When Lu Yun and the others returned to the place where the Houtu clan was, they found that it was crowded with people, all of whom were monks from above.

However, the location was different, and Lu Yun also saw the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect led by Song Xiao.

The two sides met, and the family naturally stood together.

This will cause controversy in the cave.

It was the people of Bodhi Cave who were together with the people of Lishui Stream.

The general process is that the people of Lishui Jian discovered this place first, and after learning the reason from the Divine Doctor Valley, they took the initiative to help.

Then it just so happened that the Bodhi Cave Man appeared.

These people found out about the existence of the Houtu tribe, thought that there was fraud, and wanted to arrest and interrogate one or two.

When the water stream didn't dry, the two sides had a dispute, and when they were about to start, a sword was inserted in the center of both sides.

The pitch-black and quaint heavy sword requires both hands to pull out, easily extinguishing the fire on both sides.

Lu Yun walked to Wuzhuo's side, looked at the deflated faces of both parties, and his tone was very calm.

"If you want to fight, go out and fight, and collapse this place, I don't mind giving you a sword first."

She doesn't mind the two fights, as long as it doesn't get in her way.

"Or do you want the rest of the stuff to pick it up?"

That "thing" is the dryad.

This will be the tree demon sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, making trouble in vain for people to see the joke and not to tell, waiting for you to fight both sides of the lose-lose, the other party leisurely shot, isn't it following in the footsteps of the Houtu clan.

was reminded by Lu Yun, and the two sides were also a lot more sober.

Of course, the most important thing is that Lu Yun's previous deeds made them feel suppressed when they faced Lu Yun, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

The news of Lu Yun's previous injury did not come out of the Tibetan Sword Sect, and the rest of the people still didn't know Lu Yun's current situation.

"Lu Yun, what are you going to do?"

Song Xiao walked over and asked, this attitude was led by Lu Yun.

"Everyone has been invited, so naturally we want to go and meet for a while."

Lu Yun said with a chuckle, his expression was extremely arrogant.

If it was just them, I wouldn't have to worry about it, but this time there were also those elders who accompanied them.

Lu Yun didn't believe that those elders didn't know about the danger of the dryad.

Let the disciples experience in danger, and let the disciples come to send them to death, standing here, who is not an elite disciple who has been cultivated by the sect with great difficulty, can't let them all die here.

Since those people let them here, it means that either they are watching over in secret, or the dryad has a solution they can solve.

Lu Yun prefers the second scenario.

Therefore, it is natural to go and meet the dryad.

"Are you really going?"

Datu hesitated at this.

When he first met Lu Yun, he really wanted to trap them and confront the tree demon, but when the number of people became more and more, and when he saw that they were discussing to go to the tree demon to fight, Datu hesitated.

He's afraid.

These monks in front of him are so vivid, just like the original clansmen of the Zhonghou Tu tribe in the records.

But what about later.

Those vivid lives are withering here.

He couldn't participate in the history of the race, and even if he had a heavy mission and sorrow, he would not feel that those people died because of himself.

But now it's different.

If the other party really died at the hands of the dryad because of his own instigation, he didn't know if he could afford it.

He has lived underground for too many years, and since he was born, he has never seen the outside world a few times.

Depression, despair, sorrow......

Here, day and night, he was suffering from the imminent extinction of the race.

His father was tormented by these emotions and later lost his mind.

Ever since the day he took over the burden of the patriarch, Datu knew what kind of end he would usher in.

He is the patriarch of the Houtu tribe and will be the last patriarch of the Houtu tribe.

He would watch his people die, one by one, and then wait for the moment when he closed his eyes.

The Houtu tribe has since ceased to exist.

He was ready to accept his fate.

Fate was approaching as slowly as he thought.

Da Tu's mind was extremely complicated, many thoughts flickered in his mind, and in his ears were those sect disciples discussing how to kill the Dryad.

Confident and arrogant.

It's like the dryad who forced their race to extinction, in the eyes of the monks, but Er.

But all he heard was how terrible the dryad was.

The first thing I learned was not to live, but to deal with the bones of my own people.

He is a dwarf who grew up in white bones.

He was a coward who only dared to hide underground.

But he ...... Do you really want to bow your head and submit to fate from now on, and even turn a blind eye to the hope that comes to you?

Big Soil ...... Confused.

He lowered his head, the small voice drowned out in the crowd, and Datu trembled and his shoulders were held down.

It's Lu Yun.

She was still standing, and she would have bent over slightly.

It was obviously a condescending posture, but it didn't make Datu feel any aggression, but it was peaceful, like a calm sword.

It has a sharp edge, but it is hidden in a sheath.

"It's not just you, we want to get out of here."

"It's too small to belong to us."

Lu Yun said straightforwardly, and the voice was orderly, which made Datu inexplicably relieved.

His body relaxed a lot, and he looked up at Lu Yun, facing a pair of clear and restrained eyes.

A faint relief appeared in those pupils, like fog and smoke, which suddenly made Datu's eyes hazy.

Yes, it's not just the Houtu clan who want to break free from their fate now, but also these monks.

They are together, they are equal.

"Okay, I'll help you."

The hoarse voice speaks of the determination of the earth.

"Okay." Lu Yun's arm was removed.

The cave was full of people.

The children of the Houtu tribe were still huddled in the corner, staring at these people with wide eyes.

Some of them were soft-hearted and fed those children with spirit fruits and elixirs.

Under the effect of a large number of natural treasures, the bodies of those children finally regained vitality, and even the gray and dry eyes were bright.

But that's not enough.

Qi Yun wiped his hands and walked to Lu Yun's side.

"Senior Sister Lu, if you want to save them, you have to kill the Dryad."

The children's bodies look dry on the surface, but there are no outward scars.

But their bodies, to be precise, in their blood and even in their bones, are covered with a kind of roots.

Very thin and difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Lu Yun concentrated, and saw that there were wriggling small roots in the small piece of flesh and blood dug by Qi Yun for research.

After being freed from the petri dish made of the flesh, the roots did not die, but became more and more active.

These are the things that cover the bodies of the Houtu tribe.

They live on the nutrients provided by these roots, and they are constantly demanded by these roots.

In this case, it is like being parasitized by the dryad, and it is like living in symbiosis with the dryad.

Whatever the reason, the Dryad is alive, and the Houtu Clan will not be able to escape the Dryad's grasp.

Only one death can liberate this race.