After knocking down five beastly men, the vicious female escaped

Chapter 154 New Divine Branches and Leaves
The faint golden halo seemed to be calling silently.

Wen Shu frowned slightly. She had not forgotten the oppressive feeling she felt the last time she touched the branches and leaves of the sacred tree.

But when she wanted to leave, her legs seemed to be welded in place and she couldn't move at all.

This forgotten sacred tree branch suddenly lit up only after her arrival. It must have a message to convey...

Wen Shu closed his eyes tightly, followed the halo of light, and walked towards the depths of the palace.

In the empty and dim hall, only her footsteps could be heard.

There was a faint smell of death in the water. Every few steps, you could see a corpse with its hair so swollen that its facial features could not be seen.

Wen Shu observed them carefully and found that their wounds were neatly arranged, and only a few died from the corrosion of toxins.

It seems that there was a fight here before it was polluted?
She sensed something was wrong, but she had no time to think about it. The branches of the sacred tree were right in front of her, on the tall pillar.

And this is also the place with the most corpses.

As she approached, the branches and leaves glowed brighter, as if trying to break free, but the branches were embedded in the boulders.

"Are you looking for me?"

Wen Shu walked around the scaly sea snake corpse and placed his hands on the edge of the stone platform.

Hearing her voice, the golden branches and leaves fluttered suddenly.

In the huge palace, a tall female stood on top of a pile of corpses, talking to a branch. The scene was quite weird.

But when Wen Shu saw the branches and leaves emitting a round halo of light, she felt a strange sense of intimacy.

But she was still frightened by the last contact, so she asked, "You won't hurt me, right?"

The light from the branches and leaves quickly dimmed, and the dim halo looked a little aggrieved.

Wen Shu found it funny that he was imagining things, and the fear in his heart was relieved a little at this moment.

"Let me see what you want to say this time."

She hesitantly stretched out her fingertips and touched the branches.

Golden light burst out quietly, however, this time the scene was completely different from the previous ones. There was no tragic ending of the original owner, nor was there an endless snowfield.

Her vision went dark, and she felt a gentle suction, as if her soul was being pulled out of her body and into the branches and leaves...

"Yining, where are you going? That female has completed her mission and is dead!"

As soon as Wen Shu regained consciousness, she heard a familiar name.

She tried to open her eyes, but found that she had no eyelids. However, she could see the current scene clearly with her consciousness alone.

In front of me is a white palace with a hollow top and two giant rings like those used for astrology.

The decoration inside the hall is somewhat unique, with a row of densely packed bookshelves on the left and a podium and desks on the right.

On the black board, there are crooked and strange symbols painted, and in the center is a sacred tree with intricate patterns.

A tall figure was standing beside the podium, packing up a package of animal skins.

He was wearing a pitch-black robe, and the cuffs revealed ancient patterns embroidered with silver thread as he moved.

"Yining?"

Wen Shu wanted to take a few steps forward, but her body couldn't move.

As if hearing her voice, the male stopped moving and suddenly turned around.

However, Wen Shu only had time to see his obviously thinner cheeks before the familiar old face of Priest Lahan blocked the view.

"Yining, you just passed the assessment, and tomorrow is the ceremony to take over as high priest. Are you going to give up all this for a dead person?"

He tried to dissuade her earnestly, but seeing that he remained unmoved, he walked over to Wen Shu and pointed at her head, "Don't you want to communicate with the sacred tree? As long as tomorrow passes, you can get what you want!"

Through his wrinkled fingers, Wen Shu could clearly see Yining's pale face.

He has indeed lost a lot of weight.

His angular face was a little sunken due to his thinness, which made his brow bones appear even more prominent.

Those cold, clear eyes, sunken in deep sockets, were tinged with a sinister hue that never belonged to him. After Priest Lahan stepped aside, his gaze also fell on the glowing branches of the sacred tree.

Seeing that it was no different from before, except that it was flashing with a regular halo, Yining raised a wry smile at the corner of his lips, thinking that he was hallucinating.

Looking into his dim eyes, Wen Shu felt a surge of bitterness in her heart.

It's been less than a month since we last parted, how come he's become so thin...

She clenched her hands, trying to communicate with him, but she saw that he looked determined and his eyes were red.
"I became the high priest for her. If she's gone..."

Yining pursed her lips, grabbed the package and was about to leave, shaking her head nervously, "She'll be fine, I want to go and see for myself."

"Yining!"

Priest Lahan immediately rushed forward to stop him, but Yining dodged with great speed.

Wen Shu was also a little anxious. The branches of the sacred tree must have had a purpose for asking her to come here, and she couldn't let Yining leave.

"Yining! Can you hear me?"

She called out anxiously a few times, but when she saw that Priest Lahan, who was a few steps away, didn't respond at all, she continued to shout, "I'm here, I'm among the branches of the sacred tree!"

There was no sound fluctuation in the priest's hall.

But Yining's ears twitched and he stopped where he was.

That ethereal voice reached his spiritual sea directly, and it was so familiar that it made his heart ache!
He clenched his fists, suppressed the urge to turn back immediately, and glanced across the branches and leaves of the sacred tree at Priest Lahan.

He did not trust Lahan.

Wen Shu was forced into a desperate situation, which was closely related to his teacher.

"Lahan, please leave." Yining put down the package, opened the door calmly, and said with his head lowered, "I want to calm down for a while."

Priest Lahan glanced at the package on the ground, and his anxious expression faded in an instant. "Okay, okay, you stay here for a while."

He nodded repeatedly, glad that Yining still had some rationality.

However, he did not expect that as soon as he left, the males in the hall walked eagerly to the center of the hall and hugged the high platform where the branches and leaves of the sacred tree were placed.

"Wen Shu female, is that you?"

Yining's light-colored eyes reflected the dim halo of the branches and leaves of the sacred tree. She was panicked but also expected that voice to appear again.

He was afraid that he was really going crazy.

I'm even more afraid that Wen Shu is really dead...

He approached unexpectedly, and Wen Shu was instinctively afraid of being hit, but she realized that she had no physical body.

Unable to move, she could only watch Yining look up at her.

His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fragile hope, as if they would shatter like porcelain if touched lightly.

After a long separation, Wen Shu didn't expect that the situation would be like this.

She knew Yining quite well. He looked cold and noble, and one could tell at a glance that he was of aristocratic origin.

But in stark contrast to those hypocritical nobles, every one of his actions and intentions was full of sincerity.

He is the worst kind of person to pretend.

Looking at his haggard face and those eyes filled with tears, Wen Shu frowned.

"Yining, I'm still alive..."

She slowly squatted down, forgetting her own form, and tried to hold his hand tightly, but her palm missed and she fell in front of Yining.

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