"God of Slaughter, why are you looking for me?" At this moment, Yun raised his head and stared at Huang Yi's gigantic head, asking loudly.
However, to Huang Yi, Yun's voice sounded as small as a mosquito. Huang Yi lowered his voice and said, "Yun, you are the Spirit of Vegetation. Can you try to communicate with the trees in this forest?"
The Blue Elf turned to look at the surrounding pink trees, nodded her little head, and said, "Sure! You approach one of them and let me touch those trees."
Huang Yi immediately complied, approaching a pink tree and leaning his shoulder against the trunk.
Yun extended a small hand, placed it on the tree trunk, and closed her little eyes, concentrating on her perception.
Huang Yi faintly felt as if a clear stream was flowing from the tree, through Yun's body, into his shoulder.
