The small tree, which was originally only the thickness of a calf, began to grow wildly. Countless branches are like a green dragon soaring into the abyss, quickly enveloping the entire village.

The night owl's face changed when he looked at it, he didn't expect that this little tree was actually out of control.

Out of the ever-expanding trunk of the tree, a dryad was born, curled up in the middle of the trunk. The moment the young dryad opened his eyes, the night owl knew that something was wrong, because the dryad's eyes were full of anger.

Just as the night owl had guessed, the woods controlled the branches and headed towards the demon.

Faced with the sudden change, the villagers became terrified, and they did not know why the tree of life that had accompanied them for generations was attacking them.

The dryad's attack was not very powerful for these demons, and the purple pupil walked through the wildly dancing branches and came to the night owl and asked.

"My lord, what's going on?"

The night owl smiled bitterly, "The villagers' previous actions have angered the tree spirits. ”

Purple Pupil opened her mouth in surprise: "Could it be that this tree has become a strange beast?"

The Night Stalker nodded and said, "Before I came, it already had wisdom, but the villagers demanded too much and almost dried it up and died, and now it is taking revenge." ”

Purple Hitomi said worriedly, "Do you have a solution, you can't afford to lose the protection of the Tree of Life." ”

The night owl said with a solemn face, "I'll try it as much as I can." ”

The night stalker had just walked around the tree of life, and at the same time, a dozen branches rushed in, winding towards the night stalker.

"Instead of thanking me for saving my life, you will put me to death, believe it or not, I will uproot you!"

The young tree spirit was stunned when it heard this, it had seen encounters with demons in its life, and most of them were respectful to it, and this was the first time it had encountered demons who would reprimand themselves.

The strangled branches only took a moment before striking at the night owl again.

However, the night owl already had an extra ice blade in his hand, which made the tree spirit fear, but the branches that seemed to be unusually flexible were cut in two as easily as soft mud under the night owl's ice sword.

The night owl stepped out, and the ice sword stabbed directly into the trunk of the tree like it pierced into tofu, and the ice blade was attached to the neck of the dryad.

"If you don't stop, I don't mind erasing your will and turning you back into a normal plant. ”

The dryad shuddered involuntarily as it felt the coldness around its neck, knowing that this was a final warning, even if it couldn't understand what the night stalker was saying.

The demons, who were dodging the tangled branches, stopped, and the branches had stopped wobbling. When they saw the Night Stalker holding the trunk of the tree with one hand, they realized that it was the Night Stalker who stopped the Tree of Life from going berserk.

The night stalker first drips a piece of blood on the trunk of the tree, but the dryad is still very resistant at first, refusing to absorb the blood of the night stalker.

However, under the threat of the Ice Sword, it had to establish contact with the Night Stalker.

The Night Stalker used almost every means to ensure it, whether it was intimidation or intimidation, but the dryads refused to compromise. It wasn't until the night stalker took out the second plant-based soul crystal that Xiao Shu's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

Eventually, they made a deal that the night owl would give it the crystal to use if the dryad agreed to protect the land.

With the surrender of ingenuity, the other villagers also signed a soul contract with the night owl. Since then, the night owl has finally had a foundation in the demon world.

The red moon had dimmed again, and it was already the third day that the Night Stalker had arrived in the Demon Village. At this time, the village has changed to a different appearance, the streets that were originally barren have become lush and green, and many saplings have emerged from under the stone trees. According to the dryads, these saplings are split from their bodies, these ordinary trees are not self-conscious, and the oxygen they can breathe is very scarce.

Even so, the demons were careful to take care of the little trees. In their minds, even if these saplings are useless now, they will definitely grow into heavenly trees in the future, and then bless the demon clan to prosper and become strong.

At this time, the night owl was like a dead dog, lying on the stone bed weak and motionless. Although he can condense clear water, this distilled water is comparable to poison to living beings. The Night Stalker didn't want all of them to suffer from hypochondriasis, so he joined forces with the woods to dig a living canal.

With the help of the little trees, a clear stream runs through the village and keeps circulating. In this way, the distilled water, which is free of impurities, quickly turns into the sweetest spring water.

The pitiful water storage in Zitong's house was simply not enough to support so many people in the village. So the night owl condensed a small river in one go, almost draining all the energy in his body.

Fortunately, with the protection of the Tree of Life, the clear water does not easily seep into the dry earth, nor is it evaporated by the scorching air.

I don't know if it's everyone's illusion, the demon who just woke up from his sleep can't feel the heat of the past at all, but has a kind of freshness that is refreshing to the bones.

The air in the village has also become much purer, and the pale stone house has been wrapped in many vines, and the outside temperature cannot be transmitted to the stone house at all.

It turns out that the first thing the demons do when they get up every day is to gather in the square and bow to the small trees. However, this time the opposite of their worship was changed to the night owl, and everything in front of them was presented in front of them like a miracle, which made them not excited.

Like the most loyal of guards, Doutan stood under the stone house of the night owl, baring his teeth and glaring at the villagers.

"Your Excellency is very tired right now, and you need to rest well! If you disturb your adult, Doutan will fight with you. ”

The villagers all smiled knowingly when they looked at Doutane's appearance, and cautiously withdrew from a distance. Instead of leaving, they stared at the night owl as they woke up from their sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the soul power in the night owl's body had recovered most of it, and he stood up and stretched. As soon as the night owl stepped out of the stone house, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

Many demons offered tribute, as if worshiping the gods, and kept kowtowing to his stone house.

"What are you doing here?" asked the Night Stalker, puzzled.

Doutan jumped onto the stone tree in a flash, knelt down on one knee beside the night owl and said, "Yesterday, those villagers heard that the adults were overworked, went out hunting, and looked for a lot of delicious ingredients, so they wanted to offer them to the adults to taste. ”

As he spoke, a crystal saliva had flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he had long been greedy for these rare foods.