The man was wearing an old raincoat, with his head and face buried in a conical hat made of yellowed dead leaves. He wore thick straw sandals on his feet, and his right hand held a palm-sized straw hat.

A compass-like object, I look down from time to time, as if a tomb robber is looking for directions.

It is not unusual to encounter "people" walking alone in the wilderness of the demon world. Generally, monks and ordinary people travel in the wilderness like Gouzhu and others in groups, with guides who are knowledgeable about the local area.

Someone walking alone in a wild and dense forest like this is either tired of living, or has extraordinary abilities to survive in this wild wilderness. Or maybe he is not a "human" at all, but a disguise of some kind of terrifying humanoid creature.

Under this man's raincoat, there was almost no breath or spiritual consciousness coming out. If he hadn't seen his figure swaying in the forest and heard the rustling sound of his raincoat, Gou Zhu would have completely regarded him as

This is part of the woods.

They stopped, their hearts in their throats, and they just had to show off their weapons. But the man walked over completely calmly, looked up and saw a group of people standing in front of him, without saying hello or even changing his expression.

Then he walked over from the side and continued moving forward.

The light and shadow flickered under the mottled tree shadows. Gouzhu only saw half of a handsome man's face with bronze skin and sharp lines exposed under the bamboo hat. He did not see the other person's eyes. He was about to bow and say "fellow Taoist"

, but that person walked over indifferently.

Gou Zhu breathed a sigh of relief instead. This at least meant that he had no special interest in them.

They continued to move forward for about a hundred steps. The man in the coir raincoat and bamboo hat also continued walking for a while. At this time, he glanced at the compass in his hand as usual, but he was shocked. The compass in his hand had been unwavering.

It was pointing forward, but now it's turning around and pointing backward.

He looked back at the demon cultivators he had just met in the forest who were out hunting, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He heard the rustle of his coir raincoat, and his body twisted slightly, like a snake burrowing deep into the forest.

It disappeared among the weeds.

None of Gouzhu's group said anything as they passed by. Only Mumu muttered cautiously: "Well, senior brother, who was that person just now?"

Gou Zhu had already sent a message to Tong Yao, asking her if she could tell the cultivation level of this weirdo. Tong Yao replied that she couldn't tell, unless she took the initiative to use the power of spiritual consciousness to investigate. Of course they would not do that.

"Maybe he's a hunter in the mountains." Gouzhu coughed nonchalantly and answered lightly. Mu Fei nodded as if he had some understanding. Mu Fei was about to refute, but was suddenly stunned.

The strange man in raincoat appeared in front of them again for no apparent reason!

Just where the road turned and disappeared, in the thick grass, the man was already kneeling on the ground. Seeing them approaching, he put his hands on the ground and lay down with his forehead tightly against the ground, but his whole body was just about to reach the ground.

The road is blocked.

Gou Zhu knew that he had no way to escape at this time, and had no choice but to first ask the person why he came. He was about to greet him politely, but the person first took off the bamboo hat on his head, put his hands together, and raised his lips.

It moved and uttered a series of strange buzzing words.

He was speaking the language of trees. Mu Fei's expression suddenly changed, but he seemed to reveal a hint of surprise that was hard to detect. Mu Fei was about to answer when he received a message from Gou Zhu: "Don't show off, just pretend not to understand!

"

Under Gouzhu's reminder, all of them, including Mu Fei who was secretly excited, pretended to be confused, as if they had no idea what he was talking about.

Only Gou Zhu bowed and asked politely in Chinese: "Where is this Taoist brother from?"

This man with a bronze complexion, a handsome face, and piercing eyes replied in human language: "I am an elder of the tree clan Kinobu. I kneel here to welcome my fifth generation tree king!"

Before setting off, Gouzhu had already used the Shengtian Bottle to change everyone's aura. Although Mu Fei was from the tree tribe, and Mu Mu was half of the tree tribe's blood, the change in aura would definitely not be noticeable from the outside.

relation.

Why did this person discover Mu Mu's true identity with just a quick glance?

What makes Gouzhu even more frightened is that the reason why Lian Ling traveled thousands of miles to Nanming was to save the legendary elder of the royalist faction of Kinobe and serve as an internal agent to help Mu Mu ascend to power.

.Then since Ku Murong has appeared, Lian Ling should also return at the same time. Why is Lian Ling missing?

Rationally analyzed, there are only two possibilities.

First, this Kumu Rong is a fake. But I don’t know where I got the information about them, and then they were so unlucky that they unexpectedly met in the wilderness. As for Lian Ling and the real Kumu Rong,

Still on the way here, haven't arrived yet.

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

No matter how he thought about it, Gouzhu felt that the first possibility was very small, but the second possibility was very high.

His journey westward with Tong Yao, Mu Mu and others was extremely confidential. Neither the tree people nor the Night King knew anything about their information. How could the fake Kumu Rong know their backup contact point and go straight to

Coming here?

Therefore, this person was most likely the real Kume Rong. Lian Ling rescued him and told him the alternate contact location.

As for the reason why he could recognize the wood, it should be because of the compass in his hand. But he didn't know what was wrong with the compass.

But Lian Ling should have come with him. But Ku Murong came here alone.

Not only that, he knew that these people were Lian Ling's disciples. If he knew Lian Ling's whereabouts, he should take the initiative to mention it. If he didn't know Lian Ling's whereabouts, he should take the initiative to ask.

But when he came here, he only said that he wanted to pick up the Tree Emperor, but didn't mention anything about Lian Ling. This only meant that he knew Lian Ling's whereabouts, but was unwilling to mention it to them.

Lian Ling may have encountered some kind of accident. The murderer is most likely the tree clan elder Kumu Rong!

Gou Zhu couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. He really wanted to beat Ku Mu Rong so hard that he would tell him the whereabouts of Lian Ling. But he also knew that at least for now, this was impossible.

Lian Ling had told him long ago that Kumu Rong's strength was as high as Golden Core Double Flower. Even if all of them attack together, they cannot be his opponent.

Kumaki Rong's visit obviously has only one purpose, which is to find wood. As long as the prince is in his hands, he can return to Kinobe in glory to regain his authority.

Gou Zhu secretly thought that this might be the only capital he could use to deal with the golden elixir double-flowered tree demon. As long as the wood was on their side, there was no need to worry that the dead wood Rong would not come to the door on his own.

At that time, he could set up formations and ambushes, place bounties on the black market, hire murderers, prepare powerful magical weapons to target the person's weaknesses, and even betray the guy's whereabouts to Kinobe, who had been hunting him.

Even if he exhausted all conspiracies, he would definitely plot against this guy and force him to reveal Lian Ling's whereabouts. But it was definitely not now. Now they were unprepared and vulnerable.

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking." Gou Zhu said with a smile, "We are just a few casual cultivators living in seclusion in the blessed land of Qingshan. We went up the mountain to catch some game today. Where is the tree king?"

Kumu Rong ignored Gouzhu, but looked directly at the wood, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please come with me to sleep in the evil mountain Shuhuang Palace and return to your throne." After saying this, he kowtowed again.

First bow.

Unexpectedly, Mu Mu shook his head and said: "I am a casual cultivator who practices in Qingshan Paradise. Although my surname is Mu... but... I am not a tree king."

It was quite difficult for the wood to lie. But all he knew was that his father might be the Tree King, and he had never thought of himself as the Tree King. He had never even thought about taking the position of the Tree King.

All he could think about was to become the head of the Jade Palace and marry his junior sister Wu Xia. How could he be called the Tree King for nothing?

"Oh?" Unexpectedly, Ku Murong's body flashed and he appeared in front of Mu Mu as if teleporting. His five fingers were like lightning, clasping Mu Mu's right wrist, and then pinched it gently.

The wooden wrist immediately made a creaking and cracking sound. But at this moment, a circle of purple wood bulged out from under his skin, which was extremely tough. Even if Ku Mu Rong's five fingers pressed it tightly, five finger marks would be dented.

That's all.

At the same time, a blood pressure that could shock almost all tree people erupted from his wrist, and even Ku Murong couldn't help but be shocked.

"Could it be that your Majesty is still not aware of this?"

Do you realize your identity?" Ku Murong's tone and expression were extremely respectful, but his fingers did not loosen at all, "Don't worry, with the veteran here, Your Majesty will soon wake up."
Chapter completed!