Xia Ji closed his eyes and felt that all the wind and movements around him fell into his heart.

It seemed that the abnormality just now attracted the brief attention of several guards, but the commotion was so small that it could be ignored.

First of all, he almost killed Murong Cheng in seconds.

Secondly, no one would have thought that someone had invaded Xiaozhu in Huxin and killed the contemporary head of the Murong family in seconds.

Third, it is the early morning after midnight, and no one will notice this strange except for a few people who are worth the update.

Except for Meng Po...

The palm of his palm turned over, and an invisible energy pushed Murong Cheng's body into the Hanyu Cave.

Xia Ji stepped into it.

In the hole, the cold air is like a white snake, and it makes people feel extremely comfortable when drilling into the pores, making people just want to practice cross-legged.

At the end, there is a stone step leading to the ground. There are eternal lights in the grooves on both sides of the stone step, emitting a faint orange light.

At the end of the brightness is a small house at the bottom of the lake.

Prison.

Through the window, Xia Ji could see the "her" in it.

Close his eyes, naked, and his appearance is somewhat similar to Meng Po.

However, "her"'s hair is not a black shawl, but green leaves. In the originally dull land, there is a lotus stem, supporting the water lily-like leaves, swaying slightly.

Her long hair in the shawl was completely vine, and it seemed that because of early spring, it began to sprout and gave birth to small green leaves.

Her skin showed a light green color and her figure was graceful, but she had no legs.

Below the waist are the twisted roots, which are deeply embedded in the prison house at the bottom of the lake.

This prison house is absorbing her demonic energy, and she is also absorbing the benefits of the Murong family's gathering of energy and Feng Shui.

She seemed to be sleeping in a dream, but her eyebrows kept beating, but it was definitely a nightmare.

At this moment, combined with the information and speculations I heard before, Xia Ji suddenly understood.

This is a tree demon.

This tree demon is likely to be Meng Po’s relative.

This tree demon was originally a human, but for some reason he became a demon, so he survived.

This tree demon cannot leave here because it can protect her so that her demonic aura will not be leaked.

This tree demon has been transformed and is used to maintain the operation of the Hanyu Cave in conjunction with the Feng Shui of Qi.

This tree demon is in great pain, life is worse than death.

This tree demon is why Meng Po couldn't leave and let herself leave.

He slowly approached.

There is no control over the footsteps.

The candlelight was unstable with the sudden wind.

moment.

Xia Ji was already standing in front of the window of the prisoner's residence at the bottom of the lake.

The tree demon suddenly opened his eyes, and his originally quiet temperament was suddenly broken, and his pupils showed a miserable green color.

"roar!!"

The roar sounded, and the vines in her shawl, even the small forks rooted at the bottom, rushed towards the window like vicious snakes awakened.

Hate eyes.

The flying vines and roots of the whistling vines seem to tear them into pieces to vent all the pain they have suffered.

Xia Ji's expression was still, his body was still, but he had pity.

All attacks stopped when they were about to touch the iron gate.

The vines are very tightly stretched, but they are still half a foot away from the iron gate, and they can no longer move forward.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The tree demon leaned forward, as if he wanted to tear the person in front of him, or was venting.

"Ahhhh!"

She can no longer speak.

I've long been unable to speak.

Xia Ji smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's really a child who is easy to cheat. If someone says she is worried about you, you believe it. If someone says you can't get close, you won't get close.

Are you still an assassin even if you are willing to sacrifice yourself and fulfill your family?"

He looked at the iron gate's shackles, grabbed them with his fingers, and pinched them with his fingers, and the shackles broke.

He opened the door and walked in.

He murmured to himself: "Don't you want to be Meng Po in my underworld? Don't you want to guard the Naihe Bridge for me? Such a little thing will make you feel distracted... After all, you are just a child in your heart.

It's really... stupid."

He walked towards the tree demon.

And the face of the tree demon, which was somewhat similar to Meng Po, suddenly became completely ferocious.

Brush!!

Tentacles, roots, and vines stab at the boy like sharp claws.

Xia Ji raised his head.

And all the attacks stopped when they were about to touch him.

This is a strange, instinctive phenomenon.

The tree demon was a little confused. She only felt that as a demon, she could never hurt the person in front of her.

This is a "command" rooted in the deepest part of the soul.

Maybe some demons can break free from this bond, but these demons will never include her.

Xia Ji murmured, "It's true... If you don't want to hurt me, how can I get rid of demons? How can I become a Taoist priest? Why don't you want to hurt me?"

He walked to the tree demon.

The tree demon lowered his head.

"Why?"

The tree demon didn't answer, she couldn't speak at all.

"never mind."

Xia Ji didn't want to get the answer from this. He had known that it was the ending. He had encountered this situation many times when walking in the darkness over the years, so he squatted down and looked up at the tree demon who was considered to be a normal human height.

"Murong Yanran said that when she was born, her mother died. What she said should be right. As a human mother, she died, but she just became a demon, right?"

Hearing the four words Murong Yanran, the tree demon was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly began to shed tears.

"Don't worry, she's coming soon, let's wait a little longer."

If others cannot see the world or embroidery, it does not mean that Meng Po cannot see it.

Especially this is her own strength, Meng Po should be aware of it instantly.

Outside the middle of the lake, there should be a lonely boat in the early morning spring rain. The girl who is more colorful than the peach blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River and softer than the flowing water of the small bridge. She should have stepped onto the small building in the middle of the lake, stepped into the Hanyu Cave, and saw Murong City's corpse.

Then I saw the open door of the prison residence of the lake house, saw my back, and the tree demon facing him.

“The Lord…”

Murong Yanran's voice came from behind.

Xia Ji whispered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Why?"

Murong Yanran asked softly, maybe because she was asking why she came back, maybe because she was asking why she was like this. She had already understood many things, and once this was revealed, it would be completely misleading, so Murong Cheng kept not letting her get close.

Xia Ji said lightly: "There is the truth you always need to know."

I was silent for a long time behind me.

Then a gentle call came: "Mom."

The tree demon made a strange cry, as if responding.

Xia Ji stood up and turned around to leave.

He didn't know how Murong Yanran knew about this tree demon.

I don't know how the two communicate.
To be continued...