Showdown, I'm a tree

He looked down on these women who didn't spare their lives the most.

Die or die.

I can't die sooner,

It's not okay to die later.

But at the critical moment, die.

It made him a little angry.

However, forget it.

Let's deal with the corpse first.

He is still practicing martial arts in a Buddhist temple and cannot expose himself.

Originally, I thought about throwing this girl to feed the wolves, but after thinking about it, it's better to bury the body for safety's sake.

Thinking like this, Xiang Yushan also turned around, picked up a cold figure lying on the ground, and walked towards the pit.

"This..."

Staring blankly, Mu Zian fell silent.

What is this ghost?

monk?Bury?

What exactly did he miss when he was just practicing?

Mu Zian didn't understand, but was more puzzled.

But at this time, this weird monk had already put the corpse in the pit, and even started to fill it up with soil.

"Forehead..."

During a period of silence, Mu Zian chose to watch quietly.

Right now, he still doesn't understand what's going on.

All we can do is wait and see.

"Collect your thoughts first."

"There are indeed human beings in this world. Look at their clothes, monks' coarse linen clothes, and that woman, wearing a white skirt that drags the floor...It's an ancient costume...It doesn't look like the modern world of my previous life."

"It's a bit like the past era, and the language that this monk is talking about, some can't understand, it's not a language I'm familiar with."

In a daze, Mu Zian had already made a judgment.

This information is important.

Enough to guarantee his subsequent survival.

At this time, Mu Zian was also thinking about other things.

Should he make a move.

Although he didn't know the specifics of what happened, looking at the woman, the tattered clothes, and the tooth marks and claw marks on the monk, Mu Zi'an had some guesses in his heart.

This should be the legendary 'rob color'.

And this is a flower monk, or a flower picker.

However, it looks like it didn't work out.

Therefore, from a human standpoint, this Monk Hua is a bad person.

But that's just the definition of the human position.

Now Mu Zian is a tree,

Moreover, it is still a demon tree.

Therefore, he must clearly know the role he plays.

"There is no reason to make a move, and the risk of making a move is very high. If I don't kill him immediately and let him escape, then I reckon it will be over."

Murmuring in his heart, Mu Zian was also helpless.

Although he was a little upset about this kind of thing.

But now, he is very vague about his own strength, and he doesn't know the strength of this Monk Hua.

If one is not careful, I am afraid that I will be gone.

Therefore,

Silent, more silent.

Mu Zian could only try his best to act like an ordinary tree, watching all this silently.

"If I have enough strength, I can take care of it when I encounter something that makes me unhappy."

It's a disgraceful bastard.

In Mu Zian's world, especially in ancient times, if a woman loses her virginity for nothing, she is likely to commit suicide.

Therefore, these thieves are greedy for momentary enjoyment, but they have no regard for the life and death of others.

Really annoying.

However, Mu Zian has no choice now.

He is no longer human.

The so-called right and wrong, right and wrong, are meaningless to him.

You know, there is an old saying among human beings.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different".

If it is true that there is Yaoshu Hengkong, no matter the good or the evil, he will take action immediately.

Human beings are surprisingly concentric in terms of exclusion.

Therefore, when reborn as a tree, Mu Zian needs and must be clear about his own position.

He is just a demon tree.

an outlier.

In this strange world, he is alone and helpless.

When doing things, we must be cautious and cautious.

However, when Mu Zian was thinking about this, a sudden accident made Mu Zian stunned.

Monk Hua, who handled the corpse skillfully, was walking towards him slowly.

"The aura here is a bit strong."

Amid some surprised voices, Xiang Yushan raised his eyes and looked at the willow tree not far away.

This is a very common willow tree.

The branches hang down like waterfalls.

However, its branches and leaves are extraordinarily lush, especially the willow leaves are even more verdant.

Xiang Yushan rubbed his chin and said suspiciously:

"Could it be spirit wood?"

Spirit wood, a tree that can absorb spiritual energy.

very precious.

The most common spiritual wood is also worth tens of thousands of gold, enough for him to spend a long time listening to it.

so...

"..."

During a period of silence, Xiang Yushan raised his footsteps again, and touched a branch with his right hand.

He needs to verify his guess well.

If it is really the spirit wood, then this time, it is really a big profit.

However, when he stretched out his hand to Yushan, he didn't know that the emerald green willows were swaying with the night wind.

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"call...."

As the night wind whistled, wicker rippled.

An indescribable coldness suddenly poured into Xiang Yushan's heart.

The back of the neck felt slightly cold, and the chill rose from the spine, making one's scalp numb.

Chapter 6 Human Corpse

"who is it?"

Suddenly drinking violently, Xiang Yushan suddenly raised his head and looked around.

The aura in the body is even more stirring.

"boom..."

Accompanied by a roar, the robes around him bulged, and an indescribable aura also rose.

However, the next moment, Xiang Yushan frowned.

nobody.

There was no one around.

Although he is not a high-ranking martial artist, he is only a third-level martial artist, but he is a Buddhist disciple, and his perception is very good.

But now, he got nothing.

"Maybe I was too nervous."

Amid some suspicious voices, Bai Yushan was also puzzled.

However, he did not let his guard down.

While looking around again and again, his fists were slightly clenched, and his whole body was even more tense.

Like a big bow, with a thought, his whole body will explode.

Just, at this moment,

"call..."

The night wind blew and picked up a few willow branches.

And these willow sticks brushed Xiang Yushan's face impartially.

Xiang Yushan didn't care.

It's just a few wicker sticks, no big deal.

But at the next moment, he was stunned.

The willow branch, which was originally light, suddenly tightened when it brushed against his face.

"Varied...?"

Before he could make any more noises, the willow branches wound around his body like spirit snakes.

Among them was a wicker that was rolled violently, wrapping around his neck.

"Huh..."

Hearing a sound of breaking through the air, Xiang Yushan's whole body was rolled up high by wicker branches and left the ground.

His eyes widened, Xiang Yushan couldn't believe it until now.

What are you kidding?

It was these willow sticks that attacked him?