Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

She had never smelled this smell before, but it made her feel uneasy.

Xueyao quickly followed the scent, walking step by step. She walked faster and faster, heading straight for the outside of the village.

The villagers didn't know what she was going to do, and followed her with surprised looks.

"What happened? Why did she leave without saying a word?"

"You were fine just now, why are you suddenly unhappy?"

"I don't know, and we didn't say anything."

Xueyao walked outside the village and stopped in front of a forest about a mile away from the village entrance.

After receiving Xue Yao's message, Yun Duoduo and the others had no choice but to wait in front of the woods.

The strange smell came from here. Xue Yao looked around vigilantly, secretly using her spiritual power in her hands.

The villagers also arrived. Seeing Xueyao's nervous expression, they asked one after another, "Miss Xueyao, did you find anything?"

Xueyao didn't answer, her eyes fixed on a tree. On the trunk of the tree, there was a deep claw mark, with some black hair scattered around.

"This is... the breath of a demon." Xue Yao said in a low voice.

When the villagers heard this, they immediately panicked.

"Monster? How could a monster appear here?"

"Miss Xueyao, what should we do now?"

Xue Yao took a deep breath and said calmly, "Don't be afraid, everyone. I will protect you. You go back first, I'll go check the situation."

After saying that, she walked towards the depths of the woods.

Xueyao walked cautiously into the woods. She heard a rustling sound and stopped, looking around warily.

Suddenly, there was a deafening roar, and a gigantic monster with a body as black as ink jumped down from the tree as if it had fallen from the sky. It was like a mountain standing in front of her, blocking her way forward.

The monster's face was hideous and twisted, its fangs sharp and pointed, and a foul odor emanated from its mouth. Its limbs were thick and powerful, and every step it took seemed to cause the ground to shake.

Its body was covered in hard scales that shimmered with an eerie light. Its blood-red eyes stared intently at Xue Yao, revealing endless greed and murderous intent.

Faced with such a terrifying scene, Xue Yao would not take it lightly, but she did not panic either. She quickly calmed her mind, mobilized the power of the waterfall, and unleashed her Ao Xue Han Mei sword moves, preparing to fight this sudden and powerful enemy.

Xue Yao's figure was as elusive as a ghost, and she dodged the monster's fierce and sharp attacks with ease.

At the same time, he kept making hand gestures and chanting spells, condensing countless icy and extremely sharp ice blades, which shot towards the vicious monster like raindrops.

However, something happened that Xueyao had never expected.

The monster in front of him, whose strength was unfathomable, dodged all the ice blades with ease and continued to pounce on him without any harm.

Xueyao began to feel a bit overwhelmed, her physical strength gradually overdrawn and exhausted. Just as she was racking her brains for a good strategy to defeat the enemy, the cunning monster suddenly saw a flaw, took advantage of it and suddenly launched a fatal attack...

Just as the fierce attack was about to hit Xue Yao, at this critical moment, suddenly, a dazzling light fell from the sky like lightning, hitting the monster hard and smashing it to pieces.

Xue Yao was shocked, her eyes widened, staring at the source of the light.

As the light gradually dissipated, a man emitting a mysterious aura appeared in her sight. He walked towards Xue Yao with steady and unhurried steps.

He was dressed in a long robe as white as snow, his sleeves fluttering, like an immortal descending from the heavens. He was tall and slender, with an elegant demeanor. His face was picturesque, with sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and lips slightly raised in a subtle smile.

However, what was most eye-catching were his deep and cold eyes, which were as unfathomable as a cold pond, making people dare not look into their eyes easily.

Xue Yao stared blankly at the mysterious man before her, countless questions welling up in her mind. Why did this man look familiar, yet she couldn't recall where she had seen him before?

Who is he? Why is he here at this time? How can he possess such powerful power?

Just as Xueyao was lost in thought, the man had already walked up to her. He stood quietly, holding a jade flute shaped like a bamboo joint and covered in emerald green.

"Thank you very much for your help, sir." Xue Yao said gratefully.

The man smiled slightly and said, "You're welcome. This demon has done many evil things. I happened to be passing by here, so I took care of it."

"Excuse me, sir, what is your name?" Xue Yao asked curiously.

"My name is Bai Yichen." The man replied indifferently.

Xueyao's heart moved. She seemed to have heard this name somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

"It's not advisable to stay here for long. The monster may have accomplices." Bai Yichen reminded.

Xue Yao nodded and said, "Master, you are absolutely right. Let's go back to the village first."

The two returned to the village together, and the villagers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Bai Yichen.

"This young master is truly amazing. He defeated the monster in just a few moves."

"Yes, thanks to him for saving Miss Xueyao."

Xue Yao looked at Bai Yichen, a strange look flashing in her eyes. She always felt that this man was hiding many secrets, but she couldn't resist his charm.

Xueyao didn't care what others said. He did help her, and she remembered the favor.

However, how could she let go of the evil monsters that appeared around the village?

She decided to go into the mountains again to find out if the monster had any accomplices. She had to eliminate the hidden dangers for the simple villagers so that they could live in peace.

After Xue Yao expressed her gratitude to Bai Yichen, she turned and left, preparing to go into the mountains again.

Bai Yichen looked at her departing back, lost in thought.

He decided to follow Xue Yao and eliminate the potential threat together.

The two entered the forest and searched carefully.

Suddenly, they heard a sound of fighting ahead, and they hurried over to find a group of little demons besieging several villagers.

Xue Yao rushed forward without hesitation and engaged in a fierce battle with the little demon, while Bai Yichen played the jade flute, producing a melodious sound.

Wherever the sound of the flute reached, the little demons fell to the ground one after another.

Xue Yao looked at Bai Yichen, her heart filled with relief, "Thank you, sir!"

Bai Yichen smiled and said, "It's just a piece of cake. However, there are probably more dangers on this mountain. We must completely eliminate them to ensure the safety of the villagers."

Xueyao nodded, her eyes firm.

So, Xue Yao and Bai Yichen worked closely together and fought side by side, doing their best to deal with the demons wreaking havoc in the mountains.

Every time they faced ferocious demons, Xueyao and Bai Yichen were fearless, working in perfect harmony. With her nimble form and superb swordsmanship, Xueyao danced like a fairy on the battlefield, delivering fatal blows to the demons. Meanwhile, Bai Yichen, using his profound cultivation, stood guard by Xueyao's side, shielding her from the enemy's attacks.

Their figures were like two shining rays of light, interweaving among the mountains and forests.

Gradually, Xueyao came to admire Bai Yichen's bravery and perseverance, and Bai Yichen seemed to be attracted by Xueyao's beauty and kindness.

After countless fierce battles, victory finally dawned. Xue Yao and Bai Yi Chen worked together to completely eliminate the last monster in the mountain. The village has since returned to its former peace and harmony. The people cheered and expressed their gratitude to Xue Yao and Bai Yi Chen.

The sun shone through the leaves, casting specks of light across the forest. Bai Yichen stood not far away, watching Xue Yao as if she were a woman walking out of a painting, wishing he could suck her into his eyes and never let her out.