In online games, she's a saint by day but kills everyone she sees at night.

It didn't dare to crash directly, so it flew straight upwards and circled in the sky.

He mustered all his speed and crashed into the old tree.

The old tree was knocked to the ground by the eagle, and I was about to say that it was no use.

Then they saw Su Wanqing waving a wooden stick and riding the eagle again.

"Explode, explode, explode! All you do all day is self-destruct! I'm so dizzy!"

Under the relentless bombardment from Su Wanqing and Diao Diao, the old tree finally succumbed to the strain and fainted.

The reversal technique within the body lost its support and was forced to stop.

Worried that something might happen to the old tree's body, Su Wanqing immediately transformed into a form of holy light.

The staff in his hand was summoned, and several healing spells were cast in succession.

After a series of smooth combos, Su Wanqing stood up on Diao Diao's body.

Looking at the unruly sycamore trees below, he asked, "Do you want the scholarly type or the martial type?"

The sycamore tree that had been cut down earlier quickly emerged.

They blocked the remaining trees and hurriedly shouted, "Wen, Wen, we choose Wen!"

Su Wanqing's actions just now have left a deep shadow on them.

Su Wanqing nodded in satisfaction and took out her small door from her backpack.

The small door fell to the ground, forming a doorway as tall as a person: "Hurry up and get in."

“They come here looking for us from time to time, if we all disappear.”

"They will definitely start a full investigation, so it's not a good idea for you to leave here."

The felled sycamore tree looked at Su Wanqing with some worry; they had been saved, but Su Wanqing had brought them only pursuit...

Su Wanqing had now transformed back into shadow; she did not intend to reveal her identity as a holy light this time.

Most importantly, she did not want to use her identity as the Holy Light to force her people to submit.

What she wanted was not something in name only, nor was it about being a goddess or anything like that.

After listening to what the tree in front of her said, Su Wanqing said calmly, "The longer you stay, the harder it will be for you to escape."

After hearing Su Wanqing's words, the tree children stopped talking nonsense. They knew that Su Wanqing had come to save them, and it wouldn't be good to say anything more.

"All trees line up and enter one by one. If your family isn't home, go find them quickly and join the last line."

"Children and old trees go first, yes, one after another, don't waste time."

The tree child immediately began to command all the sycamore trees from their spot, excluding the old trees.

He is the most authoritative person here, and he must achieve good results.

A small sycamore tree quietly moved to the tree child's side: "Uncle, are we not going to self-destruct now?"

"What are you talking about? Even the ancestor has been interrupted. Why are we self-destructing? Hurry up and go inside."

After Shu Tong finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Su Wanqing, the one who had just knocked out the ancestor with blow after blow.

Besides, they initially wanted to self-destruct because the old tree was dying.

The old tree has now been dragged inside this small wooden door.

They can leave now, so why would they want to self-destruct?

Looking at the orderly scene, Su Wanqing's eyes burned with desire.

"What's your name?"

"Huh? What happened to the Tree Child?"

The sycamore tree that had been cut down was momentarily stunned by Su Wanqing's question.

I thought she was annoyed by the slow pace of her people, so why did she suddenly ask for my name?

"Okay, Tree Child, I'll remember you."

With Shu Tong completely bewildered, Su Wanqing returned to her previous position.

She was very satisfied with Tree Boy; her city was currently lacking people who could manage things.

If fresh blood isn't brought in soon, Feng Xian might try to assassinate me tonight.

Jun Zhan stood beside the door, helping each of the phoenix tree figures.

I felt very sad to see the dryness in their bodies, although the old wutong tree did not elaborate.

However, Jun Zhan understood that unless something particularly outrageous had happened.

The Wutong Tree Clan would never rather die than have close contact with the Phoenix Clan again.

The once glorious phoenix clan is now becoming less and less like a phoenix.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a sense of gratitude towards Jun Yi and the others who had gone to provoke him.

If it weren't for their past provocations, he would have thought the Phoenix Clan was the same as before.

He didn't even want to think about the consequences if Su Wanqing hadn't been willing to give the Phoenix Clan a chance.

Su Wanqing noticed that Jun Zhan kept glancing at her and felt a little awkward, so she touched her nose.

"Stop looking. If you're moved, take me to your Phoenix Clan's forbidden area."

Jun Zhan felt somewhat helpless upon hearing Su Wanqing's words; why was she still thinking about this matter?

He had said before he came that the Phoenix Clan's forbidden area was a place that should never be visited.

It seems to have the opposite effect; Su Wanqing was determined to go to the forbidden area.

Seeing the slightly greedy look in Su Wanqing's eyes, Jun Zhan said helplessly, "The Phoenix Clan's forbidden area is not so easy to get close to. Even in the current situation, it is still dangerous inside."

"It's okay, the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish, so I'm not afraid."

Su Wanqing looked at Jun Zhan with even more fervent eyes; she was determined to go to this forbidden area today.

Hearing the old tortoise calling her from the small door, Su Wanqing didn't wait for Jun Zhan's reply.

He turned and went through the small door, with Jun Zhan following closely behind.

......

In the world of small doors

After observing the old sycamore tree for a long time, the old tortoise came to a conclusion.

"Qing'er, the Phoenix Clan usually consists of one bird and one tree."

"This is a choice made by both parties, and usually the difference between them is not too great."

"And this small sycamore tree in front of us is probably not something that Jun Zhan, at his age, should be able to come into contact with."

"Why would this tree choose a little brat like Jun Zhan?"

Su Wanqing heard the little sycamore tree mentioned by the old turtle twitch slightly at the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, no matter who it is, no matter how long they've lived outside, they're still just "little things" in front of the old tortoise.

A hint of a smile appeared in Mo Sha's eyes; he was very curious about this old tree.

What would your reaction be if you heard about the little sycamore tree?

When the old tortoise first came to him, he looked at Su Wanqing and asked, "Where's your little hydra?"

Because of this, he was ridiculed for a long time by Jun Zhan and a few other old guys who were about his age.

Diao Diao quietly approached Su Wanqing and asked, "Master, how old is Grandpa Turtle?"

Su Wanqing stroked her chin and looked at the old tortoise in front of her: "It is known that Jun Zhan is an old man of ten thousand years."

"This old sycamore tree watched Jun Zhan grow up; it can be considered his grandfather's generation."

"That means the age gap between them is not small at all."

"So here's the question: what about the old tortoise that's called 'Old Tree Little Sycamore Tree'?"

"How old are you this year?"

Su Wanqing's gaze fell on the old tortoise, her eyes filled with curiosity.

She also wanted to know how old the old tortoise was, but the old tortoise never told her.

The old tortoise smiled kindly. Why was Qing'er always so interested in his age?

Su Wanqing took the old turtle's arm and asked with a smile, "Old turtle, they say a tortoise lives for a thousand years and a turtle for ten thousand. Shouldn't you start counting your age from when you became a tortoise after you became a tortoise?"