them were talking, Si Xueyi and Qing Lin came back and appeared in their field of vision.

Si Xueyi hugged Duobao Shu and saw the solemn expressions of the two of them. She smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I just suddenly remembered that I was going to the Dryad Tribe and it's you who should go."

He and Qing Lin were halfway there when they suddenly remembered that they were going in the wrong direction.

"Walk."

Mei Zihua and Long Ying looked at each other and quickly left the place where this was wrong.

After the two of them walked away, Qinglin said: "They won't come back again."

Si Xueyi said: "No, Mei Zihua still means what he says. Besides, why are you coming back? If you dare to come back, I will kill them all with the holy sword."

Even without the Holy Sword, he is not afraid of these two joining forces.

With the holy sword in hand, it can be easily obliterated.

The problem now is mainly the tree spirit tribe.

Si Xueyi looked towards the dark forest ahead, frowning slightly, his expression changing.

According to Qing Lin, Mei Zi Hua and the red-clothed Holy Envoy were unable to penetrate deeply into it.

Just exploring the periphery, I encountered many obstacles and retreated in embarrassment.

This place was originally a primitive ancient forest, and the divine blood seeped into the ground from ancient divine battles.

A kind of tree was born in this ancient forest. These ancient trees have a long life and can give birth to spiritual wisdom. They are called tree spirits.

In the past, this dryad tribe was not really a dangerous area, as long as you didn't risk your life by going too deep.

But this time it was obviously different, and it became weird.

Qing Lin said: "Si Xueyi, you said before that you guessed the reason for the strangeness, what is the reason?"

Si Xueyi said: "A tree spirit can live up to ten thousand years, and will wither and wither after ten thousand years. But in fact, most tree spirits will not live for ten thousand years, and a thousand year tree spirit can become king.

It can be called ancient after four or five thousand years."

"But once the ancient king of ten thousand years really appears, he will have the opportunity to achieve nirvana, break the shackles, and break through the growth limits of the tree spirit."

Qing Lin's face changed drastically and he exclaimed: "The Demon Refining Tree!"

Si Xueyi said in surprise: "It seems you know a lot."

Qinglin said: "I just heard from the elders that these ten thousand-year-old tree spirits will hold a nirvana ceremony and emit life essence before completing their transformation. Not only will the strength of the group be greatly increased, but the symbiotic monsters will also be the same."

"They want to hunt human monks as sacrifices and nutrients for the Nirvana ceremony. Once the ceremony is successful, they will transform into the legendary demon refining tree."

She thought about the mutated lantern monster she encountered when she first came here, and suddenly felt creepy and shuddering.

If it hadn't been for Si Xueyi, she would have been caught at that time and would have been sent as a sacrifice to the Nirvana ceremony.

Her beautiful blue-skinned eyes shined with brilliance, she raised her head and said, "Si Xueyi, thank you, you have saved me too many times, otherwise my end would probably be more uncomfortable than death."

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "You saved me once too. If I want to enter this tree spirit tribe, I have to rely on the help of your holy sword, otherwise I will be dead."

Qing Lin's face turned red and he muttered in a low voice: "How can there be?"

She had seen Si Xueyi's strength and did not take these words too seriously.

She is very self-aware, even if she did not lead Mei Zihua and others away, she was found by the red-clad Holy Envoy.

Si Xueyi must have a way to escape, but at most he will have to pay a price and not be able to advance to the dragon vein.

But for some reason, at that moment, she just hoped that Si Xueyi would be promoted successfully and didn't want him to suffer any trouble.

Si Xueyi looked away and said in deep thought: "Let's go, will you go to the Dryad tribe with me?"

Qinglin was extremely happy, but didn't dare to believe it, so she timidly said: "Is it true?"

Si Xueyi nodded: "Of course, I don't want to leave you outside anymore. It's too dangerous."

Qinglin felt warm in her heart and said, "I won't cause any trouble."

Si Xueyi smiled. To him, this was really not much of a problem.

He came outside the black forest, stopped, and then activated the Eye of Creation, allowing his vision to continue to spread in the dark forest.

The Eye of Creation has many magical properties. It is used to explore unknown areas and seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. This is just the simplest magical use among them.

Qinglin asked cautiously: "How is it?"

The purple petals in Si Xueyi's eyes dissipated, and he said solemnly: "It's not good. I sensed an extremely terrifying aura in the deepest part of the black forest. This trip may be very dangerous."

Qinglin said: "Then don't go."

Si Xueyi shook his head: "The Mu Ling Bead is also helpful to me, not to mention the clues to the Mu Shenhua are also in it, please step aside and I will take a look."

After sensing the danger, Si Xueyi became more cautious, and he wanted to activate the Eye of Creation with all his strength.

Qinglin hugged the Duobao rat and stepped aside obediently.

boom!
To be continued...