Lin Xiao never doubted whether there were fairies in the world.
A few days ago, the big camphor tree in front of Old Man Zhang was struck by lightning, and a small snake covered in white jade lay under the tree.
"Alas - the poor guy still hasn't escaped the disaster, and has suffered in vain for hundreds of years."
"Taoyao, do you mean a tree or a snake?" Lin Xiao asked, looking at the burnt camphor tree.
"Both of them, they are practicing dual cultivation." Tao Yao glanced at the snake, "Well, that guy probably didn't learn well and sucked people's essence, so he attracted Thunder God."
"Ah! How did you know?"
"Hmph, haven't you seen that everyone around here is skinny and listless."
"It seems so, you are so powerful!" Lin Xiao looked at the snake on the ground, he deserved to die.
Tao Yao gave him a roll of his eyes, but that's needless to say!