The dead wood woman pointed to Du Changheng who fell to the ground. Her voice was gloomy and ice: "do you want to help him?"

    Qin Ruan''s attitude was straightforward and shook his head: "don''t help."

    She is not going to meddle in the matter between the other party and Du Changheng.

    The dead wood woman heard the speech, and the dangerous light in her blood red eyes faded.

    Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Qin Ruan''s red lips opened: "Lingfeng, it''s not easy for you to practice. Are you sure you want to fold hundreds of years of cultivation into such a man?"

    Her words are like needles in the heart of dead wood woman and spirit maple.

    There is a maple ghost in nanzhong. The old maple turns into a human shape and is also called a spirit maple.

    Lingfeng is one of the most infatuated spirits in the world.

    It is said that Lingfeng is a maple tree that has been born between heaven and earth for many years. One day, it will turn into a human shape. She can''t find the kind of person who gave her, and the tree can''t move. She has to stay under the tree day by day, hoping that one day, he can return.

    Such infatuated puppets, ancient scholars, talents and beauties, wrote many touching ancient poems for her.

    However, the dead wood woman in front of us is not the spirit Maple that people pity in ancient times.

    It is a spirit that has been shaped for hundreds of years and is much higher than the general evil cultivation.

    What''s rare is that she didn''t hurt anyone, and her hands didn''t take the initiative to be stained with blood.

    "It''s Lingfeng!" Joe nine exclaimed.

    She and her master can see that a woman is a tree, but she didn''t expect to be the most infatuated spirit maple in the world.

    Lingfeng''s blood was red, his eyes trembled slightly, the red light of the fundus decreased, and gradually became black and white.

    She stared at Xiaomei, who was kneeling at her feet, and her eyes flashed sarcasm.

    Looking not far away, Du Changheng was kicked down by Qin Ruan and collapsed on the ground pretending to be dead.

    Lingfeng raised her hand and stroked her. With the change of her eyes, she changed from dead wood to black waterfall hair.

    With a clean smile on her face, she stared at Qin Ruan and asked, "are you interested in listening to me tell a story?"

    "To make a long story short?"

    In another two hours, the Qi mountain covered by dense trees will be bright. She doesn''t want to waste her time here.

    Lingfeng: "there is fine feeling inside. It''s a long story, but it''s OK to make a long story short."

    Qin Ruan nodded gently, "it''s a great honor."

    Lingfeng gave her ancient noble Etiquette: "thank you for your mercy."

    Qin Ruan was silent and waited.

    Ling Feng spoke slowly.

    Hundreds of years ago, when Lingfeng Lingzhi first opened, she knew that she was a maple, which had existed for a hundred years.

    It grows in the dense jungle and lives on the essence of heaven and earth.

    The vast and dense forest, only it has its own wisdom. Day after day, she began to feel lonely and even fantasize about the outside world.

    Until one day, a Qingjun scholar passed by.

    When the other party saw her, he liked her very much, liked the maple leaves soaked in red, and even wrote a beautiful poem for her on the spot.

    Unfortunately, their time together is only half a day.

    When the scholar leaves, Lingfeng misses each other.

    He was the first person she saw.

    He was also the only one who spoke to her, wrote poems for her, and even reached out to touch its trunk and praise its stems and leaves.

    In missing day after day, Lingfeng turned into a person one day.

    She can finally find a scholar.

    The scholar went to Beijing for the scientific examination and won the second place. He was elated. It is rumored that he was favored by the saints and will soon be princess Shang.

    Lingfeng doesn''t understand these common people in the world. She likes scholars, so she goes to him and wants to be with him.

    Lingfeng holds a love for the scholar, and the scholar is interested in her beauty.

    Yamanaka Shoki, who has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth for hundreds of years, has become perfect and perfect regardless of his graceful figure or facial features.

    No man can refuse Lingfeng''s simple and unreserved love.