My Empress is My Bad Girl

"What are you afraid of."

"Here, you have been hurt."

"No, it was Lu Er who was hurt." Yun Dai smiled lightly, "It is simply a highlight moment in my life to be able to single-handedly kill a master like Lu Er. How can I be afraid? It's too late to be proud."

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "You are bolder."

"After all, I am already a cruel middle-aged woman."

Zhao Yuanjing laughed and flew the bird on the branch above his head.

"Can you remember how to go?"

"I don't remember." Yun Dai shook her head.

She doesn't have any sense of direction when she walks normally, let alone a dense forest that has only been here once.

Without the sun, she would not even know the east, west, north, and south.

Si Huanian looked back and smiled: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I am familiar with this place a lot."

He has been back and forth several times, and he is the person who is best at jungle life, so he is familiar with this place.

Under his leadership, everyone quickly came to the trap where Lu Er was buried.

Si Huanian said: "According to your Majesty's instructions, I have filled this trap. This stone tablet is a mark I made."

The place that was originally a trap has become a tomb.

Yun Dai looked at the tombstone, then turned and looked around.

After so long, the traces of them staying by the river and making a fire that day have disappeared.

She jumped off the horse and walked back and forth several times, looking for the tree in the direction she remembered.

But she went around, there were only some bushes, ordinary pine trees, and there was no shadow of the towering tree at all.

"No?" Zhao Yuanjing followed her and asked softly.

Yun Dai's expression was a bit dazed: "I remember clearly, it was here. There are also birds, little foxes, and little squirrels over there to eat the fruit that fell on the ground. What's the matter, is it impossible for that tree to run with long legs? ?"

Zhao Yuanjing laughed: "I have never heard of this. Maybe..."

"Maybe what?"

"Perhaps a certain doctor or hunter who passed by found the tree. Did you take it away?" Zhao Yuanjing guessed, "Since Rakshasa fruit is recorded in the pharmacopoeia, more than one person must know it."

Si Huanian said: "Your Majesty is reasonable. No matter who it is, as long as he recognizes this Rakshasa fruit, he will salivate."

"But with such a big tree, it's not easy to take it away," Yun Dai said.

"One tree, one saw is enough."

"Even if it was cut away, there should be some traces left. What about the roots of the felled tree?" Yundai looked around the ground.

Zhao Yuanjing listened, thoughtful.

He let go of Yun Dai's hand, drew out the long sword, and rowed around the ground.

After a while, he stopped and said, "Dai'er, come here."

Yun Dai hurriedly walked and saw a shallow pit under the dead branches and leaves that he had pulled away with his sword.

"This is..." Yun Dai stared at it for a long time, then suddenly realized, "Could it be that the roots were pulled away?"

"What?" Hearing this, Si Huanian ran over with a scream, saw the pit on the ground, couldn't help but wailed, "Who **** **** did this! My god, my god, it's a rare one in a century The Raksha fruit tree I saw was completely destroyed!"

Yun Dai said, "Don't howl."

"Your Majesty, it's not that I made a fuss, but... Well, you don't know the characteristics of this fruit tree. As the saying goes, people move to live and trees move to death. This is especially true of this Rakshasa fruit tree. Once it has a passive root, it will wither instantly and be saved again. Not alive!"