Chapter 99 The Willow Spirit

It was a hundred-meter-tall willow, Rod had never seen such a tall willow, the shade of which enveloped a thousand-meter radius, as if a huge mushroom cloud, standing above the earth, so that people could only look up to its height, shocked at the magic of nature.

Willow trees hanging down branches, dense, as if the hair hanging down from the sky, with a gust of breeze constantly fluttering back and forth play.

Willow branches fluttering in the wind, issued a burst of 16-year-old girl's laughter, very crisp, full of youthfulness, but these sounds, in Rod, listened to, but a little harsh.

In the sound, it also seemed to carry some kind of confusion ability, let Rod at this moment were some slight disorientation.

Rod immediately shook his head hard to let his thinking gradually clear up, gaze to look elsewhere.