Chapter 1278: Weird of the Tower of the Spirit (3)

If everything is really like a guess.
Then...
Are the elves of the entire God and Moon continent infected with filth?
Disaster is enough to destroy the eruption of the elf!
"I am still not sure why the power of life here is so much stronger than the outside. It is still unknown. If this is only a branch of the tree of life, then it is better to explain, but if this is a part of the tree of life, then Everything the elves have to face, I’m afraid it’s not that simple.
The brows of the repairs are crumpled. He doesn’t care about the life and death of the elves. He cares that Shen Yanxiao is now on the mainland of the gods, if the pollution is from The tree of life is exhaled, so it’s too dangerous for Shen Yanxiao to stay here.
After all, because of the seal, her source of life absorbs the power of life very quickly. This is a good thing, but if it is mixed with pollution, it can only be a bad thing.
"This we can only investigate by ourselves, the elders of the month will not tell me this, and Chel does not seem to know the source of these trunks." Shen Yanxiao is very smart, even if the elders of the month are very optimistic about her, but about the tree of life All the news is the highest secret of the elves, and it is impossible to leak them easily.
"This is not difficult."
Shen Yan Xiao Yan looked at the repair with her eyes, because Xiu was holding her up with one hand, so her current position is to sit directly on one of the repaired arms, and a pair of small hands are still on the neck of the repair.
Just because of the pollution, Shen Yanxiao did not realize how embarrassing the movement between the two of them, but the look of the repairing party made her recover.
Her face is on the side of Zhang Junyan, half a finger distance, their faces should be put together.
Shen Yanxiao can clearly see the repaired skin, clean and white, even a pore can not see!
She can also see long eyelashes, thick curls, like a small fan.
Sharp tip of the nose, thin lips...
Plop...pump...
Shen Yanxiao heard his heartbeat.
Xiu did not realize that a little guy was peeping at his "beauty". He raised his empty hand and the slender fingers were gently placed on the branches, a glimpse of silver from him. The fingertips overflow, and the dragonfly wraps around the branches...
"What are you doing?" Shen Yan Xiao Qiang pressured his own heart and tried to make himself "serious".
"I extend my strength to this tree and I can find its body. If the tree is independent, then I can perceive its roots, if not..." He constantly sends out his own power, extending the length of the line of perception. The silver light is coiled around the trees and gradually falls into the ground.
The elves of the next few layers are still in the process of cultivation, but they have not noticed that the silver thread, which is as thin as a hair, is spread over the thick trunk, from top to bottom, deep underground. .
Shen Yanxiao quietly looked at the side of the repaired face. There were few expressions on the face of the repaired face. He raised his eyes and frowned, and he was extremely few. His face was always indifferent and refused to be thousands of miles away. Expression.
But somehow, Shen Yanxiao saw a trace of seriousness in his eyes, and the secretness in the eyes of the eyes made the whole person seem full of attraction.