Princess Against the World

Zhan Cheng and the others exchanged glances with each other. Although they didn't say anything, the meaning was self-evident.

Who would use a mechanism that has to go through the elements?

Isn’t this suicidal?

Ling Luoyu guessed what everyone was thinking from their eyes and smiled immediately.

"So, that's what you mean too... don't you think this thing has much to do with the agency we're looking for?"

"..."

Isn’t this nonsense!

"Miss Ling, why are you facing a tree!?"

The white-headed man chuckled, but his expression was mostly disdain.

"This dead tree can break into pieces at a touch... How could someone with a brain problem use it as the most critical organ hub!?"

"Yeah!"

Ling Luoyu took a step back and gestured with his head.

"Then try it!"

The white-headed man was startled: "...Ah!?"

"Didn't you say that this thing will break when you touch it!? Then show me how broken it is!"

"..." Gu Lan's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and he looked at the dead tree with realization, his eyes gradually filled with surprise.

When the white-headed man was ordered, he immediately smiled awkwardly: "Miss Ling..."

"It's okay, just do it... let's just treat it as a little entertainment!"

"……this……"

The white-headed man really couldn't understand what Ling Luoyu was trying to do.

But looking at the unlucky appearance of the dead tree that could fall down at any time, I was too lazy to care about it.

"Okay, let me try!"

He suddenly raised his hand and pushed the dead tree with one hand.

only--

With a push, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

"this……"

The crooked-necked tree, which was about to fall down, was still standing still.

"Old Bai, you haven't eaten yet!" Jia Guizi teased, not caring about the white-headed man's face.

However, Zhan Cheng noticed the unusual look on the white-headed man's face——

His expression changed slightly, as if it wasn't because he didn't knock down the tree at once.

like--

It's because of something else!

Sure enough, after Pulsatilla pushed, he didn't push anymore. Instead, he raised his hand and wiped it against the tree, rubbing it back and forth.

The more he strokes, the uglier his face becomes——

"This...this is not..."

He suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu with horrified eyes.

Ling Luoyu raised his lips noncommittally: "It's not what?"

"...It's not a tree!"

Except for Gu Lan, everyone has the same thought——

Nonsense!

What is this if not a tree?

Could it be that when someone dies, it is no longer a tree? ?

"Old Bai, what do you mean? If you can't push it down with a slap, you don't recognize it as a tree!?"

Jia Guizi laughed happily and patted the crooked neck tree casually.

Just after taking a photo, his expression froze instantly, and his hands couldn't help but touch the tree back and forth several times.

"this……"

Zhan Cheng and others took action almost at the same time and touched the tree.

After touching it, everyone was not calm anymore——

"How is this going!?"

"What is this?"

"Why... is it so cold!?"

"..."

No matter how dead the crooked neck tree is, it is still a tree!

When you touch the tree, it should feel like warm, rough bark.

But now! ?

To put it bluntly, it was more like they were touching a piece of cold rock and iron.

After Ding Buliu patted the tree, he suddenly hit it with a palm.

"Buzz!"

The crooked neck tree made a dull trembling sound, echoing in everyone's ears.

"This is...iron!!"

Ding Buliu took a step back and looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Can……"

This iron tree is exactly the same as a real tree!