Showdown, I'm a tree

Could it be that this willow tree has become a spirit?

While feeling astonished, Xiang Yushan tightly covered his neck.

The wicker strung around his neck became tighter and tighter, and his entire face flushed red.

And his body has already left the ground.

When the wicker suddenly rolled up, it flew up to a height of more than ten meters.

Only, this is just the beginning.

Although it was the first time to attack a human being, Mu Zi'an had already simulated it dozens of times in his mind.

In repeated simulations,

He has already fiddled with a set of the deadliest killing moves.

With the help of Night Breeze, control the wicker to get close to this flower monk.

When the branch is approaching, it rolls abruptly and takes him high into the sky.

Humans are not birds after all.

In high altitude, involuntary is inevitable.

And at this moment,

"kill..."

With a violent shout in my heart, one after another wicker actually shone with green brilliance, like green lightning, shooting towards this flower monk from all directions.

"Shh, shh, shh..."

One after another pierced through the air, bringing up dripping blood, it was actually Mu Zian's branches, piercing through the body of Monk Hua one after another like spears.

"what..."

Amidst the shrill screams, Monk Hua's body was also shocked, and disbelief was written all over his face.

"how can that be?"

He couldn't believe it until he died, but Xiang Yushan's consciousness gradually faded away.

However, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually saw his body in mid-air, stained with blood.

"Is that... my body?"

The last thought flashed through my mind, a head about the size of a football had already hit the ground.

...

Mu Zian didn't know much about the vitality of practitioners in this world.

However, to be on the safe side, it is better to cut off the head directly.

If he didn't die like this, then Mu Zian also admitted to being killed.

"Well, it should be done."

Looking at the headless corpse in mid-air, Mu Zian felt a little helpless.

The first time he killed someone, it was so sudden.

He didn't want to either.

However, Monk Hua seemed to have sensed something unusual, and approached him on his own initiative.

Even if Mu Zian couldn't understand what this guy said, he was aware of the danger.

So well...

A thunder strike directly killed him.

"If you bury the corpse, just bury the corpse. Wouldn't it be better if you leave?"

"So sharp, what do you do?"

Amidst the helpless voice, Mu Zian was also planning to return to his old job of disposing of corpses.

As for collecting evolution points...

Forget it.

This guy is human after all.

If he devoured this human being, Mu Zi'an would feel like he could 'eat people'.

Yes, cannibalism.

very disgusting.

Mu Zian couldn't accept it.

But it's not absolute.

In the human world, there is a saying that the bottom line can be lowered.

Now, cannibalism is Mu Zian's bottom line.

If you can't 'eat people', that's naturally the best.

But if it threatens Mu Zian himself to the point of "you can't eat it", then Mu Zian doesn't mind harvesting evolution points from humans.

This is Mu Zian.

The reason why he didn't devour this flower monk and plunder the evolution point was just because he felt disgusted.

and not the other.

With this in mind, Mu Zian skillfully buried the body.

It's just that he didn't bury Monk Hua's body with that female body.

That woman must hate Monk Hua very much.

Better to stay away.

"Rest in peace, I can be regarded as revenge for you."

While speaking softly, Mu Zian's branches were also soiled, and the last traces were cleaned up.

...

Time passed slowly, and several hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Mu Zian did not choose to rest.

Now he feels a little complicated.

The first time I saw a human being in this world...

The human beings in this world, he can't understand the language...

Then, he killed someone directly.

One thing after another happened one after another, which caught him off guard.

Still, it's fine.

He is very adaptable.

In just a few hours, I have accepted all this.

He even analyzed the previous battles.

"Fighting, pay attention to 'fast, accurate, and ruthless'."

"I attacked and killed the monk before, and I almost reached it, and I also reached it, but it was not accurate enough."

Thinking like this, Mu Zian was also helpless.

If it is accurate, his second branch should go through the heart of this monk.

Therefore, he still needs polishing.

Constant grinding.

And Mu Zian also had a decision in his heart.

In the following days, he will strengthen this aspect in a targeted manner.

Every day, roll up some stones with wicker, throw them high into the air, and then 'shoot' them with wicker.

again and again...

With repeated practice, his wicker shot will greatly improve the accuracy of hitting the enemy.

"Now, it's just the beginning, I still have a long time."

Thinking like this, Mu Zi'an also sank into the tree body, and started another round of cultivation.

However, when Mu Zian was cultivating, he didn't know that the tree roots he buried deep in the earth had turned blood red.

blood...

The scarlet blood continued to penetrate deeper along the soil.

And over there... black tree roots one after another are expanding and shrinking, what are they sucking?

Burning text

Mu Zian didn't want to devour humans.

But he seems to have forgotten that he is a tree.

The root of a tree lies in its roots.

Roots can turn everything into nutrients for their own growth.

This also includes some corpses...

so...

Chapter 7 Dreams?memory?

It's late at night, and the silver moon is dotting the dark blue night sky...

But under the brilliance of the silver moon, a willow tree still stands tall and straight in the dilapidated ancient temple.

This is Mu Zian.

He is practicing,

The concentration of spiritual energy around him rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But at this time, Mu Zian didn't know.

It's just because, when he fell into deep cultivation, he actually had a dream.

In the dream, he became the only daughter of a scholarly family.

On weekdays, alone in the boudoir.

Curious about the outside world.

However, without her father's order, she dared not leave the boudoir for half a step.

"Women shouldn't show their faces."

"You must be proficient in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Her father's reprimand seemed to echo in her ears, and she also chose to show off her hands and play the piano again.

Slowly swipe the thin strings, and the beautiful notes jump out one by one briskly, playing a classical rhyme, looking at the words written on the score, the sound outlined by the piano is moving and beautiful.

She is the talented girl of the Su family - Su Qin.

However, all of this changed after that night.

She met a monk.

A very handsome monk.

...

"The talented girl of the Su family——Su Qin..."