Xu Le lightly looked at the tree in the island and shook his head slightly.

"Not so good"
Chixiao’s expression is a little tangled. She expects words to be a big problem.
It’s natural to see Xu Leyang and feel that he doesn’t speak very well.
It’s confusing to choose …
"Oh, by the way, is the puppet male or female?"
Chixiao suddenly came up with a seemingly unimportant question, but it also made Xu Le lost in thought.
"It should be a doll, sometimes a female doll and sometimes a male doll. It should be a defined gender."
"So that’s it."
A very embarrassing question eased the heavy atmosphere before.
Xu Le laughed again.
"Oh, it’s hard to establish a serious atmosphere. You laughed at a question."
"Ha, I hope you can lose your arms and legs … it’s really sad, but there’s no me."
Chixiao this words say some straightforward Xu Le looked at her slightly surprised.
Can be red clouds hurriedly explained
"Well, I mean, I can help you build a prosthesis. I’ve built a prosthesis very well. I’ve been doing it for more than ten years, and there is absolutely no problem."
Xu Le …
This guy
"Well, it’s time to go and see that tree. It’s really not that simple to leave things in the old mother tree."
"good"
Both of them deliberately avoided the previous question.
Maybe they do have some feelings, but those things are not very important to what they are doing.
Guyindo and Red Crescent oppress the world too much.
People can’t breathe
It’s time to change the rules of a game and let everything in the world enter a new cycle.
……
Chixiao helped Xu Le to the tree in the middle of the island.
Neither of them paid attention to the pollution situation that influenced each other when their crystallized arms touched each other.
Actually, if we look carefully, Xu Le’s power is pure pollution, and he pollutes the sky.
And the power of the sky is a kind of purification.
That flame is trying to purify Xu Le.
Pollution and purification seem to become a kind of mutual pollution when they blend with each other.
Both of them felt the interference with each other, but neither of them said it.
"Is this the true projection of the ancient sound multi-mother tree?"
Watching young trees Xu Le some trance.
The battle just now was not fierce.
All kinds of explosions, flames and the last round of tearing didn’t hurt the tree.
This tree seems to be above everything else.
Obviously, the fruit trees that can hang down the god’s criterion are definitely not ordinary things.
"Mother tree, this … is what you want?"
Xu Le asked a puppet before the mother tree.
Yes, Xu Le’s present state is what Mother Tree wants?
A very simple question
Xu Le once had all kinds of conjectures about the mother tree of Guyin Duomu, which was novel, interesting and malicious …
The will of the old mother tree has become various in his mind.
When he was weak, he exaggerated his conjecture about the ancient sound mother tree.
Sometimes I feel that the ancient mother tree is the most evil in this world, the source of all evil in this world and the core of all disasters.