The Witch Who Fell from the Sky: The heroine is going crazy and killing again!

Chapter 428: Ghost Tree

Tang Jiayuan and Jin Zhuliu exchanged glances, and Tang Jiayuan turned to the disciple with a faint smile on his face: "Then I'll trouble you to check it out."

"I...I'll go?" The disciple's voice trembled.

Jin Zhuliu tilted his head and smiled playfully: "What else? You don't want to go?"

"No, no! I'll go, I'll go now!" The disciple shook his head hurriedly and moved towards the black shadow with gritted teeth.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him. When he was only one step away from the shadow, a dark branch suddenly wrapped around his waist and pulled him into the shadow.

“Ahhhh!!! Help! Young Master Tang! Young Master Jin! Please save me – ah –”

The shrill screams stopped abruptly, replaced by a creepy chewing sound.

"Fuck, fuck... What on earth is this thing... It can actually eat people..." Yan Jinan's legs went weak, and he was just grateful for surviving the disaster. If Bai Sinan hadn't grabbed him in time, he would have been the one being eaten.

"The ghost tree."

Bai Sinan said in a deep voice. This is the name that Qiongqi told her in his sea of ​​consciousness. The ghost tree looks like a human figure, which lures people to come closer, and then devours them when they get close.

Just as she finished speaking, Tang Jiayuan also spoke up: "It seems that the information we got outside is correct. There really is a tree that looks like a human figure in the forest of the ancient battlefield."

Jin Zhuliu smacked his lips impatiently: "Tsk, if I had known it was true, I should have asked the old man more outside at the time."

"It doesn't matter. It's not too late to know now." Tang Jiayuan said calmly, "We can go find him before we really set out for the ancient battlefield."

Jin Zhuliu crossed his arms and said, "What should we do now? There are two people missing from the team, and the other two who got lost probably won't live long."

Tang Jiayuan kept throwing the dice in his hand, and it took him five times before he stopped. "Go east, there is a person over there, and the destination happens to be over there."

"Okay, I hope that person is strong enough to hold on until we get there..."

After watching them walk away, Bai Sinan and his companions came out from the darkness.

"Cousin, how much do you know about those two people?" Bai Sinan asked coldly.

Ye Minglan held the folding fan in his hand, looking at the direction where the few people went away with cold eyes: "I know them well. They entered the school at the same time as me, and they claim to be geniuses, but they are often surpassed by me. Over time, they became angry and opposed me everywhere."

"So how strong are they? What are their majors?"

"His strength is indeed impressive, and he is the best among his peers." Ye Minglan said coldly, "Tang Jiayuan has gold spiritual power, and the dice is his natal spiritual weapon. It can not only tell fortunes for him, but also be used as a means of attack to release some fixed spiritual skills. As for Jin Zhuliu..." He paused, "He is a sorcerer."

"A sorcerer?!" Bai Si Nan opened his mouth in shock. You know, sorcery is an extremely rare thing. Bai Si Nan had only seen it in the cave of the evil cultivator in Qihuang Continent before, and that was the lowest level of sorcery. I didn't expect that there would even be sorcerers in Xingxuan Continent!

Ye Minglan nodded: "Yes, it seems that my cousin has heard of sorcerers. Spellcasters are extremely rare in Xingxuan Continent, even rarer than array casters. Jin Zhuliu has a very high talent for spellcasting. It can be said that his spellcasting is one of the best in the entire continent. But because he specializes in this field, he is weak in combat and needs someone to protect him before he can cast it."

Hearing this, Yan Jinan was a little confused and asked, "From what my cousin said, it seems that these two people are both auxiliary types, right? Even if Tang Jiayuan's life spirit weapon can release spiritual skills, he is just an ordinary spiritual practitioner, right?"

Ye Minglan twitched his lips, feeling somewhat disgusted with the title of "cousin", but still patiently replied: "You can say that."

"I don't understand this." Yan Jinan was confused. "My eldest cousin is so powerful, shouldn't they try to win him over? Why do they want to be your enemy?"