Ma Hehua and Zhang Xiaomo brushed past each other and saw several people fighting at the cave entrance. Strange, where did the old Taoist priest and the young man go?
Before she could think it through, a torrential downpour began outside the cave, and by then it was seven o'clock in the evening.
"Gurgle..."
Inside the cave, Ma Linghua was starving, and the tree spirit seemed to be taking a liking to her more and more.
"Is your daughter coming or not?" The tree spirit's impatient voice was filled with appetite.
At this moment, Ma Linghua's yin energy was replenished, and she spoke with a bit more confidence.
"Don't you know whether I'm coming or not? What's wrong? You don't know? No way! No way! Are you that bad?" Ma Linghua's disdainful look angered the tree demon.
Without saying a word, this ungrateful woman plunged a section of the tree root directly into Ma Linghua's body, and then the vines, visible to the naked eye, sucked up Ma Linghua's blood like a straw.
But this blood... the taste is really weird. "Why is your blood spicy?" The tree demon was almost choking to death. What is this stuff? Is it something for humans to eat?
"You old slut, you're lucky to even have any to smoke, why are you being so picky? You might as well choke to death!" Ma Linghua said through gritted teeth.
Feeling confident again, she caught the old tree spirit off guard, her dagger flew out, severing the vines, and she took off with a sudden burst of speed.
"Soaring through the clouds and treading the waves." Ma Linghua's movements suddenly became agile, and her body flew through the air like a swallow.
"Oh! You think you're all right now? Is that it?" The old tree spirit's eyes were full of mockery.
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