Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 113 Dead Tree
Deep in the dense forest, there is a towering ancient tree standing quietly in the center, quite like stars holding the moon. Similar to other dead trees around it, this tall ancient tree also shows a state of decline.

On the roots of the tree that have protruded out of the ground, thick vines are densely entwined, full of vitality, with green leaves, winding up until halfway up the ancient tree, there is a bright red and strange flower. The big flower bud is a mutated corpse flower with spiritual consciousness.

From a distance, the trees and vines look like couples hugging each other tightly.

As if aware of something, the corpse flower was suddenly wrapped in vines and hidden.

Under the old tree, besides the vines of the corpse flower, there are small patches of weeds, which look green and lifeless.

Looking closer, I saw a sleeping man lying under the tree, his figure somewhat familiar.

Jiang Yu glanced at Song Heqing beside him calmly. Song Heqing understood and slowly moved away from Ling Lan beside him.

Jiang Yu walked under the tree, grabbed the man's collar, and turned him over. Sure enough, the man's face was so familiar.

It’s Linglan.

Jiang Yu stood in front of Ling Lan, blocking the sight of "Ling Lan" behind her. Suddenly she turned around, and the silver moon in her hand broke through the white mist and struck at "Ling Lan".

Song Heqing's Linglan immediately turned into white mist and dispersed with the wind.

"Heqing, come here." Jiang Yu waved to Song Heqing.

Song Heqing was slightly startled, then walked to Jiang Yu and reminded him, "Master, I am a real person."

Jiang Yu knocked his apprentice on the head, "I know what you are thinking about. Help Ling Lan up."

Song Heqing's fair face turned a conspicuous red. He bent down and put his arms around Ling Lan's shoulders to help him up. For a moment, he felt the weight.

It's about the same weight as him lifting people up on the cliff.

But just now when he took "Ling Lan" on the dead tree, he felt that it was too light and had doubts. However, "Ling Lan" behaved too normal, which made him relax his vigilance.

Song Heqing looked at Ling Lan who was sleepy, with black lines all over his head, how could he sleep every day?

Jiang Yu looked up at the dry but still upright tree. He stepped forward and reached out to touch its trunk. It had taken thousands of years to reach this height, but he was unable to save it.

She sighed.

"can you help me?"

When Jiang Yu turned around, he suddenly heard a clear male voice coming from behind.

She knew it was the voice of the old tree behind her. It was different from the old voice she imagined. Its voice was young, but also very tired.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. You've run out of gas now. You can't survive unless you replenish your spiritual energy."

Moreover, Jiang Yu realized that if spiritual power had not been nourishing it, it would not be able to support it now, but the hole in the house cannot be cured by simply filling it.

The foundation is broken and cannot be saved.

"I know that my current situation is hopeless. It's not me who I want to ask for your help." The dead tree said quickly. It was worried that Jiang Yu would leave and refused, and continued: "While he is unconscious, you can put him Take it away."

Jiang Yuzheng was confused as to what he had taken away.

Suddenly, the vines in front twitched rapidly, and the green vines quickly gathered around the waist of the ancient tree, gradually forming round buds.

A blood-red flower suddenly bloomed from the middle of the ancient tree. The oval petals were very large. When opened, the diameter was about as big as an adult's open arms.

The stamens are bright red, dripping with unknown liquid, like blood.

The green vines are still swaying in the wind, and the ferocious petals are constantly opening and closing.

"Muke, what are you talking about?"

Gu Shu's voice sounded slowly, "Xuanzhi, please leave, this place is no longer suitable for you."

The green vines curled up slightly and suddenly attacked Song Heqing.

Song Heqing was already highly vigilant against the red flower, and retreated quickly. The long sword cut off the rattan in the wind, and took the opportunity to put Ling Lan aside, planning to lure the corpse flower away.

But he saw the waving vines quickly wrapping around Ling Lan, dragging the person and flying into the air.

Ling Lan was strangled by vines and lifted up quickly. She felt a huge pain in her waist and was forced to wake up.

He saw green vines wrapped around his waist, dragging him up and flying into the air. The vines were very bendy and uncontrollable.

Ling Lan was shaken back and forth in mid-air, and soon she felt dizzy.

But he didn't dare to let down his vigilance and kept an eye on the big tree coming towards him during the shaking process.

If you are not careful, you may be photographed directly on the big tree trunk at any time.

Someone shouted for help, and for a moment he was hung on a high treetop by vines.

Ling Lan opened his eyes and saw that the green vine was no longer moving, and his anxious heart relaxed a little.

At this point, he began to look around to see where he was being taken.

The big trees here are generally very tall, and there are many strange varieties, but the trees inside are in a withered state.

With the moonlight shining in, Ling Lan found that the branches and leaves of the big tree she was hanging on seemed to have withered, dried up and had no moisture, as if they would break off if they were folded.

He didn't dare to move anymore, fearing that he would accidentally fall and die.

"Jiang, Lord Jiang, help!" Linglan suddenly saw two people standing on the ground who looked like Jiang Yu and Song Heqing, and immediately called out to them.

"I can hear it, you don't have to shout so loudly." Jiang Yu raised his head and looked at Ling Lan hanging on the tree.

When Ling Lan heard Jiang Yu's voice, her heart gradually calmed down. She hung An Xin on the tree and stopped moving.

"Master Jiang, please rescue me quickly."

"Xuanzhi, put him down." Mu Ke said.

Linglan was slightly stunned. Who was speaking? She felt that the voice was very close to him.

"You said you are not willing to hurt innocent people, nor are you willing to hurt living flowers and plants. I caught a half-demon for you today, and you are not willing to take his body?" Xuanzhi's voice was filled with helplessness that could not be concealed.

The moonlight penetrates the dead trees in the dense forest, casting a mottled silver glow. The flowers in the air of the dead trees seem to have become weak, curling up their stretched petals.

"You are trying to make excuses. Half-demon is also a living being." Muke sighed.

Xuanzhi whispered: "Then you let me watch you die? But you didn't do anything?"

Jiang Yu looked up at the corpse flower on the dead tree. The spiritual power was very strong and it should be about to transform.

"Perhaps staying here is also a kind of harm to them. This place cannot suffer another thunder disaster."

All the dead trees in the inner circle should be caused by fires caused by lightning disasters thousands of years ago.

As for the trees outside the dense forest, they are all new trees that have grown again in recent years, which is why the trees here become less and less vibrant toward the middle.

"You don't need to worry about this matter." Xuanzhi said sternly, waving the green vines.

"I really don't want to interfere with your business. Please put Ling Lan down. We will leave here immediately." Jiang Yu said while looking at the shivering person hanging on the branch.

The forest fell into silence, and Xuanzhi said nothing.

The breeze rustled the dead leaves.

Jiang Yu gradually became impatient and sneaked into Yunyi Valley at night, which was most convenient for action and could save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

(End of this chapter)