Zhaozhao didn't react for a moment. She didn't understand why Su Yuan was here. After thinking for a while, she thought that Su Yuan had sensed her arrival in the Wuhuang Valley and came to find her.
She lifted her feet and ran towards Su Yuan, calling his name non - stop.
However, just as she was about to touch Su Yuan, she passed through his body. She couldn't touch him.
"Why..." Zhaozhao lowered her head and stared blankly at her own hands. In disbelief, she turned around to look at Su Yuan, only to find that Su Yuan seemed not to have heard her calls at all. He still leaned against the tree in his original posture, with a faint smile on his lips, looking relaxed and unruly.
Zhaozhao had never seen Su Yuan like this. The Su Yuan she knew was omnipotent, powerful and gentle... In fact, she had seen many sides of Su Yuan, but she had never seen him so high - spirited and young and frivolous.
Two words suddenly popped into her mind - "freedom".
Su Yuan in this state was like the embodiment of freedom. He looked very relaxed, although there were many tiny wounds on his knuckles.
Zhaozhao tentatively walked towards Su Yuan again. Without a doubt, she passed through him once more.
She squatted in front of Su Yuan and waved her hand in front of him, but Su Yuan still didn't show any special reaction.
She realized that she had fallen into some kind of illusory space. Here, she was just an onlooker, observing everything, and all of this... seemed to be Su Yuan's past.
"In such a desolate place, there can actually grow a tenacious life like you." Su Yuan leaned against the tree behind him and enjoyed the breeze for a while. After the wind died down, he looked up at the branches above his head and sighed.
As if sensing his words, the tree behind him lowered a branch and patted his shoulder, as if responding to his statement.
Feeling the slight touch on his shoulder, Su Yuan seemed very happy. He let out a couple of low chuckles, stood up, and placed his palm on the tree trunk. "In this world today, it's not easy to stay alive. I'll give you some spiritual energy. I hope you'll gain sentience soon and talk to me."
After a moment of silence, the smile on Su Yuan's lips gradually faded. He murmured to himself, "Talk to me... I'm really a bit too lonely."
The branches rustled, as if a young girl was dancing lightly, using the most vivid movements to convey joy to her beloved.
After the spiritual energy was transferred, Su Yuan quietly watched the setting sun in the distance for a while.
The evening glow dyed a layer of clouds red. Under the setting sun was a boundless desert, desolate and grand.
Looking at this scene, Zhaozhao felt her heart congested. Waves of dull pain swept over her. She didn't like to see Su Yuan like this.
Su Yuan shouldn't be like this. He should be free, unrestrained, and carefree forever, just like he was a moment ago.
She lifted her feet and slowly walked to Su Yuan's side, standing beside him.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, in a place that the former Su Yuan couldn't see, a small tree transformed into a human form and quietly stood shoulder to shoulder with him.
After the last ray of light faded, a flash of disgust crossed Su Yuan's face, and he left this place.
Seeing this, Zhaozhao quickly chased after him. She didn't know how she had come here, what this place was, or how to get out for the time being. But since she saw Su Yuan here, it was more appropriate to follow him and see his past.
However, Zhaozhao didn't expect to see such a scene.
It was a battlefield, a battlefield where blood was flowing everywhere and severed limbs were lying around.
Su Yuan held a silver spear in his hand and stood at the front of the formation. A white tiger roared and pounced on him. Su Yuan's face remained calm. He lifted his spear, and the white tiger was instantly pierced through the throat and died.
Warm blood spurted out and splashed on Su Yuan's jade - like face, but he didn't even blink an eye, as if he was already used to such a scene and had experienced it countless times.
Seeing this, the group of demons surrounding Su Yuan were completely enraged. They roared and attacked him all at once.
"You're a demon. Why are you helping humans?!"
A seriously injured demon angrily questioned, and finally looked at Su Yuan with eyes full of unwillingness.
Su Yuan didn't answer. He still fought with the demons methodically.
The demons with uneven strength were no match for Su Yuan. There was even no need for the humans behind Su Yuan to take action.
At this moment, he was like a monster only knowing how to fight. He had no extra emotions at all. He showed no sympathy or mercy to his "fellow demons" and struck without hesitation.
He fought alone from night until the sky gradually turned pale. There were a large number of demons. Even though Su Yuan was extremely powerful, such continuous fighting made his physical strength drain quickly.
Fatigue gradually showed on Su Yuan's face, and the same was true for the enemy on the opposite side.
With too many casualties, the demons knew that they couldn't gain any advantage today, so they retreated under the command of a man in a cloak.
After defeating the enemy, the humans behind him cheered. They happily called Su Yuan the God of War and sang high praises for his achievements.
However, Su Yuan didn't stay for these cheers. He quietly walked through the crowd, ignoring the treasures offered by the people around him. He only paused when passing by a little girl holding a bouquet of flowers and took the most beautiful flower from the bouquet.
Zhaozhao followed Su Yuan absent - mindedly, and her eyes never left his arm.
It was injured when a black eagle launched a sneak attack during the fight just now. Now, blood was seeping out of his silver battle robe, staining a large area red.
Watching from the side, Zhaozhao couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in her eyes.
While the world was praising his bravery, only she felt sorry for his fatigue and pain.
Su Yuan returned to the tree again. He placed the flower in his hand under the tree and patted the tree trunk. "You seem to be more energetic than before."
The tree couldn't respond to Su Yuan's words. It swayed the vines on it, carefully avoiding the wound, and gently wrapped around Su Yuan's injured arm.
Su Yuan looked at it in confusion but didn't stop it. He was really too tired.
Not only physically but also mentally.
When would this endless fighting end?
The vine cut off a part of itself, and sap oozed out from the broken part. In a short while, the wound on Su Yuan's arm was completely healed.
Su Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise and then smiled. "So I've picked up a treasure, haven't I?"
As soon as he said this, the vine that had been wrapped around his hand suddenly shrank back, and the branches swayed violently, like a flustered girl stomping her feet.
It was a very warm and beautiful scene, but looking at the retracted vine of the tree, Zhaozhao always had a strange feeling in her heart.
Why was its healing ability so similar to her own?