The Explosive Tree didn't know why, but it found that the three people in front of it, especially the silver-haired man with the flute, circled around its wilted body several times.

That look was as if a terrifying capitalist suddenly discovered a certain animal who had just entered the society with eyes full of stupidity. The terrifying and huge black shadow behind him slowly grinned with his big white teeth, revealing the most kind-hearted devilish smile.

The Exploding Tree shuddered with fright.

The exploding tree was so frightened that its leaves wilt.

Then Shen Qianluo dragged Ye Jiao back, mumbling something that Explosive Tree couldn't understand but was particularly afraid of: "Do you think its entire body will be sweet?"

"It's a pity that the bottom is connected to the earth veins and cannot be uprooted..."

"But if we cut it off from here, maybe we can eat it for several days?..."

Explosive Tree: ???

A tree can be killed but not humiliated!

As if it was suddenly time to refresh, the Explosive Tree shook its body, waved its two slender little arms (mist), and stood up again!

Shen Qianluo looked up at it calmly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He let the crackling flames bombard the rock shield that was suddenly added to his body: "It turns out that it can be refreshed in two minutes..."

The tone became more and more meaningful.

Shen Qianluo's obsession with sugar is like a fish cannot live without water and a person must eat. As long as he gets addicted to sugar, even if there are nine heads and eight dragons in front of him, they can't stop him from moving forward for even a second.

He was really annoyed by the days of eating raw sweet flowers in Teyvat.

Then Morax grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him back: "Be careful."

"Oh." Shen Qianluo nodded obediently, watching the Explosive Flame Tree fall down under the gaze of Morax, not even lasting three seconds. In his heart, he had already instantly planned how to squeeze this sweet tree.

Since then, the Explosive Tree has lived a life of mass production.

Take out all the stamens and take a bite of each part. If it is made into candy, it must taste great.

Hu Si couldn't help but stick his head out: "Aren't you...disgusted by the heat?"

That was the stamen of the Exploding Flame Tree, oozing with magma and emitting sparks, and it was actually swallowed by this sugar-addicted boy in front of him?!

"Very comfortable, very warm, and very sweet." Shen Qianluo crossed his arms over his chest and made his final comment.

He was a god of the seven elements who had cultivated his original fire and natural rock elements to the extreme. The slight heat from the explosive tree was only warmth to him.

Although he told Morax that he was a weak auxiliary demon who could only summon small rock creatures to hit people (referring to stones) and play the flute.

The Explosive Tree is a giant vine that has absorbed the ancient flames surging through the earth. It is a plant that is filled with rage and never stops burning.

In later times, poets, singers and even some scholars believed that the elements contained emotions and desires.

If it is true, what kind of emotion and desire drives the Explosive Tree to burn constantly, struggling and dancing as if it is eager to break free from the constraints of the earth...

After seeing Hu Si off, Shen Qianluo followed Morax up the hill, reluctantly bidding farewell to the Explosive Tree at the bottom of the pit, whose branches and leaves were in disarray and whose tiger eyes were filled with grief and tears, and who had been abandoned after being seduced by it, and completely distanced himself from the comfortable heat.

When Hu Si finally left, he stared at Shen Qianluo seriously for a while, as if he wanted to remember his appearance thoroughly: "Young man, the road ahead is long, I don't know if we will meet again, but I will definitely remember your story in my heart."

"I will continue to delve into the mystery of the boundary between life and death. If there ever comes a day when we meet again, I hope I have found a place where no living person can set foot, and become the truly respected Hu Daxian!"

"Yin and Yang are in order, but fate is unpredictable. You two, remember to cherish the people around you!"

·

The sunshine on Cuijue Slope is very bright. The plain scenery is unprecedented, with thousands of rocks competing for beauty and grass growing and birds flying.

"It's rare for you to travel so far, are you going back now?"

The two of them strolled for a while, enjoying the scenery along the road, and they didn't find it boring.

"This trip has taken a long time. If I don't return to the tribe in time, I'm afraid..." After becoming the monarch, Morax had to consider more. His young and handsome face showed a pensive expression, which made Shen Qianluo chuckle.

"If you keep worrying about this, you'll become an old man at a young age."

Morax shook his head: "Rocks have a very long lifespan, they will not age so quickly."

"Puchi." Shen Qianshi really couldn't help it.

"…Why are you laughing for no reason?"

"Our Lord of Rock is unexpectedly stupid in some places."

"..." With his arms folded across his chest, Morax stared at him silently for a few seconds to show his dissatisfaction, then turned his head away and stopped talking, allowing him to make fun of him.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Shen Qianluo stopped laughing at him and cast his gaze to the towering mountain in the distance with a thoughtful look on his face. "Since we've come this far, why not get a few teammates back?"

"teammate?"

It is a new term for the tribe.

“Several little guys in the tribe once told me that there is a legend circulating among humans - there are immortals in this land, living in seclusion in the vast sea of ​​clouds.” Shen Qianluo spoke slowly, pointing to the north.

"Look, that high mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist. Is it similar to what's rumored?"

Following his fingertips, Morax was silent for a few seconds, which was considered as his agreement: "You are a very ambitious person."

Shen Qianluo smiled and tilted his head: "Maybe?"

He knew better than anyone that a brutal war was about to begin.

Whether it is for Morax, for the people of the tribe, or for himself, he must expand his power and form his own immortal team.

Of course, he is indeed an ambitious man.

"But, rather than being ambitious, you should call me foresighted."

Shen Qianluo corrected him, "Otherwise, how can I, a weak auxiliary demon god, dare to talk about ambition?"

·

Ao Zang Mountain, the immortal cave, the immortal mechanism, and that woman.

"Those two demon gods must have some plan for rashly intruding into the immortals' territory. Ge Chenlangshi, quickly follow me to find out what's going on!"

"You, be quiet. If a demon god comes to this curling cloud, isn't it a good thing for everyone to drink and sing together?"

The blue-haired girl playing the zither beside him didn't seem to be alert at all. She stopped and looked up at the mountain path under the mist. She said with some anticipation, "We live here a lot. It's been a while since we made any new friends, right?"

"As a member of the Immortal Family, how can I not be vigilant?" Liu Yun flapped his wings in disapproval and flew into the sky. "In that case, I will go find Li Shui and Xie Yue and find out the origins of those two demon gods!"

"Eh?" He was hesitant to speak as he watched Liu Yun fly away without leaving a trace of cloud. Ge Chen sighed helplessly and continued to fiddle with the strings of his zither. "Well, let her be. But..."

A hint of curiosity flashed across her cyan eyes, and the sound of her piano could not help but rise further, as if calling out to someone with the same interests: "The silver-haired boy among them, the other instrument on his waist, is it a bamboo flute?"

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