Chapter 196

The tree people wanted to separate the two, but Yuan Zhan hugged Yan Mo so tightly that the tree people had to break his arm for a long time without separating them, so they had no choice but to throw the two into the same child pit. middle.

~Do you want to use the Nether Flower? ~"

~They're in a coma~"

As soon as Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo relaxed in their hearts, they heard a more melodious but deep bass sing in a tone that could not be rejected: ~This is a fourth-level soldier, use the ghost for them! ~"

Yuan Zhan put a palm on his lips, and he was ready to take the bitter medicine given by his priest at any time.

But the power of the Netherworld Flower was obviously beyond what the two of them expected. There was a tree man holding something to their nose. Yuan Zhan didn't smell the fragrance, which made his reaction a step slower, but when he realized that his body was not right, he His body suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, trembling violently, and then his body could no longer move, and then he seemed to be unable to feel his own body.

This kind of feeling is completely different from the numbness of being hit with the cannibal bee tail needle. At least it still feels numb, but the flower of the Nether makes him completely lose his sense of the body, and only his mind is still clear.

The medicinal powder fell into the bottom of the pit, without attracting the attention of the tree people.

Yan Mo also received the same treatment, which made him extremely curious about the medicinal properties of the Netherworld Flower.

~Separate them~"

Following this order, Yan Mo was pulled out of the pit by several branches. Yuan Zhan was no longer able to hold him tightly, and his limbs lost control. When he was in the pit, the bass voice suddenly let out a surprise.

~How could he have the aura of the longevity clan on him! Stop and send that human to me~"

Yan Mo closed his eyes and felt the branches wrapping around his body stopped in mid-air, then changed direction.

A twig touched his body and slid over him.

The tree people next to them sang the argument: ~ I wonder why I can't be hostile to this human being, it turns out that he is also a longevity family... That's not right~ Why does the longevity race grow like this? ~"

~A hybrid of human and longevity? ~"

Well, it turns out that there is already a concept of mixed blood here. However, most of the human beings here are descendants of a certain god and someone or a certain magical species. It is not surprising to know this word, because their ancestors were mixed blood from the beginning!

~Oh, oh, I can't believe that human beings can have children with the longevity clan~"

~This half-breed is so ugly~"

Yan Mo, ... Ugly your ancestor!

~Oh oh oh, so ugly, so ugly, he doesn't have a beautiful leaf crown, nor a strong body, he even only has two arms~"

He'd be scary if he really had more than two arms, okay?

~It's pathetic~"

~But he can talk~"

~Ahhh, yes, yes, he has not completely lost the bloodline of the longevity clan, at least he can speak~"

Yan Mo has been completely speechless so far. Dare to love him, the Ancestral God Priest's only advantage in the eyes of this group of tree people is that he can speak? Listen to these sympathetic and compassionate tones!

~No, he's not a mixed race~" The bass broke all the illusions of the Treants.

I wasn't. The only possibility Yan Mo could think of for him and the longevity family was the fruit in his belly.

~ what? ~" The tree people exclaimed, ~ he is not a mixed blood, so why does he have the breath of the longevity family? ~"

~Because..." The bass seemed to be puzzled too, its branches slid back and forth in Yan Mo's lower abdomen, and finally sang: ~Oh, because this human has the blood of the longevity family~"

Shit!

puff! "

~ oh oh oh! ~" A high-pitched high-pitched voice soared, ~ a human being combined with the longevity family, a human being with the bloodline of the longevity family, be shocked, brothers~"

Yan Mo was so shocked that he almost didn't hide it and opened his eyes.

~Yeah, why did this ability warrior vomit blood? ~"

Yan Mo,..." It wasn't him who vomited blood.

If Yuan Zhan, who vomited blood, couldn't move at this moment, he would definitely have rushed up to eat the priest of his family!

Why would my priest be pregnant with another man's child! This is impossible! If he wants to have children, it can only be mine!

Wait, could it be... I'm a longevity family?

Yuan Zhan, who firmly did not believe that his priest would give birth to any other bastard, deeply doubted his bloodline inheritance at this time.

Yan Mo, who was suspected of having a longevity seed in his belly, was taken away by the bass, causing many tree people to watch along the way.

The area near the boy's pit was quiet, Yuan Zhan opened his eyes with a snap, and he saw a branch stretching towards his chest, with a black seed the size of a thumb clutching at the top of the branch.

~ Ya~" There was a pleasant sound of surprise, but then the tree man burst into laughter: ~ As expected of a capable warrior, you can still open your eyes, but there is a ghost, you will always be able to open your eyes.

You can't break free, just stay in the kid's pit~"

The branches cut open his chest with sharp wooden thorns and shoved the black seed into his wound.

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

The tree man who planted the seeds staggered and hummed a song and left, and Yuan Zhan began to observe his environment.

He was sitting slumped in a deep pit, just deep enough for him to stick his head out of the pit, and the size of the pit allowed him to maintain a knee-tuck-like sitting position.

His eyelids drooped, he tried to look at his chest, the shòu leather armor was torn, but no blood came out of it, the wound seemed to heal?

He wanted to see where the seed was buried, but because the neck couldn't sag, he couldn't see any more.

Look up and look around.

Yuan Zhan's eyes narrowed, and soon his face became extremely hideous.

Around him, as far as the eye can see, many heads can be seen, and one head is not far from him, it is the ice that disappeared two days ago.

Bing opened his eyes, but the expression on his face was extremely strange. He seemed to be dreaming some kind of extremely beautiful daydream, with a very pleasant and dreamy expression on his face.

However, from Yuan Zhan's point of view, he could clearly see a thin green bud sticking out from the pit where the ice was.

The thin bud swayed with the wind, and seemed to be extremely weak. The top of the thin bud had two green buds, and under the buds grew dozens of tender and tender whiskers. There is even a sense of transparency, which is very cute no matter how close you look.

But no matter how cute this thin bud grows, it also grows from the human body!

Although Yuan Zhan couldn't see the position below the neck of the ice, he could guess it.

Boy's pit, so this is the boy's pit!

Mo had told him that wherever people had died and corpses had been buried, the plants there would grow particularly well in the coming year, because the corpses would make the soil fertile.

These damned treemen are obviously aware of this, and they even use the living ones as soil to grow their offspring!

In the range that Yuan Zhan can see, many heads can be seen, most of which are missing soldiers of Yuanji tribe.

Anyone who can see their faces, without exception, has the same expression as Bing, but no buds have grown on them, including the warriors who disappeared at the same time as Bing.

How can the buds on the ice grow so fast?

Yuan Zhan suddenly had some bad predictions.

Looking further into the distance, you can already see a small tree in shape, neither tall nor big, only about a foot above the ground, but both the branches and the shape are already very similar to those tree people. And wherever small trees grow, no human heads can be seen.

Behind the one-foot-tall tree is two-foot-tall, and so on, layer after layer, until it reaches a tree that is about half a person tall.

Among the small trees that had grown were quite a few adult treants walking around, and they seemed to be taking care of the small trees. Those young trees become very lively when they grow to half a person's height, and will deliberately stretch their branches to entangle nearby adult tree people, or entangle each other.

Yuan Zhan could hear rustling and rustling sounds like the wind blowing through the woods. Those sounds sounded joyful, maybe the little trees were laughing?

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

If you don't see the heads that stick out of the pit in the center, how harmonious, friendly and full of vitality this green space for cultivating small tree people looks!

But if he thinks that there is a corpse buried under every small tree in that forest, and that every small tree has at least one ghost screaming and crying, Yan Mo can't help horrified.

When they came out of the woodland where the seedlings were cultivated, there were birdsong and flowers all the way. It was a completely different scene from what they had seen on the edge of the Black Forest in the past two days.

The trees in the depths of the Black Forest were not as dense as he expected, and because of the undulating terrain, there were valleys, dangerous peaks, and large grasslands.

The clear stream gurgling in the forest, the golden sunlight swaying from the branches and leaves, the wild flowers blooming in the grass, the crisp bird song woven together with the singing of the tree people, and occasionally one or two wild shòu shuttles between the trees And passed.

Golden sunshine? Yan Mo's eyes fell into the stream and were tightly attracted.

This is not an adjective, he really saw a flickering golden light.

what is that? What are all those golden and bright things in the stream?

Yan Mo couldn't believe his eyes. If he read and guessed correctly, the large amount of pebbles and gravel in this stream, including the gravel at the bottom of the stream, are natural gold mines!

Ha, this is a world where any human being will be fascinated by it. Even if they do not regard gold as an important metal, the scenery and rich materials here are enough to make people intoxicated.

Yan Mo swallowed, and it was him who couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he saw such a natural luǒ dew high-quality gold mine that could be seen with his eyes.

Where does this stream end? Is it that hill? Could that mountain be all gold?

After thinking about it, Yan Mo suddenly laughed.

What if he got this gold mine? To build a house? He is also too dazzling!