The group of trees walked and sang their own victory, and believed in their own abilities, what they did not know that they thought they had caught and subdued had sat comfortably in the earth ball.

  “It's a good idea." Yan Mo gave a positive answer after sitting up and speaking the first sentence.

  Yuan Zhan smiled. He wanted to pull Yan Mo into his arms, but he was kicked away by the other side. He didn't care. He said, holding the other's ankles: "The Black Forest is so big, and those Tree Men can control the trees. It’s hard for us to find Bing and find their nest. It’s better to let them personally send us in instead of looking around,” Yan Mo nodded, and after Yuan Zhan blinked at him, he probably understood the other party's intentions, Yuan Zhan's ability made them not kick them out of the forest, but bring people to know where their people are.

  “Yes, I know you will understand." Yuan Zhan opened a few tiny vents, and he sealed the entire ball to prevent the fog from coming in.

  “Do you hear what they sing?" Yan Mo asked Yuan Zhan to reach out to him to see if he was affected by those songs.

  Yuan Zhan nodded. "I started to get confused when I heard them sing. Then you started to sing. I listened to you carefully. Slowly, the songs of The Tree Men can no longer affect me."

  Yan Mo thinks this doesn't have much to do with his own singing. It should be related to Yuan Zhan's own ability. Maybe a high-ranking warrior will not be so easily tempted by The Tree Man as long as he is wary and holds his own mind.

  I just don't know if these Tree Men are also ranked. Is there a more powerful warrior?

  “The Mer-people staple food, the dwarves eat the same as us, but these The Tree Man treat humans as one of prey, that's a little trouble.” Once the position is opposite, Yan Mo felt that even if he can communicate, he might not be able to communicate to the level of becoming friends.

  “You are worried that after we rescued Bing, other people will be tempted by The Tree Men, right?" Yuan Zhan did not answer Yan Mo, he was also considering this question, “My ability can't restrain them, also it’s impossible to really set fire to the entire Black Forest and even then the wet things won’t burn.”

  “The threat is to use the blade.” Yan Mo concealed, and he couldn’t say something.

  Yuan Zhan laughed and didn't need his Priest Da Ren to remind him that he knew exactly what to do next. He has also tried it, even if he can't kill those Tree Men, it's not difficult to get stuck in a few soil spikes through them.

  Yan Mo was also calculating, should he extract some venom from the laboratory that is powerful against the environment and soil, but would not do too much damage, as long as you can scare those The Tree Men.

  “I will go to Temple and I will be back soon." Some SCUM VALUE additions are really unavoidable, and Yan Mo sighs and disappears in front of Yuan Zhan.

  Yuan Zhan's eyelids jumped a bit, and the pain of the left rib wound that he had previously neglected became obvious.

  An hour later, Yan Mo appeared again in the dirt ball and found that they were still in transit.

  “This Black Forest is very big. Those who live in like The Tree Men should rely on comparison."

  “Hey." Yuan Zhan, who has been eavesdropping and observing outside, has raised his fingers.

  Yan Mo snorted.

  The pace of those Tree Men’s outside has slowed down, and the singing has become more content.

  “~The human being is a capable warrior who can control the soil. If we throw him into the pit for the child. He might run into the soil and run away~"

  “~With the flower of the Nether, the powerful warrior can't escape the flower of the Nether~”

  Inside the ball, Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo looked at each other. Yan Mo whispered to him: "What is the flower of the Nether?"

  Yuan Zhan shook his head and he had never heard of it.

  Yan Mo pulled a small bag from the herbal bag and handed it to Yuan Zhan. "If you smell a certain scent and feel dizzy, or you feel that your body is getting paralyzed, think of the powder in your hand its little bitter, do not spit it out.”

  Yuan Zhan was not afraid of hardship, he took the powder, and asked:" I cannot swallow? "

  "Absolutely not!"

  "What if I pass out soon……?”

  "And that even if you have bad luck."

  The soil was ball being shattered from the outside, Yuan Zhan only allowed the outside to break the ball to get the two out in order to pretend that he was exhausted and was poisoned and comatose.

  The Tree Men wanted to separate the two, but Yuan Zhan held on to Yan Mo tight, and The Tree Man had to break his arm for a long time and could not separate him. He has no choice but to throw the two together into the pit.

  “~ Do you want to use the flowers of the Nether? ~"

  “~They have been comatose~"

  Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo just relaxed, and they heard a more pleasing, but low bass that sang in an irresistible tune: "~This is 4th Rank warrior, give them a ghost!~”

  Yuan Zhan puts a palm on his lips and he is ready to take the bitter medicine from his family, Priest Da Ren.

  But the power of the Nether Flower is clearly beyond what the two expected. There was something that The Tree Men put to their nose. Yuan Zhan didn't smell the fragrance, which made him slow down, but when he reacted, his body was not right. His body suddenly seemed to be stunned by lightning, his body was no longer able to move, and then he could not feel his body.

  This feeling is completely different from the paralysis by the Cannibal Bees, which will start at least numb, but the Nether Flower completely loses the feeling of the body, but the mind is still awake.

  The powder bar fell into the bottom of the pit and did not attract the attention of The Tree Man.

  Yan Mo also received the same treatment, which made him curious about the medicine of the Nether Flower.

  “~ Separate them~"

  With this order, Yan Mo was pulled out of the pit by a few branches. Yuan Zhan could no longer hold him at this moment. His limbs lost control, but he was going moving when he was thrown into another empty pit next to him, the bass tree suddenly gasped in a surprise.

  “~How can he have the breath of the longevity in his body? Stop and send the man to me~"

  Yan Mo closed his eyes and felt the branches wrapped around his body pause in the air, then changed direction.

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  A branch touched his body and slipped on his body.

  The Tree Man next to the tree said: "I am wondering why this human being wasn't hostile. It turns out that he is also a longevity…… It's not right. Why did the longevity family grow like this?~"

  “~Human and a mixed race of the longevity family? ~"

  Very good, it turns out that there is already a concept of mixed race. However, most of the humans here refer to the descendants of a certain god and someone or a magical species. It is not surprising they know the word because their ancestors were mixed from the beginning!

  “~Oh oh, I can't believe that human beings can give birth to children with the longevity family~"

  “~ This mixed-race child is really ugly~"

  Yan Mo……ugly your freaking ancestors!

  “~Oh oh, ugly and deformed he doesn't have a beautiful leaf crown, and he doesn't have a strong body. He only has two arms~"

  Who would want to have two or more arms that look terrible, okay?

  “~ very pitiful~"

  “~But he can talk~"

  “~ Ah, ah, yes, yes, he didn't completely lose the blood of the longevity, he can at least speak~"

  Yan Mo has been completely speechless, dare The only advantage of his ancestral Priest in the eyes of this group of The Tree Man is that he still speaks their language? Listen to these tree shooting sympathy and pity!

  “~No, he is not a mixed-race~,” The bass breaks all the fantasy of The Tree Men.

  I was not originally. The only possibility that Yan Mo can think of him and the longevity is the fruit of his belly.

  “~What? ~" The Tree Man screamed, “~He is not a mixed-race, why does he have a longevity atmosphere in his body? ~"

  “~Because……" The bass seems to be wondering, its branches I slid back and forth in Yan Mo's stomach, and finally sang: "Oh, because this human has the blood of the longevity ~"

  Shit!

  “Hey!"

  “~Oh oh! ~" A high-pitched super-high-pitched voice, “~ a human being combined with a longevity family, a human with a longevity blood, shocking, brothers~"

  Yan Mo was shocked he almost didn't hide it and opened my eyes.

  “~Yeah, how does this ability warrior vomit blood? ~"

  Yan Mo, “.……" The person who vomits blood is not him.

  If Yuan Zhan, who is the one who vomited blood couldn’t move at this moment, he would have already rushed to give his Priest Da Ren a raw meal!

  Why is my Priest pregnant with other men's children! This is impossible! He wants to have children and can only be mine!

  Wait, is it…… I am a longevity family?

  Yuan Zhan, who firmly believes that his Priest will give birth to any other bastard, is deeply suspicious of his blood heritage at this time.

  Yan Mo, who was suspected of having a longevity species, was taken away by the bass and caused a lot of The Tree Men to look at him on the way.

  Quietly near the child's pit, Yuan Zhan opened his eyes and saw a branch sticking to his chest. The top of the branch had a black seed with a big thumb.

  “~ Yeah~" a pleasant scream, but then The Tree Man laughed: "~It’s an ability warrior, but you can open your eyes, but there is no point in struggling, you can never break free, just stay calmly in the child pit and wait for it~"

  The branches cut his chest with a sharp wooden thorn and stuffed the black seed into his wound.

  Yuan Zhan did not feel any pain, except for the head above, he was completely unconscious below the neck.

  The Tree Man, the seed, swayed and sang the song away, and Yuan Zhan began to observe his environment.

  He was sitting in a deep pit, the depth of the pit just allowed him to put his head out of the pit, and the size of the pit allowed him to maintain a knee-like sitting position.

  The eyelids drooped, he tried to look at his chest, the animal armor was scratched, but there was no blood flowing out inside, and the wound seemed to heal?

  He really wanted to see where the seed was buried, but because the neck can't sag, he can't see more down.

  Looking up and look around.

  Yuan Zhan glanced around and soon his face became extremely sturdy.

  Around him, wherever the eye can see, many people can be seen. There was a human head not far from him. It is Bing, who disappeared in the past two days.

  Bing blinked, but the expression on his face was extremely strange. He was like in a kind of beautiful daydream, with a very pleasant and dreamy expression on his face.

  However, from Yuan Zhan's perspective, he can clearly see a green bud protruding from the pothole where Bing is located.

  The fine buds swayed with the wind and seem to be extremely weak. The top of this fine bud has two green buds. Under the buds, there are dozens of tender and tender whiskers. These tenders are twisted or stretched in the sun. There is even a sense of transparency, which is very cute and scary.

  However, this fine bud grows cute again, it also grows out of the human body!

  Although Yuan Zhan couldn't see the position below Bing's neck, he could guess.

  The child is in the pit, it turns out that this is the child growing pit!

  He told himself that wherever the dead and the beasts have been buried, the plants there will grow particularly well in the coming year, because the bodies will make the soil fertile.

  These damn Tree Men are obviously aware of this, and they are directly taking the living to the soil to plant their offspring!

  Yuan Zhan can see a lot of people, and most of them are the missing warriors of Yuan Ji Tribe.

  Anyone whose face he can see the face, without exception, has the same expression as Bing, but they have not yet grown sprouts, including the same warriors who disappeared with Bing.

  How can the buds on Bing grow so fast?

  Yuan Zhan suddenly had a bad idea.

  Looking further away, you can already see the shaped little tree, not too tall or too big, only about a foot above the ground, but the branches and shapes are already very similar to those of The Tree Man. In addition, wherever the little tree grows, the head is no longer visible.

  The one-foot high tree is two feet tall, so it is layer by layer, until the back is about half a person high tree.

  In the already growing little trees, there are still many adult Tree Men walking around, they seem to be taking care of those little tree. Those little trees became very active after they reached a height of half a person, and they deliberately stretched the branches to wrap the nearby adult Tree Man, or entangled in each other.

  Yuan Zhan could hear the rustling and snoring like the wind blowing through the woods. The sounds sounded very happy. Maybe those little trees were laughing?

  Yan Mo also saw these scenes, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

  If you don't see the head of the center that stretches out of the pit, how harmonious and friendly the green land that cultivates little tree people was full of life look!

  However, if you think that there is a corpse buried under every little tree in the forest, every little tree has at least one soul crying and screaming and Yan Mo can't help but feel creeped out.

  Out of the woodland that cultivated the seedlings, all the way are the birds and flowers, which is completely different from the two sides seen on the edge of the Black Forest.

  The forestry deep in the Black Forest are not as dense as he expected. There are also valleys, dangerous peaks, and large meadows.

  In the clear stream flowing through the forest, the golden sunlight swaying from the branches and leaves, the wildflowers blooming in grasses, the crisp birds singing with the song of The Tree Man, and occasionally one or two beasts from the trees. Shuttle through.

  Golden sunshine? Yan Mo's gaze fell into the stream and was tightly attracted.

  This is not an adjective. He really saw a flash of golden light.

  What is that? What are the glittering and bright colors in the stream?

  Yan Mo can't believe his eyes. If he doesn't misread and guess, the cobblestones and gravel in this stream, including the gravel at the bottom of the stream, are naturally bare gold mines!

  Ha, this is a world where all human beings will be fascinated. Even if they have not regarded gold as an important metal, it is just that the scenery and rich materials here are enough to make people intoxicated.

  Yan Mo swallowed his mouth, that is, he saw such a natural bare gold mine that can be seen with his eyes, and could not help but feel at ease.

  Where is the end of this stream? Is that the hill? Will that be the mountain made of gold?

  Thinking about it, Yan Mo suddenly laughed.

  What if he got this gold mine? Used to build a house? It will be so glaring!

  Nowadays, it is still difficult to fill the stomach, and gold is now used as an ornament.

  However, He doesn't know if The Three Cities will treat gold as a treasure? If a more distant civilization already has metal civilizations, maybe this gold will come in handy.

  Yan Mo has always had a question in his previous life. The question is: Why do all the civilizations on the planet that are called the highest civilization will use gold as precious metals? As a symbol of righteousness and status?

  Gold, in ancient times and ancient times, in addition to be good-looking this point, cannot be eaten, cannot be used as a weapon, why is it held to such a high position? Just because there are few? However, before any mass excavation and exploration knowledge is formed, is there any metal that is rare? Bronze can also be used as a weapon! So who is gave the gold a noble identity?

  Does gold have the function that modern people do not know in ancient civilizations?

  Yan Mo wants to go farther and farther, and even hides it.

  “~Are you awake? ~" With The Tree Man, he was quite surprised, but he couldn't move him if he couldn't move.

  “~You……where do you want to take me to?~" Yan Mo took back the thoughts of the rushing, tried to speak and found that he could control the throat muscles.

  “~Take you to see our Sa Má~,” The bass answered him.

  Sa Má? Not a shaman? He seems to have heard the word, where is it?

  Yan Mo tried hard to remember, and finally remembered that he had met a mountain nation when he went to the mountains to find medicine. The grandmother and god of that nation was called Sa Má. It was a minority tribe who followed the habits of the matriarchal clan, their Sa Má is actually a big shaman with Priest and Clan head functions.

  The Tree Man claim to be the descendants of the goddess, the descendants of the god of life, so is their Sa Má the leader?

  “~How far is it? ~" Yan Mo felt sad, and whoever is tied up under his arm will not feel comfortable.

  “~ It’s almost ~"

  The bass is almost half an hour away. Yan Mo found it was easy to open his eyes and simply looked at it all the way, but because he couldn’t move under his neck, he could only see the ground that passed.

  All the way, he found a lot of familiar herbs.

  The terrain is sinking, he heard the sound of the bang, and there is probably a small waterfall nearby, he guessed.

  Walking, the bass took him into a crack in the wide underground like a canyon.

  The cracks are not dark, but instead there are no tall trees around them, and the cracks are wide enough to walk in a sunny, fertile basin.

  Suddenly that one who had been quietly waiting in his belly, slammed into his lower abdomen.

  Yan Mo was surprised that he had lost his body feeling, but after the fruit began to hit his lower abdomen, he actually felt severe pain from the point of impact. Gradually, his body began to recover.

  At this moment, the bass again opened: "~ Our Sa Má is in front~" ——