[Yang Jian] Come tease the real king

What Yang Jian could see were large expanses of bright red maple leaves, and he didn't know when he woke up and came here.Being in a different place, he unconsciously wanted to look around, but found that he couldn't move. Looking up and down, he realized that he was already attached to a huge red maple tree.

The maple trees are quietly enjoying the sunshine in the autumn afternoon, and the branches and leaves are becoming more and more red.

As far as his eyes could see was a cliff, on the edge of the cliff was a protruding boulder, which he was familiar with, but he was still on Mushi Mountain, even though it was halfway up the mountain.

Yang Jian couldn't say that he was chained to a tree without any magic power. He really didn't understand how this formation could kill people.Tethered to one place and bored to death?But loneliness can indeed make people crazy, he does not deny it, because he knows what it feels like to be lonely.

Yang Jian's consciousness has been attached here for a long time. Although he can clearly perceive the passing of time, he knows better that this is a formation. Although time has passed here, it is just an illusion.He has experienced a thousand years here, and the outside world may have only passed an hour or even less.

Watching the sunrise and sunset every day, at first he would count the days silently, counting the sun, looking at the moonlight, the moonlight was actually colder than what he had seen before.In the end, he stopped counting. He couldn't remember how many days. Looking at the flowers, plants and animals every day, he found that it was not so unbearable.Did you gradually get used to it?

Until one day when he regained consciousness, he found that there was another person in his sight. That person was lying on the tree and fell asleep. When he looked carefully, he was not asleep. His white shirt was stained with blood, and his black hair was messy. , holding a sword full of gaps in his hand, the blade was rolled, the blood stains on the blade were dark, and the blade's luster was gone, only the flint embedded in the hilt still exuded a faint luster.Yang Jian could see that this sword must have been a magic weapon, and what kind of battle could it destroy?

The white-clothed man was a very handsome man, Yang Jian couldn't take a closer look due to his limited vision, but he could vaguely recognize his identity---Mo Yan from his accompanying sword.

He had seen that sword from the history books of the Demon Realm. Although the pictures were not detailed, the features were obvious.The blade is slender and inlaid with flint, he will not admit it wrong.

The Moyun Sword is the Moyan Saber, which is easy to kill gods and demons.As the first generation of the demon king in the demon world, his ability can also be imagined. In the battle he experienced, he did not know how many immortals and demons he killed.According to records of the Demon World, he disappeared after a thrilling battle that changed the color of the world.

I didn't want to come here.

However, there was something bulging in his arms, which obviously attracted Yang Jian's attention. The things in his arms were emitting a faint light and emitting a devilish energy. Yang Jian only felt that this energy seemed familiar.I thought about it in my mind carefully, but I only felt that it was suddenly empty.

Yang Jian wanted to wait for him to wake up and discover his own existence, but he didn't wake up after all, so he died leaning against this tree.

The brilliance that seemed to exist in his arms did not disappear, but it was still in his arms, accompanying him to decay.

Although Yang Jian is depressed, no one can be happy in front of a corpse all day and all night, but the corpse is very slow to decay, no insects bite, no beasts bite, just like this slowly For the nourishment of this tree.

Then every autumn, he found that the branches and leaves of this red maple were even more dazzling red, dazzling and dazzling.

And this tree actually exudes a breath, presumably the breath in Mo Yan's arms was absorbed by this maple tree.

Yang Jian looked at the red eyes and felt the anger. If he is so determined, he thinks he is going crazy.He had only seen this familiar feeling on one person, and he didn't really realize that it was true until the red maple plant turned into a young girl at the end of the sunset, and the facts verified his guess.

He didn't dare to think that he was attached to Hong Feng's body at this very moment.

He could feel the confusion in her heart, as ignorant of the world as a newborn baby.

Fortunately, when the girl transformed into a human form, these maple leaves turned into clothes, which saved him from embarrassment.

What Yang Jian can see now is what the young Hong Feng can see, maybe she has just transformed into a human form, except that she is asleep most of the time except for basking in the sun.Although he was attached to her body, he couldn't use her body, and he had to watch Hong Feng take a few steps when he was awake occasionally.Now he felt more depressed than before.

At this time, Hongfeng is only about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child in the mortal world. Although she is so tall, her mind is more like a baby. After all, it is only more than 20 days since the day she took shape.

She doesn't seem to be able to speak yet, and he has never heard her speak, and he grew up alone, so how can he speak without being taught by others.As for walking, it may be more instinctive, but she still likes to bask in the sun very much. She often spends a whole day in the sun, and then wakes up at night to start activities.I don't know whether it's because the main body is a tree or because of the intrusion of that energy, which made her develop a cat-like routine.

This time she walked a long way, and wherever she looked, she would stop and study it, but she didn't like a child in the world who would put something in her mouth when she got it. Maybe this is also related to her being a tree, no need Looking for food, you just need to find a place with sufficient light to lie down during the day.

It is estimated that she has had enough rest. After studying everything, she has not gone far.Yang Jian is not at all interested in her playfulness. Although he is not observing deliberately these days, he can still write a thick stack of Hongfeng's observation diary.

While he was taking a nap, he heard a somewhat hoarse voice next to his ear.

"Little baby, uncle has candy to eat, do you want to follow uncle?"

The one who lives in Mushi Mountain must be Tongtan Zhenren, is it him?Yang Jian couldn't help but carefully looked at the person in front of him.

He was dressed in black and robed, but he had red hair, which made him look particularly eye-catching.The man walked closer, squatted down, looked directly at Hong Feng, and continued to repeat what he had just said, this time with a softer tone.

Facing the suddenly enlarged face, Yang Jian couldn't help but want to back away, although he was not ugly, he was even pretty.It's a pity that he is a man, so he is naturally not used to another stranger looking at him like this.

But suddenly I heard a hoarse and soft voice, "Little baby, uncle has candy to eat, do you want to go with uncle?"

The man in front of him was stunned, but he quickly realized that he was probably a mob who had never seen anyone on the side of the mountain, and then rolled his eyes, "Okay, uncle is so handsome, it's not because he is so handsome. Tang just followed Uncle!"

Listening to Hong Feng imitating him, Yang Jian suddenly had the urge to stab him to death.

After hearing this, the man looked back with a smile and said, "Look, I successfully abducted a little doll."

A figure gradually appeared in the depths of the jungle. He was also dressed in black and a black robe, but his whole body was covered by the robe, with a mask on his face. Yang Jian recognized him, so he must be the old Si Yan.

"Go out in the future, don't say I know you." Bang Yan's voice was brisk, with a speechless tone, but he also walked up to Hong Feng and took a closer look.

"Her breath really resembles his. Do you think she is his illegitimate daughter?"

"Wu Miao, your brain should be full of water." Si Yan glanced at him and hugged Hong Feng.

"Go out in the future, don't say that I know you. Wu Miao, you should have all the water in your head." Hong Feng learned every sentence, never tired of it.

"How to make her stop?" Wu Miao walked aside, a little depressed.

"You just shut up."

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