Rebirth in Another World: The Omnipotent Young Lady

Lan Ziye was entrapped by her own magic array, and not lightly. She was inexplicably thrown three thousand years into the future. What frustrated Lan Ziye even more was that her purple eyes, a symb...

Chapter 1568 Tree Man

Su Muhan released a fox shadow without thinking when he heard it.

The fox shadow suddenly jumped out from Su Muhan's body and rushed into the river.

When it reappeared, the fox shadow had already emerged from the water with Xiaoyue's shoulder in its mouth. The fox shadow shook its head violently, and threw Xiaoyue to Lan Ziye's feet. Then the fox shadow turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

Xiaoyue had no legs, so she couldn't stand up and run away once she got ashore. She could only stare at Lan Ziye with terrified eyes and begged weakly, "Don't kill me, please, don't kill me!"

"Do you really believe what that 'Three' said?" Chu Xixuan asked in a deep voice.

Lan Ziye looked around, his gaze finally landing on the porcelain vase on the ground. He said thoughtfully, "There are only two possibilities for this porcelain vase to fall from the sky. One is that there is a barrier here, and the porcelain vase is hidden within the barrier, falling at a fixed time. But we don't know when we will come here, let alone when the porcelain vase will appear. Besides, there doesn't look like there is a barrier here, so the possibility of this is almost zero. The other possibility is that there is a hidden teleportation array here!"

"Teleportation array?" Chu Xixuan was a little surprised. You know, he had an intuitive understanding of formations since he met Lan Ziye. In this era, formations were not common, let alone those that violated the laws of nature and were incredible, such as the teleportation array that Lan Ziye was talking about.

Lan Ziye nodded and continued, "Since San said there's a magic circle here, we have to give it a try, whether it exists or not. Who knows, if we break the magic circle here, we might be able to see the teleportation circle!"

Su Muhan also agreed: "Although I don't know much about magic arrays, I know that if there really is a magic array here, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out unless we break it!"

Xiaoyue's face was filled with terror. She used all her strength to crawl to Lan Ziye's feet, hugged Lan Ziye's feet and begged with tears in her eyes, "Please, don't kill me, don't kill me! I can take you to find Brother San. As long as you put me in the water, I will take you to find Brother San. Please!"

Lan Ziye's eyes were icy cold. A hint of sarcasm appeared on her lips as she said, "Look at you like this. Is it really that important to be alive? If I were you, I would think death would be a relief. After all, if what San said just now is true, you killed your entire clan, and you have been abandoned by San!"

"No, no, Brother San will not abandon me. He must have just said that in anger!" Xiaoyue defended herself with a twinkle in her eyes, but such an explanation was pale and powerless.

Lan Ziye was too lazy to waste words with her. He swung the Falling Star Halberd, and Xiaoyue stared with a pair of terrified eyes and died instantly.

Suddenly, the ground under the feet of Lan Ziye and others began to tremble, making a rumbling sound, and at the same time, the surrounding trees let out shrill screams.

As the screams grew louder, the surrounding trees began to twist and deform, and painful, distorted and hideous faces appeared on the tree trunks.

Lan Ziye and the others were stunned: Could this be the tribesman who was refined into a tree as San just mentioned?

Before Lan Ziye and the others could react, the branches of the trees began to grow wildly, and at the same time, the leaves on the trees fell off one after another, turning into sharp blades in mid-air and shooting towards Lan Ziye and the others.

Su Muhan turned into an arc, and his nine fox tails swung in the air, knocking down all the sharp blades. Chu Xixuan had also taken out the demon-killing gun, and the bullets were fired, emitting a strong gust of wind, which shattered the sharp blades into powder, and the bullets hit the faces on the tree trunks accurately.