The man was dressed in an old robe, and his head and face were buried in a conical hat made of yellowed dead leaves. He wore thick straw sandals on his feet, but in his right hand he held a palm-sized compass-like object, and from time to time he looked down as if a tomb robber was looking for directions.

It is not an ordinary thing to encounter a lone "person" in the wilderness of the demon world. Ordinary monks and mortals walked in the wilderness, as they did, in groups with guides who were well versed in the area.

Those who walk alone in the wild jungle like this are either tired of being alive, or they have extraordinary abilities to survive in this wilderness. It may also be that the person is not a "human" at all, but a disguise of some terrifying humanoid creature.

Under this person's robe, there was hardly any breath and divine consciousness fluctuations coming out. If it weren't for seeing his figure swaying in the forest and hearing the rustling sound of his robe, Gou Zhu would have completely regarded him as a part of this wood.

They stopped, their hearts in their throats and eyes, and they were just about to show their weapons. But the man walked over with complete contempt, and when he raised his eyes and saw a group of people standing in front of him, he walked over from the side without even changing his face, and continued to move on.

The light and shadow flickered under the mottled shadows of the trees, and Gou Zhu only saw the face of a handsome man with a bronze complexion and sharp lines under the hat, but did not see the other party's eyes. He was about to say hello to "Daoyou", but the one walked over indifferently.

Gou Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. At the very least, this shows that they have no particular interest in them.

They continued to move forward for a hundred or so steps. The man in the hat also walked forward for a while. At this time, he habitually glanced at the compass in his hand, but he was shocked in his heart. The compass in his hand had been pointing unwaveringly forward, but now it turned around and pointed backwards.

He looked back at the few demon cultivators he had just met in the forest who had come out to hunt, and a line of color flashed in his eyes. I only heard the rustling of his clothes, and his body twisted slightly, like a snake burrowing into the deep weeds, and disappeared.

The group of Gou Zhu who walked by were speechless, but Mu Tou muttered carefully: "Well, senior brother, who was that just now?"

Gou Zhu had already asked Tong Yao if she could see the cultivation of this strange person. Tong Yao replied that he couldn't see it, unless he took the initiative to investigate with the power of his divine sense. Of course they wouldn't do that.

"Maybe it's a hunter in the mountains. Gou Zhu coughed casually and replied lightly. Wood nodded knowingly. Mu Fei was about to refute, but he was suddenly stunned.

The monster in the cloak somehow appeared in front of them again!

Just as the road bent and gone, in the thick grass, the man was already on his knees. Seeing them approaching, he put his hands on the ground and lay down with his forehead pressed against the ground, but his whole body just blocked the way.

Gou Zhu knew that there was no way to avoid it at this time, and there was no way but to ask him about his intentions first. He was about to greet him politely, but the man first took off the hat from his head, put his hands together, his lips moved, and uttered a series of strange words that buzzed.

He speaks the language of trees. Mu Fei's face changed suddenly, but he seemed to show a hint of surprise that was difficult to detect. Mu was about to answer, but received a voice from Gou: "Don't show your feet, just pretend you don't understand!"

Under Gou's reminder, all of them, including Mu Fei, who was secretly a little excited, pretended to be confused, as if they didn't know what he was talking about.

Only Gou Zhu made a gesture and politely asked in Middle-earth language, "Where is this Daoist brother from?"

The bronze-skinned, handsome man, and his eyes were bright, and he replied in human language, "Poor Dao Dead Wood Rong is the Elder of the Tree Clan. Kneel here today to welcome my fifth-generation Tree Emperor!"

Before leaving, Gou Zhu had already used the Shengtian Bottle to change everyone's breath. Although Mu Fei is a Tree Clan, although Mu Tou has half of the Tree Clan's blood, his aura has changed, and his relationship with the Tree Clan must not be detected from the outside.

Why did this person find out the true identity of the wood at a quick glance?

What made Gou Zhu even more frightened was that the reason why Lian Ling went to Nanming was to save the legendary Munobu royalist elder as an internal response and help Mu to take the position. Then since Dead Wood Rong appeared, Lian Ling should also return at the same time. Why is Lian Ling missing?

Rationally analyzed, there are only two possibilities.

First, this Deadwood Rong is a fake. But I don't know where to get the information about them, and then it was so unlucky that they actually met by chance in this wilderness. As for Lian Ling and the real Deadwood Rong, they are still on their way and have not yet arrived.

Second, this Deadwood Rong is real. But for some reason, Lian Ling did not go with him.

No matter how you think about it, Gou Zhu feels that the first possibility is very small, but the second possibility is very large.

The matter of his journey to the west with Tong Yao, Mu Tou and others was extremely secret, and neither the Tree Man nor the Night King knew anything about them. How could the fake Deadwood Rong know their alternate contact location and still go straight here?

So this person is very likely to be the real Deadwood Rong. Lian Ling rescued him and told him the alternate contact location.

As for the reason why he can recognize wood, it is probably because of the compass in his hand. I just don't know what's wrong with that compass.

But Lian Ling should have come with him. Deadwood Rong came here alone.

Not only that, but he knew that these people were all Lian Ling's disciples. If he knew Lian Ling's whereabouts, he would have taken the initiative to bring it up. If he didn't know Lian Ling's whereabouts, he should have taken the initiative to ask.

But when he came here, he only said that he wanted to take over the tree emperor, but he didn't say a word about Lian Ling. This can only show that he himself knows Lian Ling's whereabouts, but he is unwilling to mention it to them.

Lian Ling may have suffered some kind of accident. The murderer is most likely this Tree Clan Elder Dead Wood Rong!

Gou Zhu couldn't help but gasp, he couldn't help but gasp, and he couldn't wait to beat this dead wood Rong and make him explain Lian Ling's whereabouts. But he also knows that, at least for now, it's impossible.

Lian Ling had already told him that Dead Murong's strength was as high as Jindan Shuanghua. Even if all of them shoot together, they can't be their opponents.

Deadwood Rong obviously came with only one purpose, which was to find wood. As long as this prince is in his hands, he can return to Kinobe to regain his authority.

Gou Zhu secretly thought that this might be the only capital he could use to deal with this Jindan Double-Flower Tree Demon. As long as the wood is on their side, there is no need to worry that this dead wood Rong will not come to the door by himself.

At that time, he could set up ambushes, offer bounties on the black market, hire murderers, prepare powerful magic weapons for the weaknesses of his people, and even betray the whereabouts of this guy to Kinobe, who had been chasing him.

Even if he exhausted all the intrigues and tricks, he must have plotted against this guy and forced him to tell Lian Ling's whereabouts. But definitely not now. Now they are unprepared and vulnerable.

Daoyou laughed. Gou Zhu said with a smile, "A few of us are just a few casual cultivators who live in seclusion in the blessed land of Qingshan, and today we will go up the mountain to do some game." Where's the Tree Emperor?"

Dead Mu Rong didn't pay attention to Gou, but looked at the wood directly, and said respectfully: "Please Your Majesty, return to the Evil Mountain Tree Emperor Hall with me, and return to the throne." After saying that, he kowtowed again.

Unexpectedly, Mu Tou shook his head and said, "I am a loose cultivator of Qingshan Blessed Land cultivation. Although my surname is Mu ...... But...... But I'm not a tree king. ”

It would have been quite difficult to get wood to lie. But he only knew that his father might be the Tree Emperor, and he never thought he was the Tree Emperor. I didn't even think about sitting in the position of the tree emperor.

All he thought about was to become the head of the Jade Palace and go back to marry his little sister Wu Xuan. Where is there any empty name tree emperor?

"Oh?" Unexpectedly, Dead Murong's figure flashed, and he had already teleported in front of the wood, and his five fingers were like lightning to clasp the wood's right wrist, and then gently pinched it.

The wrist of the wood immediately creaked and shattered. But at this moment, a circle of purple wood bulged out from under his skin, and it was extremely tough. Even if the five fingers of Dead Murong were pressed tightly, they were just concave into the five finger marks.

At the same time, a bloodline coercion that could almost deter all the tree people erupted from his wrist, and even Dead Wood Rong couldn't help but be shocked.

"Isn't Your Majesty unaware of your identity?" Dead Murong's tone and expression were extremely respectful, but the five fingers on his hand did not let go at all, "Don't worry, with the old minister here, Your Majesty will soon wake up." ”