After staying in the treehouse on Nagisa, the original island of Batu, and dismissing Xiao Xiao who was chirping in his ears, Zhiying sent a message to Little Golden Crow, saying that he was safe now and asked him not to come looking for him. Although with Little Golden Crow's

Personally, nine times out of ten, he won't listen to her, but at least he won't be so worried.

After drinking the last sip of orange juice, he opened the curtains of the small-leaf tree vines and looked out the window.

This tree house is built among three giant trees that are hugged by ten people. These three giant trees are leafy and towering, filtering the sunlight and moonlight as thin as a hair.

The fireflies flicker with faint green dots of fluorescence, jumping and floating leisurely as the katydid sings. The song and dance work in perfect harmony, which brings great visual and auditory enjoyment.

Under the window was a giant tree branch that was as wide as the window frame. Shadow Weaver got playful and climbed out of the window holding on to the window frame.

Without using magic or kung fu, she was like a child who couldn't walk yet, with her forearms stuck on the rough bark of the tree, crawling forward step by step.

Halfway through the climb, Zhiying sat up with support on the tree trunk, her feet dangling in the air, and her white skirt opening and closing like a blank folding fan.

Occasionally, a firefly with flashing green light flew over. Weaver stretched out her finger and touched the firefly lightly with her fingertips. Suddenly she turned her wrist and the firefly stopped steadily on her fingertips, its thin wings flapped gently.

The fluorescence at the end also flickers on and off, which is quite interesting.

She was fascinated by the sight, and occasionally a gust of wind blew over and the fireflies were frightened, their wings flew away one by one, and merged into the surging tide of fireflies.

Zhiying's eyes moved slightly, she slapped the tree trunk with her palm, flew up, and landed on the tree trunk lightly and steadily. Her face was calm, and a slender ice blade formed in her hand.

My eyes wandered among the deep leaves, but within a few breaths, half of the fireflies had dispersed, and the remaining ones flew into the green leaves and hid.

She half-closed her eyes, Yao Bi took a breath, her eyebrows slightly raised, and the ice blade shot out in one direction like lightning.

With a "click", a branch was broken, and the branches and leaves hanging in the air were awkward and awkward. A ball of pale green will-o'-the-wisp flashed out from behind.

Weaver Shadow used a forbidden spell to freeze the will-o'-the-wisp in place.

The will-o'-the-wisp trembled for a few times, and then the flames swelled and violently crashed in all directions. However, the forbidden curse was firm, and despite the collision, it still stayed there, unable to move forward or retreat.

Zhiying picked up a leaf in her hand, brought it close to her lips and blew it. The music sounded softly, like the whisper of a lover in her ears, telling her thoughts.

The furious will-o'-the-wisp vibrated violently twice and then became quiet.

At this time, the tone changed from gentle breeze and drizzle to strong wind and rain, and the tight beat was like the sound of a pipa played loudly and aggressively.

The will-o'-the-wisp was like being hit by raindrops, shrinking and getting smaller as each note was played.

Until it shrinks to the size of a luminous pearl, the shadows tighten on the leaves, and the music changes again, distant and clear.

She curled the tip of her tongue, pursed her lips, exposed a gap, and breathed out rhythmically. The pale green will-o'-the-wisp suddenly broke open, turning into a graceful figure.

As the last note sounded, Shadow Weaver took away the leaves and pursed his lips.

What she was playing just now was a requiem, and she got the music score from Qu Mi. When she played it, she poured spiritual power into the notes, which taught the soul to be at peace and surrender happily.

She originally thought this piece of music was versatile and beautiful, so she learned to play it for fun. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today. After playing a requiem, she captured the female ghost.

She studied the female ghost in front of her.

This female ghost has a thin eyebrow, a beautiful nose and red lips. Apart from her dull eyes, she is really beautiful. No matter which dynasty she is placed in, she will not be able to escape the reputation of being a beauty and a disaster.

Zhi Ying curled his tongue and blew a whistle, and the female ghost's eyes immediately glowed with energy, but this look was quite ferocious. Her pale green eyes stared directly at Zhi Ying, which was very penetrating.

Looking at these eyes, she had a thought in her mind, then blinked her eyes, sat down on the tree trunk again, and said with a smile: "Don't be so cruel! I just want to live in this tree house for a few days, and I won't do anything else.

.”

The female ghost was emitting a faint green light, which was exactly the same color as the will-o'-the-wisp. She still glared and warned: "Uninvited guests like you are not welcome in Ba Tuyuan, so leave quickly!"

Zhiying shook his legs naturally and glanced in one direction: "Xiao Xiao is still in Ba Tuyuan. I didn't set up a barrier when I played the Requiem just now. Don't you want to see your daughter?"

The female ghost remained silent, but her eyes became more fierce.

Zhi Ying slapped her forehead and suddenly realized: "Oh! You are a ghost. Xiao Xiao's cultivation is still shallow, so I can't see you..." She changed the subject and said sharply, "Or do you simply not want her to see you?

"

"What are you going to do to her?" The female ghost's voice was sharp, which did not match her charming appearance at all.

Zhiying rubbed his ears: "I told you, I'm just staying in this tree house for a while, and I'll leave in a few days. I have no enmity with Xiao Xiao, and she is so cute and pitiful, what can I do to her?"

The female ghost narrowed her beautiful jasper eyes and asked: "No one has come to Batuyuan for twenty years. Who are you? How did you come here?"

Zhiying accepted her "respectful title" confidently and said: "Since you know that I am an expert, it is not your place to ask about the matters of an expert. As for how I got here..." She rubbed the knot around her waist.

He smiled bitterly and said, "This is really an accident, I didn't want it either!"

The female ghost sneered and cast her sinister gaze on Zhiying, as if she could see through her origins and thoughts one by one.

She looked at it for a long time, and Zhi Ying yawned tiredly, and simply lay on her back on the tree trunk, and covered her eyes with a brocade ribbon, which seemed a bit like being out of sight.

The female ghost seemed to be anxious, and asked sternly: "Did that hypocrite send you here? You have already snatched away the Tianlong city-breaking halberd, and I have become like this, what else are you going to do?"

Hearing this, Zhiying lifted up the brocade belt, revealed one eye, and said with a smile: "Hey! You don't have anyone here, and there is still a treasure!"

"Aren't you?" the female ghost asked.

Zhiying curled his lips, put the brocade belt back on, and said, "Does this girl look like the kind of person who is driven by others? What kind of hypocrite is she? What does it have to do with me?"

Zhiying closed his eyes, but his consciousness was locked on the female ghost beside him, and he heard her say: "No matter whether you are sent by that hypocrite or not, I will always watch you. If you are in any way detrimental to Ba Tuyuan,

Behavior, I..."

"You won't let me go even if you are a ghost?" Zhi Ying intercepted her words with a smile, "Please! You are already a ghost. Although you are a powerful ghost, you have not regained the cultivation you had before you were alive. You can threaten me... ha

Ugh!"
Chapter completed!