At that moment, Yang Guo had no idea that when Yun Huanling said those words, not only had a thoughtful look appeared in Su Jiu's eyes, but Chu Luohen and Dao Lord Qing Ci had also turned to look at him.
Even Little Green quietly poked his head out.
As they ventured farther down the path, they discovered that the flowers and trees around them had changed again.
Earlier, they had seen swathes of withered trees and vividly colored demonic plants carpeting the ground, but now those demonic plants had disappeared without them noticing.
At some unknown point, the stretches of Deadwood Forest had given way to Red Maple Forest, and the vividly colored demonic plants had been replaced by fire-element spirit plants.
Of course, calling them spirit plants was not entirely accurate. Whether the red maples or the other plants, they all still contained demonic qi, just like the mutated demon crows they had encountered earlier, which harbored both spiritual qi and demonic qi.
Yang Guo walked up to a red maple and examined it, unable to help asking in puzzlement, "Why do these plants look more normal the farther in we go?"
As she spoke, she reached out and rested a hand against the trunk...
That was when something unexpected happened. She had barely touched the trunk before she felt a fierce, searing heat.
The pain of that burning sank straight into her body and struck her soul.
Hearing Yang Guo's cry of pain, Su Jiu immediately grabbed her hand.
The skin on Yang Guo's fingertips had already peeled away from the burns. Fortunately, she had only touched it lightly; otherwise, her entire hand might have been ruined.
Su Jiu cast a sidelong glance at Little Green, who hung around her wrist. Taking the hint, he used