Goddess Reborn: The Three Princesses Against Poison

Although the Bloody Treant has no strength, the venom in his body can corrode anything that binds it.

Chu Yan went back up, looked at the blood-colored tree spirit, kicked it with her foot, and asked, "Why do you want to run amok on this Qusha Peak? Have you ever hurt innocent people?"

The bloody tree spirit trembled and struggled for a while, and found that it was indeed unable to break free from the shackles of the silk that day, so it had to resign itself to lying on the ground without moving. On the tree trunk that was originally like a dead tree, two eyes were opened, blood red and blood red.

Wu Liluo asked Chu Yanhui in surprise, "Is it a conscious dryad?"

"En." Chu Yan responded, such a powerful blood-colored dryad is naturally conscious, and it is very likely that he can speak. [

If Jinling Fireniao hadn't come today, he and Wu Liluo would probably have fought again, and the result might not necessarily be victory for the two of them.

Wu Liluo wasn't so hard on her, she had thought early on that the bloody tree spirit was probably afraid of flames, and wanted to stop the bloody juice from spreading.So I didn't have time to use the three flavors of real fire.

The arrival of the fire bird bought her a lot of time, because those vines and branches made it impossible for her to get close to the deity, so Wu Liluo jumped up at the last moment and grabbed the most dexterous one. Chance, at the moment when the branches and vines were burnt to ashes, tied the bloody dryad with the moon whip, making it immobile.

This was the only weakness Wu Liluo saw of the Bloody Treant.

Its poison is as flexible as those snake-like rattans, making it impossible for Wu Liluo and Chu Yanhui to get close.

When Chu Yanhui asked such a question, the blood-colored tree spirit gave up on himself at first, ignoring Chu Yanhui's questioning, and then Chu Yanhui held a soft sword and pointed directly at the blood-colored tree spirit, it shook slightly, and with a Said in a very low voice, "I am a blood-colored tree elf who became refined by relying on the aura of Qu Shafeng. Naturally, I am running rampant here."

Wu Liluo narrowed her eyes coldly, and tightened the silk a bit.

The bloody tree spirit immediately showed a state of pain, and the hoarse moan sounded muffled.

"Loosen, let go!" the bloody treant said through gritted teeth, if it hadn't been controlled by others, it would never have allowed this little human to torture it like this.

Wu Liluo half-closed her eyes, and said only one sentence, "Tell me, where is Bi Luodan?"

When the bloody tree spirit heard Wu Liluo mentioning Bi Luodan, he trembled violently, staring straight at Wu Liluo with blood red eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

Wu Liluo tightened the silk in her hand again, and said coldly, "Tell me, where is Bi Luodan?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Even though he was in pain, the bloody dryad still gritted his teeth and refused to say it.

Wu Liluo smiled coldly, squatted down, and said to the bloody tree spirit, "You won't tell me? Then, you will die an ugly death."

"Death is death, what's so ugly?" The bloody tree spirit had probably never been threatened like this before, and his arrogance also rose.

It is a dryad, and it doesn't believe it. What will this little human do to it?

It will not die, at most it will extract its essence and classify it as an ordinary tree.

At that time, with the aura of this song Shafeng, it can still be cultivated.