Zhou didn't know that because he chose the route of the dead wood forest this time, he avoided being involved in a political struggle that was divided within the forest forces.

As a force, although the elves dominate the forest forces, they are not unbreakable. Moreover, compared to the arrogance of the elves, other small groups like to huddle together to keep warm. Of course, problems are just as prone to within such loose alliances. For example, the dwarves of the Dwarven Hill were ostracized by most of the ethnic groups because of their greed.

To make matters worse, they lost the patronus of their patronus due to their frenzied appetite for wealth, causing their previous luck to fail. The consequence is to push them to the brink of detachment from the forest.

At this time, the dwarves of the Dwarven Hill are making a last-ditch effort to try to win back the favor of the gods. Therefore, if Zhou and his party take this route, it will undoubtedly become a political bargaining chip for them to save themselves. However, with the choice of Zhou and others, things began to develop in another direction.

Not to mention the dwarves who tried to make the last struggle. On the second morning after they left the Centaur Starlight Division, they finally arrived at the outskirts of the Deadwood Woodland.

Both the environment and the atmosphere here are worse than those of the Centaur tribe.

Maybe it's because of the settlement of these hideous deadwood warriors, or maybe it's because they deliberately found such a place to live in that won't be easily disturbed. In short, this secluded environment was really great for Zhou and his party.

It's no wonder that Zhou Zhan hurt them like this environment so much, it is really this kind of environment that is most conducive to 'stowaways' like them, even if there is some big movement, the chance of being detected will be greatly reduced. This gave a great guarantee to the safety of Zhou and his party.

"Xibo, it's estimated that we've arrived at their territory earlier, shouldn't we say hello to them first?"

Regarding Zhou's suggestion, Xibo felt that it was very reasonable, and it was better to inform him in advance. Otherwise, it will cause unnecessary conflicts, which will not be good for everyone.

Taking root on the spot, through the exchange of (bribe) (bribe) (bribe) of the essence of plants and trees, Xibo easily obtained the basic information of the deadwood warriors who lived here from the local plant 'mouth'.

After basic communication, Xibo found that the tree people in this world are simply the hard of the hard.

Why? The reason is that not only are they not a family full of plant and tree essence, on the contrary, compared to Xibo, who has a disaster of plant and tree essence in their body, and the tree spirit clan behind them, the plant and tree essence in the body of the tree people in this world has been depleted like an aging tree spirit since the day of birth.

You must know that the senile tree spirits have lived for tens of thousands of years. The reason why the essence of plants and trees in their bodies is depleted is not because of the mechanism of their generation, but because the body is too large and the various organs have gradually become exhausted under the erosion of time, resulting in excessive drainage.

At this time, Zhou Xuan, who heard the information in Xibo's mouth, said with some worries about Xibo: "Will they rob you?" After all, you are a moving treasure trove in their eyes. ”

Regarding Zhou's worries, Xibo smiled heartily unappetly.

Looking at the leaves on the top of his head that were shaken off by Xibo, Zhou Xiaoshu quietly waited for Xibo's explanation.

"The amount of plant essence in the body is actually related to the individual and the ethnic group. In other words, the bodies of the tree people in this world can't naturally carry so much plant essence, so their own production and reserves are so small! ”

In the face of Xibo's explanation, Zhou Zhensheng asked suspiciously: "That's not what you said, right?" What do you say about your own energy that you have so much energy that you will get sick if you don't clean it up from time to time? ”

"Ahem, special circumstances!"

Looking at Xibo's sullen and proud appearance, Zhou Xuan said sadly, "This stinky and shameless guy! ’

Regarding Zhou's undisguised malice, Xibo began to change the topic of his remarks.

"I should have arrived with the letters of visit I sent through the native plants, and I believe they will be coming to greet us soon!"

The brain made up for the appearance of a group of short-legged deadwood warriors coming slowly, and Zhou felt that the world was full of malice towards him. However, the image in his mind did not come to life in the end, but the rapid appearance of the tree people surprised him.

Xibo, who had been paying attention to Zhou's injury, saw the doubts in his heart, so he explained in a low voice: "Although our tree humanoid species has an innate disadvantage in speed, it is a sub-condition. This kind of nest that has been entrenched for many years, as long as the root system spreads, it can always be reached quickly! ”

Zhou Xuan, who kept shouting 'unscientific' in his heart, seemed to be very 'safe and self-contained' on the surface, and this was also done to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

It seems that Zhou Zhan's understanding is in place, and it seems that the tree people have a sense of closeness when they see Xibo, a distant relative of the tree spirit, in short, the first meeting between them is quite friendly and cordial.

The deadwood warrior who led the way claimed to be luxuriant, and for this deadwood warrior who lived up to the name of 'deadwood', Zhou Zhenshu felt that the word luxuriant was destined to be destined for it in this life.

However, Lush is not as stuffy as it looks, but rather a very talkative fellow. Along the way, Mao Sheng took the trouble to answer countless questions for Zhou Xuan.

"I would like to ask, why did your clan choose such a place to take root?"

For this dilapidated forest, Zhou Zhenshu really wondered how they could choose such a place to thrive. It seems that this place has nothing to do with life at all, and it should be the most undesirable gathering place for them.

"Guests don't know, this place may not be very good for other plants, but it is the best place for us to live. The vitality of this place is not manifested on the surface, but in the depths of the earth. Otherwise, our family would not have chosen such a place to put down roots. ”

Hearing that this was the reason, Zhou Xiaoshu nodded with relief.

"So, your roots must be very long, right?"

Regarding the question that suddenly popped up in Mo Mo's mouth, Zhou Zhishu secretly said that it was not good. Afraid of violating the taboo of others, Zhou was injured and just wanted to say something to remedy it, but he didn't expect the stiff face of the lush man who led the way to be filled with joy.

"That's right, our roots are extraordinarily long and well-developed, which is the pride of our clan!"

Looking at Mao Sheng like some guys in the real world who boast about how powerful their indescribable parts are, Zhou Zhishu once again felt a deep malice towards the world.