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Every year, I looked at the two arrows on the ground. They looked very familiar, they were all their own, and then they looked at the person who had fallen from the sky. They looked even more familiar, they were Simire.

"The effect of your floating technique is too cheating! Are you afraid that someone will report you to cheat?"

The Master of Light has a teleportation skill. After the skill is advanced, the teleportation landing point can be placed in mid-air. Then, the master of Light that uses the skill can be allowed to float in the air and move for a period of time before slowly landing.

The floating technique used in the Holy Light Method in front of us is not only several times higher than those used by others, but it depends on the speed of landing, so it cannot be called "slow".

When Niannian saw him, Simier was still at a height of more than ten meters. After she looked down at the two arrows, Simier was already standing in front of her.

"No one will see it." Simere replied lightly.

He stretched out his fingers every year and pointed at the tip of his nose.

"You want to report me?" Simire raised his eyebrows.

"You are not a player," Yenian was speechless, "Is I reporting the NPC cheating? Isn't that just reporting the official cheating?"

"It's okay, my mind is pretty clear." Simir praised.

Nian rolled his eyes without any image, ignored him, bent down to pick up his two arrows-

"No, why do you have my arrows?" Niannian looked at the two wooden arrows in her hand. These two belonged to the batch of arrows she had made recently, and there were not a few wooden arrows she had shot out recently. How could Simire have them in her hand?

"One was just pulled out of the throat of some unlucky guy." Simier said to Niannian.

I knew it every year, and then I felt sympathy for the unlucky Master of Fire Holy: No matter how I look at Simire, I don’t look like someone who can gently pull out the arrow, the second damage that person suffered was definitely very cruel.

"What about the other one?" Nian raised her eyebrows and continued to ask.

“Picked up.”

“Where did you pick it up?”

"At the edge of a small pool not far from here."

"Oh, that time."

That was when she helped Sanchishui deal with Zimo. Later, she was just discussing the plan with Zimo, and the arrow was forgotten by her.

"You were there at that time? Then why didn't you come out?" Every year was curious.

Simire didn't answer, but just glanced at her and looked up at the tree of life and death.

Every year, his toes turned to Simire's sight, looked at him with interest, and said, "You are afraid of being cut by three feet of water, so you hid at that time, right? After all, you seem to be just a weak little dad!"

Simire seemed to be trying to refute, but her lips moved, but she turned around again and continued to observe the tree of life and death from a different angle.

Every year laughed softly, and also imitated Simire to see the tree of life and death.

"Talk about what is your current mercenary group on the tree of life and death?"

"A flower, a fruit." Simire's eyes wandered on the tree of life and death, and said calmly.

"A random flower? A fruit?" Looking at the black flowers and white fruits all over the trees every year, isn't it too simple?

"Of course not, but the time is right now." Simire withdrew his gaze and looked at her, "so you can pick it now, I'll tell others that you can use them to trade."

"I can just pick it? Can I put it in the storage crystal?" Niannian tilted her head and asked Simier. Before this guy left, she would ask more questions.

"Yes, but the flowers and fruits should be opened separately, so it is best to store them in wooden containers separately." Simire said as he took out two small wooden boxes the size of a palm from the storage ring and handed them to Niannian.

"Thank you." Looking at Simire who had been prepared, I felt relieved every day. It seemed that this person was planning to do a good job to the end? Then should he not be in a hurry to leave?

Every year, I stuffed one of the wooden boxes into a small bag on my belt and bit the other wooden boxes into my mouth. I first looked at several points of focus on the tree that were convenient for climbing, and then climbed up with my hands and feet.

Simier looked at Niannian's appearance and shook his head with a smile. With a wave of the staff in his hand, he slowly floated upwards.

He followed the speed of climbing trees every year, and never said a word, but he also watched the movements of climbing upward every year.

Every Nian knew that it was the time when she needed to do something in one go. She focused on her eyes, carefully looking for a place where she could climb and land, and carefully feeling the touch of her subordinates and feet. Before she knew it, she had climbed up nearly ten meters.

She paused slightly, changed direction, and crawled towards the half of the "birth" of the tree of life and death.

After more than ten minutes, Nian Nian sat on a branch with panting, raised the wooden box in her hand towards Simier who was following him, while looking at the fruits on the branch.

They have all seen these transparent bubble-like fruits from afar. Now, when they are close, they find that there seems to be a cloud of mist in these transparent bubbles.

When I returned to this valley every year, it was still dusk, and now it was the middle of the moon, with stars dotted. The fog in these transparent bubbles was slowly rotating under the moonlight.

"What are the souls of those flower demons here?" Niannian calmed down his breath and asked Simire who was hovering in the air.

"No, for the time being, it's just a ignorant and unconscious anger." Simere replied.

"That's good." After saying that, Niannian had already reached out to pick one, played with it in her hand and put it into the small wooden box.

This wooden box seems to have been attached with space magic. It looks small and flat. The fruit as big as a fist actually only takes up one-quarter of the space when put in.

Seeing this every year, I simply reached out and picked up three more pieces and put them in the wooden box together.

"I thought you would have to worry about it a little more." Simier looked at Niannian's straightforward movements and suddenly felt that his behavior was a bit redundant.

"What's there to worry about?" Niannian put the already filled wooden box into the storage crystal at her waist, and sat on the branch and stretched out her slightly sore arms.

"For example, I think it's very much like killing babies," Simire floated to Niannian.

"You didn't say that, these are just some anger." Niannian glanced at him strangely, otherwise he would have thought she was asking what it was.

"I also said that for the time being, they will become the flower demons you have seen in the future."

"That's also a future thing. I haven't murdered any living creature now." I have weighed the words "living" every year.

Simere shrugged: "I just say it casually, after all, there are many people who are confused about it."

Nian Nian shook her head and said she could not understand it, and then turned her eyes to the other side of the tree of life and death.

The dry and dark crown of the other half looks even more ferocious under the moonlight and even more dead. Every year, she doesn't think there is anything horrible on that half, she just worried that the trunk and branches on that half would be more fragile and could not withstand her weight.

Simire watched Niannian sitting on the branch with her head tilted, and was also waiting to see how she was going to pass.

There is a deep chop between the "birth" and "death" of the Life and Death Tree. If you want to go to the half of "death" in your current position, then she needs to climb down to the place where the crack disappears, and then climb up again from the place where the trunks are divided.

Simire believes that climbing trees is definitely not difficult for every year, but she doesn't know if she has the energy to add a long-distance return.

Then he saw Nian carefully grasping the balance, stood up from the branches, then turned to face the other side of the tree of life and death-
Chapter completed!