The phoenix tree fell into a short sleep because it was too bored. This is also a normal thing for it. In its more than 70,000 years of tree life, there will often be such moments. After all, its time is too long.

Sometimes, thousands of years have passed as soon as I fall asleep. The existence around me has changed one after another.

So Wutong has never met a real friend until now.

Not bad, friend.

This novel word was learned from the mouth of a rabbit demon. Well, probably a long time ago, it was a little demon beast that it met not long after it became conscious.

In fact, it didn't have much memory of the little thing, but it was deeply impressed. It still remembers the feeling of closeness that the little thing felt after it discovered its consciousness.

At that time, its nascent consciousness was too fragile. After only two ignorant conversations, it felt a little tired and its consciousness was blurred. It had to listen to the other party's conversation one after another, even though it did not understand itself at that time.

What are you doing.

But Wutong still instinctively approached this cute little thing.

However, it was still unable to resist the biological instinct. Because the newborn consciousness was overused, it had to fall into a long sleep.

What it heard in the last moment of its consciousness was actually somewhat forgotten. It seemed like...see you tomorrow?

When I woke up again, the surrounding environment seemed to have changed a bit. But judging from the general landscape, it seemed that not much time had passed and so much change had occurred.

But Wutong understands that the shy little rabbit demon has probably become the dust in the wind, lost in the wind and sand of the years. Will it never be possible to meet him? See you tomorrow... I can only

It's a dream.

However, Wutong did see some descendants of that little demonic beast. They live together on the plain not far from Wutong, and they often come here to pick spiritual materials. It is said that their tribe migrated here a thousand years ago.

It comes from nearby, and the time Wutong slept this time happened to be a thousand years...

After that time, Wutong understood that he was different from other races. There was a gap of time and years, and there was no possibility of a true intersection.

It is an immortal species, and its interaction with ordinary creatures is destined to end in tragedy.

Wutong also began to relax here. He never thought about finding one or two real friends. He just woke up and talked with the surrounding animals and asked about different news and hearings from the past "guests", intending to use this information.

The source is far beyond the vast world.

The cave that has been shrouded in tranquility all year round welcomed an unexpected visitor. He didn't know which way he took to enter the place by mistake, and he has become a frequent visitor here since then.

The day when the phoenix tree met the phoenix bird was a clear day no different from the past.

That day he woke up from his drowsiness, just planning to take a look at the too quiet cave as usual, absorb a little spiritual energy, and then sleep again.

It's a little boring to think that I don't know how long I have to sleep before I can get out of this somewhat closed environment.

But this time it seems a little different.

Although the tree tribe's senses are not sharp, this does not prevent it from perceiving differences in the world. Soon it was keenly aware that a different aura appeared in the cave that was too quiet in the past, a creature with a very powerful aura.

It was a powerful creature that exuded infinite vitality just by existing. Wutong had never seen such a strange and magical existence in his past life.

At this moment, Wutong's curiosity, which was not very strong, was aroused.

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The phoenix tree fell into a short sleep because it was too bored. This is also a normal thing for it. In its more than 70,000 years of tree life, there will often be such moments. After all, its time is too long.

Sometimes, thousands of years have passed as soon as I fall asleep. The existence around me has changed one after another.

So Wutong has never met a real friend until now.

Not bad, friend.

This novel word was learned from the mouth of a rabbit demon. Well, probably a long time ago, it was a little demon beast that it met not long after it became conscious.

In fact, it didn't have much memory of the little thing, but it was deeply impressed. It still remembers the feeling of closeness that the little thing felt after it discovered its consciousness.

At that time, its nascent consciousness was too fragile. After only two ignorant conversations, it felt a little tired and its consciousness was blurred. It had to listen to the other party's conversation one after another, even though it did not understand itself at that time.

What are you doing.

But Wutong still instinctively approached this cute little thing.

However, it was still unable to resist the biological instinct. Because the newborn consciousness was overused, it had to fall into a long sleep.

What it heard in the last moment of its consciousness was actually somewhat forgotten. It seemed like...see you tomorrow?

When I woke up again, the surrounding environment seemed to have changed a bit. But judging from the general landscape, it seemed that not much time had passed and so much change had occurred.

But Wutong understands that the shy little rabbit demon has probably become the dust in the wind, lost in the wind and sand of the years. Will it never be possible to meet him? See you tomorrow... I can only

It's a dream.

However, Wutong did see some descendants of that little demonic beast. They live together on the plain not far from Wutong, and they often come here to pick spiritual materials. It is said that their tribe migrated here a thousand years ago.

It comes from nearby, and the time Wutong slept this time happened to be a thousand years...

After that time, Wutong understood that he was different from other races. There was a gap of time and years, and there was no possibility of a true intersection.

It is an immortal species, and its interaction with ordinary creatures is destined to end in tragedy.

Wutong also began to relax here. He never thought about finding one or two real friends. He just woke up and talked with the surrounding animals and asked about different news and hearings from the past "guests", intending to use this information.

The source is far beyond the vast world.

The cave that has been shrouded in tranquility all year round welcomed an unexpected visitor. He didn't know which way he took to enter the place by mistake, and he has become a frequent visitor here since then.

The day when the phoenix tree met the phoenix bird was a clear day no different from the past.

That day he woke up from his drowsiness, just planning to take a look at the too quiet cave as usual, absorb a little spiritual energy, and then sleep again.

It's a little boring to think that I don't know how long I have to sleep before I can get out of this somewhat closed environment.
Chapter completed!