Traveling through the beast world: I took the system to the pinnacle of life

"Hiss!" Song Jinqiao rubbed her head and stood up.

She felt as if her brain had been beaten with a stick, and it hurt very much.

After the pain in her head subsided, she looked around.

She seems to be in the tree hole now, and everything around her is full of life.

"Congratulations, little female, you have succeeded." The old tree's voice sounded.

Hearing what the old tree said, Song Jinqiao's eyes lit up immediately, and she quickly closed her eyes to feel the power in her body. After a while, she opened them again, smiling happily.

Become!

"Thank you for helping me." She thanked quickly.

The old tree's voice sounded very happy, and he said cheerfully: "It's nothing, it's just a small favor, and the key is up to you."

Song Jinqiao knew that the old tree was right, but she still wanted to thank the old tree.

The old tree suddenly asked: "Oh, by the way, so you like that dragon male."

Song Jinqiao was startled, and didn't realize what he was saying for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, she blushed immediately.

"Uh……"

She was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer the old tree's words.

The old tree expressed that he understood her feelings very well, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, since you like other males, then go find a mate."

Song Jinqiao remained silent. Thinking of what happened just now, her brows frowned slightly, her lips twitched, and she asked, "That...is that Nan Ming just now real?"

Or was that just her fantasy?

The old tree said slowly: "This...you think it is real, then it is real, and you think it is an illusion, then it is an illusion."

Song Jinqiao: "..."

Song Jinqiao's expression was a bit indescribable.

The old tree laughed again and said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, go out quickly, those males can't wait any longer."

Song Jinqiao just felt dizzy for a while, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw the faces of her friends.

As soon as Yun Fu saw her, he clung to her, held her hand, and stared at her with bright eyes: "How is Qiao Qiao feeling?"

Song Jinqiao smiled and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Her eyes fell on Nan Ming involuntarily, but she saw that Nan Ming was also staring at her, as if she had been burned, she hurriedly looked away.

And Nan Ming seems to be in a daze now, his eyes are dull.

Seeing Song Jinqiao's eyes looking over, he also quickly looked away the moment they looked at each other.

After rearranging her mood, Song Jinqiao looked at the old tree, but saw that the old tree seemed to have lost its nutrients, withering and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahem, ahem... I'm satisfied if I can help you guys before I die."

When she returned to the altar, Song Jinqiao's expression was very complicated.

Seeing with her own eyes a tree with luxuriant branches and leaves gradually withering, and finally turned into a pile of dust flying in the wind, one can imagine her feeling.

But before she could think about it, there was a warm touch on her left shoulder, she looked sideways and found that it was Nan Ming's hand on her shoulder.

Nan Ming said in a deep voice: "I think I have a way out, where is the stone?"

Song Jinqiao quickly took out the stone from her pocket and handed it to Nan Ming.

Nan Ming took the stone, dripped a drop of his own blood on the stone, and then held the stone tightly in his palm, slowly transmitting his own power to his palm.

But for a moment, the stone suddenly lit up with light, and at the same time the patterns on the stone pillars of the altar also lit up, and they disappeared in the next second.