"Oh my God!" Splitting looked at these demonic beasts sadly, looking for them, only to find that the three humans had long since disappeared, and their 10,000 crystal coins were gone!

The dealer looked at these passionate monsters at night, and then remembered that she had only used the bottle of medicine once, and she didn't expect to cause such a thing, but she still pretended not to know anything, anyway, except for the Terran boy, no one else knew that the bottle of medicine was originally stolen by her from a gambler.

It wasn't until noon that the monsters in the carnival were exhausted and re-caught in the pens, and the Colosseum had no usable monster decisive battle, so it could only be closed for three days.

It is said that Kongwuji hunted in the forest for two hours before returning. The wind and sails have already recovered their energy, and they have changed into neat clothes.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and they had nothing to say. After they had eaten their fill, the three of them headed east.

The farther east we went, the trees began to flourish, and the desolate and dry atmosphere of Boulder Town was gone. However, the temperature began to drop sharply, after all, it was winter.

It's starting to snow. The snowflakes flying in the sky, such as thin wings, sprinkled with foreign flowers, and like jade butterflies crystal clear, with spirituality, with the attachment to the earth floated down, to the earth spread a layer of veil, falling onto the grass, the green makeup of the grass is crystal clear, more charming and vivid, the branches of the big tree dance in the snow when the wind, silver makeup wrapped.

Deep in the forest, a huge body was nailed to the trunk of a tree, and the snowflakes had already concealed its hideousness, but it could be seen that it was a terrible dried corpse. A treeman with white hair and white eyebrows, dressed like a dry old tree, with an ancient tree cane, stood in front of the dried corpse, with a hazy light.

A few months ago, the scene of Hua Weiyang, Ziling, Ye Yuan, and Bu Feiyan meeting the tree people in the Sea of Ice and Fire Continent was vivid.

"Oh, human?" the Treant slowly turned around and shook off the snow from his body, "I am a Treant Prophet who has lived in this Warcraft Plains for thousands of years. He was a demon who had been killed by the Soul Technique. ”

"Soul art?"

"This is the magic of a mysterious race, because of its own limitations, their bodies are very weak, but they have a strong talent for magic, can manipulate powerful magic, manipulating the soul of the enemy is their most commonly used magic. The Treant said slowly.

"What race is that? Could it be the Dryad Clan?!" Feng Luofan said in shock.

"Oh, it's not a simple human, I've met the Dryads. ”

The tree man silently recited a spell, and a huge tree withered and rotted in the snow, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the breeze, and a huge pit was vacated where the tree was, which was clearly the crypt where the roots of the tree grew.

The tree man put the dry corpse in the deep pit, saw the surprised wind and sailed, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I am not destroying this ancient tree." How can the tree people destroy nature, these are the places where their children and grandchildren, their souls belong. I just turned the soul of this tree into a seed, and then let this soul merge with the soul of this tree, and live forever in this world, in this land where he lived. The tree man did take out the seed of a tree from his pocket and put it in the corpse's mouth.

When the seed of this tree encounters the wind, it immediately sprouts and grows leaves, turning into a small tree.

"Great warrior, your soul will live forever on the earth, and the creatures of this world will not forget you. The Treant Man cast earth on the corpse with magic, and the small tree had grown into a large tree in the blink of an eye, and in the ice and snow, the tender green tree did not fit in with the surrounding forest.

"Where are you going, human friends?" asked the Treant.

"We're going to cross this Warcraft Plains and find a ship to return to the human continent. ”

"In that case, then follow me, you will pass by the Abyss Mountain, and you will meet a dragon. Our people are planning to fight this dragon. ”

What, it's Abyss Mountain again, and it's that dragon again?!Feng Luofan looked at this tree man blankly, could it be that this tree man wants to trap me again?!

"Our people have survived in the Warcraft Forest in this Warcraft Plains for tens of thousands of years, and we have been guarding our ancient tree seeds, but more than a hundred years ago, that damn elven dragon smelled it, and deceived the treemen with clever words, taking the ancient tree seeds for themselves. For the past hundred years, we Treants have been trying to find a way to ask for it from the Elven Dragon, and even used the Dream Staff as a quid pro quo, but we didn't expect that the shameless Dragon not only did not fulfill its promise, but also deceived our Dream Staff. Later, we invited the Dryad Clan, but the Dryad Clan never fought the Elven Dragon. However, the elven dragon was recently injured by the Dryad Clan, and it was a good opportunity to be hit by the scars of decay and its strength decreased. If our human friends can help us get back the ancient tree seed, we are willing to give you the Dream Staff. ”

It turned out that the Dryad Clan was an alliance invited by this Dryad, but unfortunately, what I didn't expect was that the Dryad Clan was as virtuous as the shameless Elven Dragon. The Dream Staff, it was an ancient tree staff, this was the staff that Dream Makeup had dreamed of, but I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of the elven dragon.

After all, in this Warcraft Forest, the Treemen have an indescribable deterrent power, and there are very few Warcraft around the Treemen to make trouble.

"This time, we have united with the Underground Elves to fight the Elven Dragons again. ”

The Underground Elves were once a major branch of the Dwarven race, migrating to more remote, barren continents to escape the war in order to survive in ancient wars.

After the Ancient Wars, the upright and warlike Dwarven Alliance thought they were scheming and treacherous, and expelled this branch from the Alliance, allowing the Underground Elves to live in the shadows, living underground, making them shorter and weaker in magic, and thus the Underground Elves evolved a superior intelligence than the Dwarven Alliance.

The Underground Elf Alliance is in the northwest of the Ice and Fire Continent, that is, the north of the Warcraft Plain and the Spirit Chaser Territory, although the Underground Elf Territory is frozen and snowy most of the time, the Underground Elves who are used to living underground are good at using geothermal energy, so that they can reproduce on this Wind and Snow Continent for thousands of years.

Underworld elves have tenacity and concentration, and are highly accomplished in engineering and alchemy. However, it is also considered by other races to be a symbol of treachery and cunning, and it is also greedy for money and cruel. Some races, especially the Dwarven Alliance, have a great deal of prejudice against the Underground Elves, such as believing that they will sell their best friends for a bag of gold. In fact, such prejudices are not entirely unfounded, many goblins may consider it, and some even actually do it.

The Underground Elves have a powerful skill in setting traps, and the muskets they have created include three famous guns that have shocked the world. One of the most famous guns "Daqian Dust", a thousand years ago, Daqian Dust fell into the hands of a young underground elf, the lover of the young underground elf was killed by a major tribal leader in the Beast Alliance, this young underground elf wandered on the beast continent like a ghost, and actually shot and killed all the bloodlines of the tribal chief of this large tribe in the Beast Alliance More than 200 orcs and more than 100 top warriors and more than a dozen top wizards of this tribe. Since then, the dust has disappeared for nearly 900 years. In the past ten years, Daqian Dust has fallen into the hands of another underground elf, and with this Daqian Dust Gun, he has become the third super killer on the dark web killer list.

It seems that this tree man is really persevering, and there are a lot of helpers, it is estimated that this tree man is really an extraordinary existence.

The Treant saw Wind Falling Sail's surprised gaze: "The Elven Dragon has also plundered a lot of rare treasures, if we can defeat the Elven Dragon, we will give them those treasures, so they will help us Treardant." ”

In the depths of the forest, the woods are getting denser and denser, and the snow cannot fall down, and the ground is clean and dry. As the tree man walked in front, the dense woods seemed to come alive, and they parted of their own accord, and then closed them after the others had passed, as if to welcome the arrival of a distinguished guest. In a grove surrounded by lavender leaves, there is a huge empty space, which is very generous.

The forest hides all traces of their activities, and without the guidance of the treemen, I am afraid that the three of them will not be able to find a gathering place for the treemen anyway.

"It's truly a secluded place. "The wind falls on the sail road.

A stout tree man stood beneath the flowers of the lavender leaves, and on a stone bench at his side sat five small, muscular Underworld Elves, each armed with a quaint musket.

"Treant Prophet, you're finally here. And these three human friends, welcome to visit. The thick tree man said slowly, without joy or sorrow.

"Hu Gen Treeman, at your invitation, I have come over this time to retrieve our ancient tree seeds from the Elven Dragon. ”

This Beard Tree Man is clearly one of the more prestigious and older Tree Men among the Tree People.

"Okay, with the help of the underground elves, as well as the help of our Terran friends, we will definitely be able to defeat that elven dragon. This hateful, shameless, ferocious elven dragon, the elves who have mutilated so many of our trees, and our dryad friends, must be driven back to the wilderness and let them enjoy their misery in the desert forever. The first underground elf said, "Human friend, I am an underground elf from the Underworld, and if you have any business transactions in the future, you can find us, even if they can only trade in the black market!"

Taishi was polite, which greatly subverted the impression of the underground elves in the eyes of Wind Falling Sail.

"Yes, defeat the elven dragon, defeat the evil dragon!" the rest of the underground elves shouted, seemingly half a beat slower, but it made Wind Falling Sail sound like his blood was boiling, who knew if the underground elves were thinking about the riches in the hapless dragon's lair, and the dream staff.