The black crystals hanging from the black crystal glass tree made crisp "ding-dong" sounds as Jiang Zhao ran, which sounded even more pleasant.
"Junior Master, it's Junior Master!"
Gao Yu and his group ran away first, but they ran a long way away. After waiting for a long time, Jiang Zhao still didn't catch up with them, so they had to turn back to look for him.
Before I had taken a few steps, I saw the Black Crystal Glaze Tree running wildly in the distance.
Gao Yu and his companions rubbed their eyes and became excited when they saw Jiang Zhao carrying the tree.
The junior master uncle dragged the long-tailed marten and carried the black crystal glass tree that he had stolen from its home.
Junior master uncle is so awesome!
The younger apprentice disciples greeted Jiang Zhao with admiration. Before they could open their mouths, they heard Jiang Zhao say, "Run quickly."
Well, without even taking a breath, the junior apprentices turned around and ran again.
While running away, the younger disciples saw that Jiang Zhao was having a hard time carrying the tree and wanted to share the burden.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took over, he was almost crushed by the Black Crystal Glazed Tree.
Helplessly, they had to let Jiang Zhao carry the tree by himself, but the nephews also felt sorry for their uncle.
"Junior Master, please put the Black Crystal Glazed Tree away."
"I can't put it away. This tree can't fit into the Sumeru Ring."
Jiang Zhao was also troubled. The black crystal could be stuffed into the Sumeru Ring, but the tree could not be stuffed in.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have had to go through so much trouble carrying the tree.
The junior disciples were also confused. They couldn't let their junior uncle carry the Black Crystal Glazed Tree all the way like this. It would be too ostentatious.
"System, if you can do it, come on."
Jiang Zhao went to call the system. It was the system, so there should be a way.
"I can't. I can't get in."
The system said in a hard tone.
Jiang Zhao was furious. If the system was reliable, even a pig could fly to the sky.
Just when Jiang Zhao was feeling overwhelmed, the tender bud on his left index finger emitted a soft green light.
The green light fell on the black crystal glass tree along the fingertips.
In a flash of light, the huge black crystal glass tree immediately turned into countless small balls of light.
The ball of light flickered and condensed into a black crystal the size of a fist, which gently fell into Jiang Zhao's palm.
Jiang Zhao's eyes lit up. The spirit of the Wanxiang Senluo Divine Tree was still reliable.
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