In the vegetable garden, people are scattered around, watering, weeding, picking, and busy.

Liu Hanmo, who led the way, glared at Zi Ye with jealousy, and the corners of her lips twitched coldly: "Stand and wait, I don't want to see the Heavenly Monarch." ”

With Elder Yu's explanation, Ziye smiled and stood gently.

With a slight sweep of her eyes, she suddenly looked into the distance.

There, there is a cliff, and on the edge of the cliff, there is an ancient tree tied with red silk.

Because of the relationship of time, the old and the new alternate, the new red silk is like blood, and the old one is a little white and broken.

What attracted the purple night was not the red silk silk, but this ancient tree.

Except for a few green leaves at the top, the rest of the branches and leaves have turned yellow, and they appear to be on the verge of death.

Ziye's heart couldn't help but move, jumped off the field, and walked slowly.

On the body of the ancient tree, the bark has been mottled, and when the fingernails touch it lightly, a piece falls off in an instant.

Slender fingertips slowly swept across the rough body of the tree, and Ziye gently lay on the tree, her long eyelashes closed, as if she was quietly listening to the sound of the ancient tree.

"Do you want me to help you?" Ziye raised her head and looked at the treetops, muttering softly.

The wind blew the branches and leaves, and let out a whimpering sound, as if in response to Purple Night's words.

With a sweep of her eyes, she looked at a shovel to the side.

It was supposed to be to loosen what was left behind for it.

Tilting her head slightly, the corners of her lips blurred into a shallow smile.

"Well, as the saying goes, meeting is fate, read it for the sake of you and me, and I'll help you ......"

The shovel swept through the air and shoveled into the ground with great force, sending dirt flying.

After a short time, the roots of the ancient tree were completely exposed.

Without the slightest hesitation, the shovel in Zi Ye's hand cut off the roots of the tree one by one in a short time.

There was a "boom", and the ancient tree fell to the ground.

"Ah......h

The people working in the fields were stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed.

Almost at the same time, two golden rays of light flashed in the hall in an instant, and before Zi Ye could speak, he slapped his palm towards Zi Ye.

"Where did the daring boy come from, who actually destroyed our sacred tree......"

Zi Ye hurriedly dodged and dodged: "Wait a minute......"

In the sharp palm wind, there was also a faint coercion, which obviously restrained Ziye's movements, making her figure slow down unconsciously.

"Bang ......"

She was slapped heavily on the back, and with a "poof", a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The other person's palm wind showed an entrainment trend, approaching Ziye's brain.

Purple Night Silver Tooth bit down and slammed into his palm.

Endless spiritual power burst out in an instant, forcing the golden armor man back with one palm.

Zi Ye flew back to the ancient tree with his strength, and slapped his palm at the ancient tree.

The roots of the ancient tree have been broken, which means that they have lost their vitality.

If it is not given a new life, it will wither immediately with the decaying appearance of this ancient tree.

Seeing Zi Ye slap his palm at the ancient tree, the expressions of the two changed instantly, and they shouted in unison at the moment, and the palm wind was like a storm and swept towards Zi Ye.

Purple Night was originally irrigating the power of the wood elves to the ancient trees, and it was not only necessary to pull his hands.

With a "bang", he was swept up by the storm and flew up, and he fell directly off the cliff.

Almost at the same time, a figure rushed towards the purple night like lightning.

Ziye originally planned to hide in the Nine Star Tower after falling off the cliff, but now when he saw someone coming to save him, he had to cooperate and was grabbed by others on the back and thrown back to the top of the cliff like a chicken.

"Heavenly Monarch......" The two gold-armored guards bowed their heads respectfully.

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