Yun Qingwu's body shuddered.
She approached Fang Zhengzhi because she did not want others to hear her. However, Fang Zhengzhi's actions made her feel weird.
Did he do it on purpose?
Yun Qingwu shook her head.
That was because she knew how much Fang Zhengzhi hated her. Hence, she did not think too much about it. Furthermore, based on her guess, both Fang Zhengzhi and her had no hope of survival.
That was what Yun Qingwu thought.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi could feel Yun Qingwu's body shuddering. Then, he felt that he was too intimate with her.
Why did he get close to Yun Qingwu?
No!
He was supposed to hate her!
Fang Zhengzhi looked at Yun Qingwu's beautiful face and the blush that flashed past her face. He grabbed Yun Qingwu's hand and pulled her closer to his chest.
Instantly, Yun Qingwu's body became even closer to him.
"What are you looking at, you are a captive now!" Fang Zhengzhi pretended to be nonchalant and stopped looking at Yun Qingwu's expression.
On the other hand, Yun Qingwu remained silent.
She did not resist or speak. It was as though she had admitted that she was a captive and allowed herself to lean into Fang Zhengzhi's chest.
The troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race did not notice the "interaction" between Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu. All they could see was that Fang Zhengzhi was using Yun Qingwu as a hostage.
"Damn it!"
"How dare he treat Young Lord like this!"
"If I can catch him, I will definitely tear him into pieces!"
The Monster Race and Demon Race worshipped Yun Qingwu like a God. How could they allow Yun Qingwu to fall into the hands of a "thief" and be humiliated?
It was a pity that …
He could not defeat Fang Zhengzhi.
That was a helpless problem. No matter how much they wanted to save Yun Qingwu, they did not dare to do so without Nangong Mu's orders.
Time passed by quickly.
Soon, the people of the Human Alliance disappeared. Wu Yuer, Mu Qingfeng and the rest had all disappeared from the sight of the Monster Race and Demon Race.
Only Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu were left in the middle of the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race.
"Fang Zhengzhi, now that the Human Alliance has left, shouldn't you give me what I want?" said Nangong Mu.
"If you turn into a tree, can you still outrun me?" Fang Zhengzhi retorted.
"It should be possible." Nangong Mu did not seem to be surprised by Fang Zhengzhi's question. His face was expressionless and his eyes were as red as blood.
"Let's give it a try then …"
"Boom!"
Before Fang Zhengzhi could finish his sentence, countless blood-red tree branches drilled out from the ground where Fang Zhengzhi was originally standing.
Or rather, it wasn't a real tree.
It was the root!
Roots buried in the ground.
"So, there really is such a thing as a root …" Fang Zhengzhi looked surprised, but he did not stop.
He dodged quickly.
As he carried Yun Qingwu and dodged, the tree roots that emerged from the ground gradually formed a gigantic "birdcage".
"We can't escape …" Yun Qingwu's voice was heard.
"But I don't want to die with you." Fang Zhengzhi replied without hesitation. That was the truth as he still had many things to do.
For example, he had not taken the house full of pearls that Ping Yang had promised him. Or, he had not had his first experience since he came to this world.
Furthermore …
There was one more thing he wanted to know.
As for Chi Guyan, would she be able to wake up?
"Some things can't be done even if you don't want to." Yun Qingwu seemed to be very indifferent to life and death.
Moreover, most importantly …
She knew who Fang Zhengzhi's opponent was.
Nangong Mu!
The troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race chose to believe Nangong Mu's words temporarily. However, Yun Qingwu chose to believe Fang Zhengzhi.
It was unbelievable.
However, that was the truth. Moreover, not only did Yun Qingwu know that Fang Zhengzhi's opponent was Nangong Mu, she also knew that Nangong Mu had already controlled the power of the Tree of God.
"Do you really want to die here?" asked Fang Zhengzhi.
"What else can I do if I don't want to?" Yun Qingwu smiled bitterly.
"I don't believe that you can't guess Nangong Mu's motive. Unless you want the Monster Race and Demon Race to be used by Nangong Mu?" said Fang Zhengzhi.
"Are you asking me to help you?"
"Tell me everything you know about the Tree of God. If the Ling Yun Tower had records about it, it would definitely be recorded in" An Ancient Handwritten Letter "!" Fang Zhengzhi would definitely not forget who Yun Qingwu was.
In fact, when Mu Qingfeng said that the previous Tower Master of the Ling Yun Tower knew about the Tree of God, he was already sure that someone else knew about it.
That was Yun Qingwu.
That was because Yun Qingwu was the Young Lord of the Demon Race. Moreover, Yun Qingwu had read all the historical books and techniques of this world.
If Chi Guyan was a library of the art of war …
Then, Yun Qingwu was definitely a book of formations, miscellaneous notes, history … etc., the general outline of all the books.
In terms of the breadth of knowledge, if Yun Qingwu said that she was the second most knowledgeable person in this world, no one would dare to say that they were the first.
"Haha …" Yun Qingwu suddenly laughed at this moment. She laughed bitterly, but she was indeed laughing. She laughed so hard that her body trembled slightly.
After she finished laughing, a voice was heard by Fang Zhengzhi.
"You wish!"
"…"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Bolts of blood-red lightning struck the ground, and the tree roots surrounding Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu gradually tightened, and the area became smaller and smaller.
"There's no point for us to waste our time like this. Tell me what you know and I'll escape with you, how about that?" Fang Zhengzhi felt that the attacks around him were getting denser and denser and he could no longer dodge them completely.
He could only use the Blazing Qilin Spear to defend himself.
Fortunately, the Blazing Qilin Spear was rather sharp and with the help of the flames, it could still withstand the attacks of the tree branches for a while.
However, it was only for a short while.
'Seriously?'
'Did I miscalculate? Did Yun Qingwu want to die so badly?'
The reason why Fang Zhengzhi kept Yun Qingwu by his side was not only to give Nangong Mu an explanation, but more importantly, to give himself a way out.
As the ancient saying went, when there was a common interest, even if they were enemies, they could temporarily become allies.
Fang Zhengzhi purposely revealed Nangong Mu's identity and had a "conversation" with Nangong Mu to tell Yun Qingwu that they were on the same boat.
Nangong Mu would definitely kill her.
Therefore, by right, Yun Qingwu should be on the same side as him. However, he did not expect Yun Qingwu to choose to die with him.
"I am your captive, you can bully me however you like and I don't dare to make a sound," said Yun Qingwu calmly.
"…" Fang Zhengzhi was speechless.
"You're the one who said that, so do you think I'll believe you? After you finish using me, I will still be your captive. By then, even dying with you … would be a dream. "
"You mean you know how to decipher the Tree of God?" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up. He did not answer Yun Qingwu's question and asked her instead.
"Yes, I know." Yun Qingwu nodded.
"Let's talk about the conditions." Fang Zhengzhi threw out an "olive branch".
"I will not talk about conditions with a shameless person." Yun Qingwu shook her head.
"In order to show my sincerity, I will tell you where the Demon Lord is, how about that?" Fang Zhengzhi used his trump card after a moment of silence.
It was not that he wanted to put the Northern Mountain Village in danger, but he knew that Yun Qingwu no longer had the ability to order the Demon Race to attack the Northern Mountain Village.
Or rather …
Fang Zhengzhi would not give Yun Qingwu such a chance.
"I know where father is." Yun Qingwu looked at Fang Zhengzhi and a flash of light flashed across her eyes.
"You know?" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly shocked.
"When you admitted that you are Fang Zhengzhi, I knew that father must be in the Northern Mountain Village." Yun Qingwu replied without hesitation.
"Alright, let's change the conditions. I promised the Demon Lord to let him live for two years, but now, I will let him go back to the Blood Shadow City, how about that?" Fang Zhengzhi did not argue.
That was because he knew that Yun Qingwu was so intelligent. After knowing his identity, if she still could not guess that the Demon Lord was in the Northern Mountain Village, she would not be Yun Qingwu.
Yun Qingwu did not say anything this time and fell silent.
When Fang Zhengzhi saw this, he knew that Yun Qingwu was thinking. Family meant nothing to some people, but to Yun Qingwu, it was extremely important.
On this point …
He and Yun Qingwu were the same type of person.
Of course, Yun Qingwu could not be considered as a human, but a hybrid of monster and demon blood.
"You know that if I die here, the Demon Lord will definitely not live, and Nangong Mu will definitely not let the Demon Lord live, including your mother, the Monster Lord …" said Fang Zhengzhi.
"I can tell you how to break the Tree of God, but apart from letting my father go, I have another condition." Yun Qingwu clenched her fist and looked determined.
"Tell me." Fang Zhengzhi was elated.
"After you escape, don't let anyone kill me. I want you to kill me with your own hands, then bury my body and my Guqin under the 'Cang Ling Mountain'. Don't write my name on it, just write the word 'Wu'. Every year during the Qingming Festival, you have to burn an ancient song for me." At the end of her sentence, Yun Qingwu's gaze was filled with a hint of pleading.
"You are not begging me to let you go?"
"No." Yun Qingwu shook her head.
"Why?"
"Because that is an extravagant hope … You will not let me go, neither will the Human Alliance. I don't want to be imprisoned forever, I only want to die in your hands." Yun Qingwu looked at Fang Zhengzhi quietly.
Fang Zhengzhi's body shook.
That was because if it was him, he would definitely ask Yun Qingwu to let him go and he knew that Yun Qingwu would definitely agree to it.
However, why didn't Yun Qingwu mention it?
Was it because Yun Qingwu knew that he could not do it?
Strangely, Fang Zhengzhi loosened his grip on Yun Qingwu's hand a little. However, he quickly tightened his grip on Yun Qingwu and held her in his hand again.
That was right …
He could not do it!
Neither he nor the Human Alliance would let Yun Qingwu go, let alone leave such a huge threat in the Monster Race and Demon Race.
Even if he did not kill Yun Qingwu, he would definitely imprison her for life.
Generation after generation …
Yun Qingwu did not want to live like that. Therefore, her condition was to die in Fang Zhengzhi's hands.
However, Fang Zhengzhi did not understand why Yun Qingwu wanted him to bury her under the Cang Ling Mountain and did not even write her name on the tombstone.
Was the simple word 'Wu' Yun Qingwu's' life '?
"Do you agree?" Yun Qingwu's voice interrupted Fang Zhengzhi's thoughts.
"Alright, I agree." Fang Zhengzhi looked at the almost impenetrable tree branches and stabbed the Blazing Qilin Spear in his hand forward.
Instantly, the raging flames mixed with the bright golden radiance poked a small hole in the tree branches and shook the tree branches away.
"According to the 'An Ancient Letter', the Tree of God was planted by Emperor Yan personally." Yun Qingwu smiled and continued, "However, this seed was not created by Emperor Yan."
"It was given to Emperor Yan by Mother Earth?" Fang Zhengzhi guessed.
"It was indeed given to Emperor Yan by Mother Earth. However, this seed was also not created by Mother Earth. Instead, she plucked it."
"Plucked it?"
"Yes, the 'An Ancient Letter' did not record where Mother Earth plucked the seed of the Tree of God. However, it recorded a guess."
"Guess?" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly shocked.
A record in an ancient book actually used the word "guess". It was not hard to imagine that there was no evidence to prove this matter.
Of course, this was within reason.
After all, the history of the ancient era was way too long. Most of the records could only be traced back to the era of Yan Huang. It would be way too ancient if one were to go back further.
"Hmm, the 'An Ancient Letter' speculated that the power of Mother Earth originated from this Tree of God." Yun Qingwu nodded and continued.
"This has something to do with the power of the Tree of God?" Fang Zhengzhi interrupted Yun Qingwu. After all, there was no time for him to listen to the detailed story.
"Yes."
"Then do you dare to say it directly?"
"Alright, you should remember that Mother Earth did not only leave behind the seed of the Tree of God, she also left behind the Thirty-six Maps of Access to Heaven, which is the Heaven Dao Sage Tablet," explained Yun Qingwu.
"Heaven Dao Sage Tablet, what do you mean?!" When Fang Zhengzhi heard this, he suddenly had some inspiration. However, he could not fully grasp it.
"Thirty-six Maps of Access to Heaven can counter the power of the Tree of God!" said Yun Qingwu.
"Hmm, what you said makes sense. However, you seem to have forgotten that I don't have the Thirty-six Maps of Access to Heaven!" Fang Zhengzhi almost wanted to kill Yun Qingwu when he said that.
What the hell!
After saying so much, he ended up saying nothing!
Thirty-six Maps of Access to Heaven …
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