My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 265 Divine Tree
In a remote courtyard.

On the stone table, there were a few side dishes and a jar of fine wine.

Ye Wuyou put down the Tianji Report in his hand, then looked at the young man sitting in front of him. A long spear stood at his side, and under his feet were several empty wine jars.

"That's just the way it is."

Lu Zhaolin, with a ruddy face, spread his hands and explained to Ye Wuyou.

"You know about the spies in Tianji Tower. If you don't tell them, they will keep surrounding you. Patriarch Luo and Patriarch Lu walked fast and were protected by their clansmen. And that woman Luo Qinghan disappeared in the blink of an eye. As a result, they had no choice but to capture me."

"Besides, this matter was too big to be concealed. Although there were no casualties, a sudden rain of sand and gravel fell in broad daylight. Afterwards, when you were unconscious, the Lu family apologized one by one."

"Although I didn't tell anyone about your existence, this matter cannot be concealed if it falls into the eyes of those who are interested. After all, there are so many Lu family members who have seen you. If nothing else, Luo Qinghan will definitely be questioned about what happened when he returns to the sect."

Is this so...

Ye Wuyou only felt his eyes close and open, and then he fell asleep.

But he didn't expect that when he woke up feeling full of energy and recovered very quickly, a full half month had passed since that day.

"It's been too long..." Ye Wuyou muttered to himself.

Lu Zhaolin looked puzzled and said casually, "How long? Brother Ye, don't you know how you looked at that time? You can recover as usual in half a month without any injuries. This is amazing."

What did you look like then?
"Can not remember."

Ye Wuyou really didn't know. At that time, he just felt pain all over his body. The last remaining thought in his mind was to smash the falling island to pieces.

As for some things that happened afterwards, I don’t know whether I fainted completely or I just [forgot] them.

The narrator's voice and Lu Zhaolin's voice sounded almost at the same time.

[At that time, you had your back to all living beings, you were gifted with aura, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and in an instant, you had a thought and you touched Kunlun with your hand! ]

"At that time, your body was bursting with blood... and then you fainted and fell to the ground twitching. From time to time, you kept shouting, "What can a minor injury do to me?" Brother Ye, I really admire you."

The corner of Ye Wuyou's mouth twitched. Was he in such a miserable state at that time?
But there is something Ye Wuyou wants to ask.

"Didn't that woman attack me at that time?" The voice was full of doubt.

Lu Zhaolin naturally understood who Ye Wuyou was talking about, and said with a light sigh.

"How could I not attack you... I'm really curious about what kind of grudge you two had in the strange world."

"She was closest to you at the time, and your blood sprayed all over her. She was stunned. So why was white liquid sprayed out of your body?"

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything. This matter didn't make any sense, but at least the spray was not green.

Lu Zhaolin continued.

"But when she came to her senses, she was about to trample you to death, but was stopped by Patriarch Lu. Later, Patriarch Luo's little girl also came. Wow, she is comparable to a spiritual general of the seventh realm. This is the first time I know about the weirdness of the Luo family. I thought the Luo family was finished."

Mentioning the Luo family, Lu Zhaolin smiled and squinted his eyes.

"Why don't you continue to stay in the Luo family, but live alone instead? I have been here often during this period. You don't know that when you were unconscious, I could see the young patriarch coming out of your room every time."

[What! Your flawless and pure body was actually desecrated by a living dead, and he even took advantage of you when you were unconscious. What a loss, what a loss, I didn’t feel good at all.]

Ye Wuyou stroked his forehead and sighed, "Can you be more serious, you bastard? Have some shame."

only……

Ye Wuyou looked at Lu Zhaolin, whose eyes looked a little unnatural. It was unusual for Lu Zhaolin, who was usually serious, to say such words.

He doesn't have many acquaintances in Daxuan.

Without judging whether people are good or bad, Ye Wuyou actually thinks that the most interesting and considerate person is the old man Luo from the Luo family. That old guy is so funny and he never gets angry at all.

Lu Zhaolin was not familiar with him. During one cooperation in the strange world, he directly killed his teammate. It was a fatal shot, the kind that could not be saved. After that, the opponent just watched the whole process.

But after experiencing life and death twice, you can't say they were close friends, but the age difference is not that big, so they are quite familiar with each other.

"That's not what you wanted to ask, right?" Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Lu Zhaolin smiled awkwardly but didn't say much.

Ye Wuyou knew it very well, this was what the head of the Luo family asked him to ask.

This was also the reason why Ye Wuyou could not continue to stay in the Luo family. This time, he had already owed Luo Yue a favor by seeking her help.

If you stay any longer, you'll owe... a lot.

After being exposed, Lu Zhaolin did not hide anything. Instead, under the influence of alcohol, he spoke out his thoughts in a very carefree tone.

"This is actually not something that is difficult to talk about. Brother Ye, with your current strength, let alone Daxuan, you can even be ranked among the top three sects and ask for an elder, but you haven't joined any force. How come you are really just a casual cultivator?"

"The Luo family is now in a state of recovery. Although they are supported by the young lady who heads the family and are very powerful, it is only a matter of time before they finally succeed."

If a person with the Five Realms Great Divine Ability didn't want to get drunk, he naturally wouldn't get drunk, but Lu Zhaolin was obviously drunk.

"It's true that she looks a little miserable now, but she's not a bad person, and she doesn't have many years left. Maybe in a few years, she will be like the original ancestor of the Luo family, and can only stay in the coffin as a living dead. If you stay in the Luo family... maybe she will be yours sooner or later."

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly and looked at Lu Zhaolin with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

Lu Zhaolin felt Ye Wuyou's gaze and seemed to sober up a little. He realized that his words were inappropriate and immediately fell silent.

There was a look of worry in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

He naturally understood the meaning of the other party's words. Luo Yue, who possessed a strange body, did not have an outstanding talent for cultivation, and the seventh realm was out of reach for her.

Although the Luo family has a secret method to prolong her life, she is nothing more than a living dead in a coffin.

He, Lu Zhaolin, and even Luo Qinghan can be said to be the ones who can still seize the last moment to cross the finish line. Once they reach the seventh level, everything will turn around.

"Then I can learn divine magic to suppress it..." Ye Wuyou hesitated.

Lu Zhaolin was stunned for a moment, then laughed at himself.

“Forget it. Apart from the real person in Baiyun Temple, the only one who has learned the magic of Daxuan is Luo Qinghan, a monster with terrifying talent. Of course, there is also you... I myself once pondered for twenty days under the pillar of the magic, but I didn’t understand it at all.”

Ye Wuyou thought for a moment, then asked Lu Zhaolin with some doubt.

"You only have one strange body and you don't know any magic, so you..."

Lu Zhaolin smiled, pointed at himself and sighed.

"Brother Ye, do you think I'm just eating melons most of the time?"

Ye Wuyou nodded and shook his head, well... I can’t say I’m just a spectator, but I’m pretty mixed up anyway.

Logically speaking, although the weirdness of Lu Zhaolin is not as powerful as the [Death] that kills people from a distance, it is also a fatal shot.

But the other party was very low-key.

Lu Zhaolin said in a lonely tone.

"I don't dare to attack, Brother Ye. You've seen this damn thing on me. It's an almost certain-kill rule-based magical power... It's been nine years since I started to keep it company, and I've used it no more than ten times."

Nine years?

ten times?

It seems like he never uses Colorless in team fights. Is he that stable?
Ye Wuyou's expression was a little stiff.

"So, Brother Ye, this is why I don't recommend you to be a casual cultivator. You are good at fighting, but what do you rely on to get along? You rely on power."

"Do you know about the three burning cities of Daxuan? He was a genius from a small sect. In the end, he was no different from an independent cultivator. He was also very strong, but he had to do everything by himself every time. What was the ending..."

Ye Wuyou didn't care. He frowned tightly, still thinking about Luo Yue.

"Apart from Shintoism, is there really no other way..."

Lu Zhaolin's tone was a little sighing.

"What a pity! If the Lu family's sacred tree was still there, with the current alliance between the Lu family and the Luo family, they would be able to get more branches of the sacred tree to suppress it. But now there is no chance."

Sacred tree?

Lu Zhaolin's words seemed to evoke some forgotten memories of Ye Wuyou.

By the way, something stole my rations at that time.

(End of this chapter)