"Hiss!" Song Jinqiao rubbed his head and stood up.
She felt as if her head had been hit with a stick and it hurt a lot.
When the pain in her head subsided a little, she looked around.
She seemed to be in a tree hole now, and everything around her was filled with the breath of life.
"Congratulations, little female, you succeeded." The voice of the old tree sounded.
When Song Jinqiao heard Lao Shu's words, her eyes suddenly lit up. She quickly closed her eyes and felt the power in her body. After a while, she opened her eyes again with a smile on her face.
Done!
"Thank you for helping me." She thanked him quickly.
Lao Shu's voice sounded very happy, and he said cheerfully: "It's nothing, just a small favor, and the key is you."
Song Jinqiao knew that what Lao Shu said was right, but she still wanted to thank him.
The old tree suddenly asked, "Oh, by the way, so you like that dragon male."
Song Jinqiao was stunned and didn't react to what he was saying for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, she blushed immediately.
"Well……"
She was speechless and didn't know how to respond to Lao Shu.
The old tree expressed his understanding of her feelings and said with a smile, "It's okay. Since you like males, then go and woo them."
Song Jinqiao remained silent. Thinking of what had just happened, his brows knitted slightly, his lips moved, and he asked, "Is that Nan Ming real?"
Or was it just her illusion?
The old tree said slowly: "This... If you think it is real, then it is real. If you think it is an illusion, then it is an illusion."
Song Jinqiao: "..."
Song Jinqiao's expression was a little hard to describe.
The old tree laughed again and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Get out of here quickly. Those males can't wait any longer."
Song Jinqiao felt dizzy and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the faces of his companions.
As soon as Yun Fu saw her, he came up to her, holding her hand, staring at her with sparkling eyes: "Qiao Qiao, how are you feeling?"
Song Jinqiao smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm fine now."
Her eyes involuntarily fell on Nan Ming, but she saw that Nan Ming was also staring at her. She suddenly felt as if she was burned and quickly looked away.
Nan Ming now seemed to be in a daze, his eyes dull.
Seeing Song Jinqiao's gaze, he quickly looked away the moment their eyes met.
After calming down, Song Jinqiao looked at the old tree, only to find that it seemed to have lost its nutrients and was withering and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ahem, ahem... I'll be satisfied if I can still help you before I die."
When he returned to the altar, Song Jinqiao's expression was very complicated.
One can imagine how she felt when she saw with her own eyes a tree with lush branches and leaves gradually withering and finally turning into a pile of dust flying in the wind.
But before she could think about it, she suddenly felt a warm touch on her left shoulder. She looked sideways and found that it was Nan Ming's hand on her shoulder.
Nan Ming said in a deep voice: "I think I have a way to get out. Where is the stone?"
Song Jinqiao quickly took out a stone from his pocket and handed it to Nan Ming.
Nan Ming took the stone, dripped a drop of his blood on the stone, then held the stone tightly in his palm and slowly transferred his power to his palm.
But after a moment, the stone suddenly lit up with light, and at the same time, the patterns on the stone pillars of the altar also lit up, and the next second they disappeared from the spot.
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