This is really Sharingan

Chapter 336 Trees

Things aren't going well...

Both Jingsi, who did not meet Liu Wuyan, and Xiao Yang, who met Liu Wuyan, both had this idea.

But at this moment, none of them was the one who felt the strongest.

On the second Xuanyuanzhu, Zuo He sat quietly on the top floor, and he stayed alone for a long time.

The clouds drifted away, the sky darkened and then dawned, Zuo He didn't even choose to go out.

In front of Zuo He, hung an oil painting.

In the painting, ivy grows in the dark night.

There should be two similar paintings in this world.

It turned out to be like this...

However, one of them should have been destroyed in the lawless city.

The other one, without its owner, Sa Ben has been buried in the bottom of the sea forever, and it is meaningless to talk about it...

Zuo He stared at the painting in front of him with calm eyes.

But his right index finger with a platinum ring betrayed his heart.

Da, da, da, fingers tapped on the table continuously, making uneasy sounds...

Zuo He acts as a trigger to trigger civil strife; Saben lures Liberty to take action and adds fuel to the flames; when the world is in chaos, they will go to the illegal city to meet and cooperate with Long Yi, who is developing in the illegal city.

But out of nowhere a Salman appeared and messed everything up.

Long Yi and Saben passed away one after another, and now he is the only one left.

Zuo He has completed his task, so what should he do now?
Betrayed Yun Ya Zhai, Jing Temple will not accept him.

Because of the status of No.13 apostle, Liu Wuyan would not regard him as one of his own.

Now on China's side, Jingsi may be at a disadvantage, but the person in the worst situation is definitely Zuo He!
Because at the moment he is alone and helpless!

Da, da, da, the fingers tap unconsciously, the frequency is faster than the rotating second hand.

But suddenly, Zuo He's fingers hovered.

The picture on the oil painting flickered, and a human face appeared on the painting.

It turns out that this is not a simple oil painting...

"Zuohe, tell me, what happened recently?"

This person looks ordinary, but his complexion is very strange.

There are streaks of white spots on his face, like the lines left by a day of walking near the beach without sunscreen.

But he didn't look as sexy as those girls in bikinis basking in the sun on the beach, where the skin was pale, and there was only a sick feeling.

Zuo He slowly lowered his fingers, finally there was room for his fingers to rest.

The conversation continued for a while, and after a while, the man disappeared from the painting, and the ivy grew out of the night again.

Zuo He stood up and opened the curtains that hadn't been moved for a long time, and the sunlight shone in, which was extremely dazzling.

Zuo He didn't care, he looked at the tallest Xuanyuan Pillar in the center of the capital and smiled.

It was a completely different feeling from before, a feeling of confidence.

……

There are thirteen big trees in an unexpectedly far away place.

The most luxuriant tree is in the center, and the other trees are arranged in two rows.

Except for the central one, the trunks of the other trees are engraved with a Roman numeral from "I" to "XII".

Below the trunk, the roots linger, strong and powerful.

It seems that someone did it deliberately, the roots and the trunk are combined together, much like the shape of a seat.

Compared with the whole tree, the seat is much smaller in size.

However, with the giant wood as the back and the strong rhizome as the base, it is very domineering to sit on.

In this way, relying on these thirteen trees, a luxurious conference hall was formed.

They would choose to be more frugal if they could, but there are really few items in this place, and the only things that are more are trees.

Above the hall, there is a brilliant and colorful light curtain.

It is brilliant and beautiful, like the aurora formed by the flow of charged particles from the sun into the earth's magnetic field.

But they are not streams of electric particles, but streams of spiritual power.

Generally speaking, the closer to the depths of the sea of ​​trees maze, the richer the spiritual power, but it will not be so strong.

At this time, the spiritual power flow above the hall has shown a color visible to the naked eye. Where is this place...

"I can't get in touch with the lawless city, and the same is true for the Freedom Association. I got in touch with Huaxia. I have roughly figured out what's going on outside..."

"Tell me, what is going on?"

On the main seat without a number mark, sat a blond man, and the brilliant light above reflected on his face, flickering on and off.

At this moment, the blond man was looking at the location of "XII". There was no one there, because Haruma Saito was no longer there.

"A special ability named Salman Yang appeared in the lawless city. He destroyed the ancient city run by Long Yi and forced our original plan to be detonated ahead of schedule. He was wiped out. Now in Huaxia, Yunyazhai has been imprisoned, Liu Wuyan is cleaning up the remnants of Yunyazhai, and Salman has joined Liu Wuyan's opposition camp, and the two groups are fighting."

"What is that Salman's ability?"

The blond man asked in a low voice.

"I don't know very well. Salman's ability shows a diversity similar to ours. By the way, my lord, the cloud crow you were looking at was also removed by Salman."

"Is that so? That's really a pity. But... I'm very interested in that Salman." The blond man smiled, not sad because of the death of Cloud Crow, but excited because of Xiao Yang's appearance.

"You three, go to Huaxia and see what happened to that Salman."

The blond man waved and clicked "IX", "X", "XI".

The people in the three seats laughed when they saw that they were pointed.

They stayed here for a long time, really suffocated.

The three stood up and respectfully said to the blond man, "I will definitely live up to my mission!"

After the words fell, they turned around and left.

"Wait, you take him with you."

The blond man shouted again and pointed to "VIII".

There was no one under the big tree, only a black coffin with the logo of "VIII" standing there.

"This? My lord, the three of us going forward together should be enough to deal with the situation in Huaxia. You don't need to bring Mr. Chai Qi with you."

One of them replied.

He actually called the black coffin under the tree "Jun Chai Qi".

"Are you questioning my judgment?" The blond man frowned.

"No, how dare I!"

The man hurried back and put the black coffin on his back before he dared to leave.

The three of them traveled all the way, crossing an area composed of various towering trees, and finally came to a large light curtain.

This light curtain is the same as the light curtain above the previous conference hall. They are both composed of extremely strong spiritual power flow, which is also the boundary that blocks them here.

If it was a few days ago, if they forced their way in, even they would be destroyed by this extremely strong flow of spiritual power.

But now it is different, the light curtain has reached its thinnest period.

The three of them rushed into the light curtain, tore through the dense flow of spiritual power and kept running. Finally, they saw the blue sky outside again...

　These days, um... code words

　　
　
(End of this chapter)