Chapter 645: Compass 1 piece to find the Lord, 2 ends of the narrow road are meeting

　　 The man was dressed in an old-fashioned clothing, and his head and face were buried in a conical hat made of yellow dead leaves. He was wearing thick straw sandals on his feet, but he held a palm-sized compass-like object in his right hand. He looked down from time to time, as if a tomb thief was looking for directions.
　　 It's not unusual to encounter a "person" alone in the demon world. In general, monks and ordinary people walked in the wild, and they all walked in groups like they did, with a guide who was proficient in the local area.
　　 Walking alone in the wild jungle like this, either is tired of living, or has extraordinary ability to survive in this wild. It is also possible that the person is not a "person" at all, but a disguise of some terrifying humanoid creature.
　　 Under this person's clothes, there is almost no aura or divine consciousness fluctuations. If it hadn't been for seeing his figure swaying in the forest, and hearing the rustling noise of his clothes on his body, Huzhu would completely treat him as a part of this forest.
　　 They stopped, and their hearts were touching their throats, only to show their weapons. But the man walked over in complete disregard. He raised his eyes and saw a group of people standing in front of him. He didn't greet him or even his face didn't change. He walked over from the side and moved on.
　　The light and shadow flickered under the mottled shadow of the tree. Only under the hat, half of the face of a handsome male with bronze skin and sharp lines was exposed, without seeing the other's eyes. He was about to say hello to "Friends of Daoist", but that person walked over indifferently.
　　 Hook Zhuo was relieved instead. This at least shows that their people have no particular interest in them.
　　 They went on for a hundred steps. The man in the clothes hat also went on for a while. At this time, he habitually glanced at the compass in his hand, but he was surprised. The compass in his hand had been pointing forward steadily, but now it turned to point back.
　　 He turned his head and looked at the few demon cultivators who had just come out hunting in the forest, a strange color flashed in his eyes. He only heard the rustling of his clothes, his body was slightly twisted, like a snake crawling into the deep weeds and disappeared.
　　 All the people who passed by were silent, except that the wood muttered carefully: "Well, brother, who was that person?"
　　 Gouzhu had already asked Tong Yao through voice transmission, asking her if she could see the cultivation level of this weird person. Tong Yao replied that he couldn't see it unless he took the initiative to investigate with the power of divine consciousness. Of course they would not do that.
　　 "It may be a hunter in the mountains." He coughed nonchalantly, and replied lightly. Mu Mu nodded if he realized. Mu Fei was about to refute, but was suddenly stunned.
　　The stranger in clothes unexpectedly appeared in front of them again!
　　 At the disappearance of the road turn, in the dense grass, the man was already kneeling there. Seeing a few of them approaching, he touched his hands on the ground and lay his forehead close to the ground, but his whole body just blocked the road.
　　 Gouzhu knows that it is inevitable at this time, and there is no way, so he can only ask the person's intention first. He was about to greet him politely, but the man first took off the hat from his head, folded his hands, his lips moved, and said a series of weird buzzing words.
　　 He speaks tree language. Mu Fei's face changed suddenly, but there seemed to be another undetectable surprise. Mu Mu was about to answer, but he received a sound transmission saying: "Don't show your feet, just pretend you don't understand!"
　　 Under the reminder of the deceit, all of them, including Mu Fei, who was a little excited secretly, pretended to be bewildered, as if they didn't know what he was talking about.
　　 only made a trick, and asked politely in the middle-earth language: "Where is this Dao brother from?"
　　 This man with bronze complexion, handsome face, and piercing eyes replied in human language: "The poor road and dead wood is the old minister of the tree clan Kino. Kneel here today to welcome my fifth-generation tree emperor!"
　　 Before setting off, Goujiu had used the Shengtian Bottle to change everyone's breath. Although Mu Fei is from the Tree Clan, although Wood has half of the Tree Clan blood, his aura has changed, and his relationship with the Tree Clan must not be noticed from the outside.
　　 Why did this person take a quick glance and discover the true identity of Mumu?
　　 What made Gochug even more frightened was that the reason why Lian Ling went thousands of miles to Nanming was to save this legendary Kinobe royal elder as an internal response, and to support the wood in the upper position. Since Wither Wood Rong appeared, even Ling should also return at the same time. Why did Lian Ling disappear?
　　 Analyze rationally, there are only two possibilities.
　　First, this dead wood Sakae is fake. But I don't know where I got the information about them, and then so unlucky, they unexpectedly ran into this wilderness. As for the way that Ling and the real dead wood are still coming, they have not arrived yet.
　　Secondly, this dead wood Rong is real. But for some reason, Lian Ling did not go with him.
　　 No matter what I think, I think the first possibility is very small, but the second possibility is very high.
　　 His journey westward with Tong Yao, Mu Mu and others is extremely confidential, and neither the Tree Man nor the Night King knows anything about their information. How could the fake Wither Woods know their alternate contact point and come straight here?
　　 Therefore, this person is very likely to be a real dead wood. Lian Ling rescued him and told him the alternate contact location.
　　 As for the reason he can recognize wood, it should be because of the compass in his hand. I just don't know what's wrong with that compass.
　　 But Lian Ling should have come with him. Withered Wood Rong came here alone.
　　 Not only that, he knew that these people were Lian Ling's disciples. If he knew Lian Ling's whereabouts, he would take the initiative to mention it. If he doesn't know the whereabouts of Lian Ling, he should take the initiative to ask.
　　 But when he came here, he only said that he wanted to drive the tree emperor, but he didn't mention a word to Lian Ling. This can only show that he himself knows the whereabouts of Lian Ling, but he is unwilling to mention it to them.
　　Lian Ling may have encountered some kind of accident. The murderer is most likely the tree elder Wither Wood Rong!
　　 Gouzhu couldn't help taking a breath, and could hardly wait to beat this dead wood Rong violently to let him confess Lian Ling's whereabouts. But he also knew that at least it was impossible for now.
　　Lian Lingzao told him that Withered Wood Rong's strength was as high as Jin Dan Double Flower. Even if they all shot together, they couldn't be their opponents.
　　 Withered Wood Rong came, obviously only had one purpose, and that was to find wood. As long as the prince is in his hands, he can return to the Kinobe in a graceful manner to retrieve his authority.
　　 Gouzhu thought to himself that this might be the only capital he could use to deal with this Golden Core Double Flower Dryad. As long as the wood is on their side, there is no need to worry that the dead wood will not come by himself.
　　 At that time, he could set up ambushes, offer rewards on the black market, hire murderers, prepare powerful magical weapons for his weaknesses, and even sell this guy's whereabouts to the Kinobe who has been pursuing him.
　　Even if he exhausted all the conspiracy and tricks~EbookFREE.me~, he must have calculated this guy and forced him to tell the whereabouts of Lian Ling. But definitely not now. Now they are unprepared and vulnerable.
　　 "Friends of the Daoist made a joke." He said with a smile, "We are just a few casual cultivators living in seclusion in Qingshan Fudi. Today we went up the mountain to get some game. Where is the tree king?"
Withered Wood Rong ignored the scolding, but looked directly at the wood, and said respectfully: "Please, your Majesty, please go to sleep with me in the Evil Mountain Tree Emperor Hall, and return to the throne." After that, he knocked again. The first prayer.
　　 Unexpectedly, Mu Mu shook his head and said, "I am a casual practitioner of Qingshan Fudi. Although my surname is Mu...but...but I am not a tree king."
　　 It was quite difficult for Wood to lie. But all he knew was that his father might be the King of Trees, and he never thought he was King of Trees. He didn't even think about taking the position of the tree emperor.
　　All he thought about was still to become the head of the Jade Palace and go back to marry the younger sister Wu Xia. How can there be any empty name for the tree king?
　　 "Oh?" Unexpectedly, Withered Wood Rong's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the wood like a teleport. Five fingers clasped the wood's right wrist like lightning, and then lightly pinched it.
　　 Wood's wrist creaked and shattered immediately. But at this moment, a circle of purple wood bulged out from under his skin, extremely tough. That is, the five fingers of Wither Woods pressed tightly, and they were also recessed into the five finger marks.
　　 At the same time, a blood pressure that could almost deter all treants burst out from his wrist, and even Withered Wood Rong could not help but be shocked.
"Is your Majesty still unaware of his identity?" Withered Murong's tone and expression were extremely respectful, but his fingers did not release at all. "Don't worry, there are veterans here, and your Majesty will wake up soon. ."