"Mu Ling Evil Demon? Could it be the same thing as the 'Ancient Trees and Forest Demon Demon' we are chasing, right?" Hearing what Ruotao said, Fatty Zeng immediately nodded and said, "Yes, there are also many local natives who call it this way, and it should be the same thing.??                                                                                                                                                                                                                   �

Guan Heng asked, "Two, are you planning to destroy evil spirits?"

"Well, you'd better ask Mr. Huai." Fatty Zeng scratched his head and muttered: "He just asked me to help me pay attention to where evil demons appeared and to help catch a few. I didn't expect that I almost took my life."

"Oh, fat man, you're right." Meng Huai Lao said with a sad face at this time: "If it weren't for Brother Guan and Miss Ruotao rescued you, I would have died long ago. After all, I'm sorry for you, the little old man felt guilty."

"Hey, don't say that, I'm just nagging. You have saved me and helped me for many years. It's nothing to sell your life for you, Meng Huai, once." Fatty Zeng was a straightforward person, but he was kind. Seeing Meng Huai's guilty look, he felt embarrassed.

Mr. Meng Huai continued to shake his head and sighed: "If it weren't for the fact that I was determined to re-cultivate the 'pseudo-wood demon spirit tree species' and I was obsessed with it so much that I could not extricate myself, I wouldn't have implicated your old friend, for now, and now I have lost that evil spirit of the wood spirit, and all my hopes have been lost."

"Pseudo-wood Demon Spirit Tree species?!" Guan Heng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he heard this name. He said casually: "This kind of thing is very rare. I only heard that a family that specializes in planting spiritual trees had a pseudo-wood Demon Spirit Tree species."

"Yes, that family is my ancestors." Mr. Meng Huai said in a lost voice at this time: "This matter has always been secret and no one has known it for many years. Brother Guan, please forgive me for asking, where did you know it?"

"Your ancestors' clan?" Guan Heng said with confusion: "No, right? I remember that the Lingmu family in the Pearl of Youyu Ancient Kingdom had long been exhausted under the instructed pursuit of Yu Shun, the Communist Party of Youyu, and their family surname was not Meng, but..."

"It's the An clan. My surname was An, and my name was An Huai. In order to avoid disaster, I changed my surname to the Iron Guards of the Youyu Kingdom royal clan," Meng Huai slapped her thigh at this time and said excitedly: "Brother Guan, what is your relationship with this clan? Why do you know so much?"

"Oh, it turns out that you are also a descendant of the An clan, that's right."

At this time, Guan Heng told him about the series of things he experienced in the northern part of Chongguo, and how he received the tribe leader Anjisu's gift of five pseudo-wood demon spirit tree species. He immediately heard it and was shocked.

"What did you say?! All of our An clan, except for Anjisu and his daughter, were killed?!"

Meng Huai Lao felt extremely sad at this time. He suddenly saw darkness in front of him, and spit out a mouthful of blood, then cried: "Wuwuwu... I am Anjisu's elder brother. At the beginning, I passed the position of patriarch to him, and then insisted on traveling around and leaving Baishan. Unexpectedly, I did not fulfill my responsibility to protect the tribe and let them all be. Alas! I deserve to die!"

"Old Huai, you should be more mourning and following the changes." Guan Heng quickly comforted him at this time: "At least, Anjisu and the other three are still alive, and the bones and blood of the An clan have not been cut off yet. You will always be able to meet them one day."

"Pu!" Meng Huai Lao knelt down at Guan Heng at this moment, and kowtowed: "Benefather, you can help save the last bone and blood relatives of the An clan. This kind of kindness and virtue, I will never be able to protect my life. Please accept my blessing!"

"Don't dare, you are old, so don't do this." Seeing this, Guan Heng immediately knelt on the ground and forced himself to hold Meng Huai Lao: "Please get up, don't always keep the word "benefactor" on your lips. It sounds harsh. Only with this request, please remember it in your heart."

Upon hearing this, Meng Huai was embarrassed to refuse, so he said, "Okay, let the old man call me Brother Guan."

"I really didn't expect that Brother Guan, who saved Old Huai's relatives, saved us again today. This is really a coincidence, and it's even more wonderful." Fatty Zeng laughed from the side: "It's a pity that there is no wine now, otherwise I should have had a drink to celebrate..."

But as soon as these two words were spoken, Fatty Zeng thought that most of the old Meng Huai tribe members had died, and immediately swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach.

"Old Huai, look at the five pseudo-wood demon spirit tree species on this Jumang sword."

Guan Heng said as he took off the Jumang sword from his back, then pulled the sword away from the sheath. At this time, Mr. Meng Huai saw countless green buds wrapped around the sword, scattering a pleasant fragrance. Five pseudo-wood demon spirit tree species were embedded on the sword, shining with a gentle green light.

"Pseudo-wood demon spirit...tree species..."

Meng Huai Lao's eyes were filled with tears, and he said slowly: "I personally passed these five tree species to my brother An Jisu, and told him that once the clan faces a crisis, he would rather pay the entire clan's life than protect them from being in the hands of the bad guys, and then give them to those who can resurrect the tree species. Unexpectedly, this sentence was really fulfilled."

Speaking of this, Meng Huai Paused for a moment and continued to speak: "Brother Guan, since you are holding the Jumang Sword and the pseudo-wood demon spirit tree planted in your hands, sooner or later, the long-cherished wish of our An clan will be realized by you. I am grateful again."

"Okay, Mr. Huai, I said to Chief An, 'Your Clan's wish to rebirth of the Wood Demon Spirit will definitely come true. I will do my best to help with this matter, so you can rest assured'. I will tell you all the time today."

Guan Heng said confidently: "I will never break my promise."

"Thank you, since that's the case...ah, it's better not to say it." Seeing that Meng Huai Lao wanted to say it but was hesitant, Guan Heng immediately asked: "Old Huai Lao, what is the matter? You just say it's okay."

"Actually, what I want to say has a direct relationship with those evil spirits of wood spirits." Meng Huai said slowly at this time: "For so many years, I have been wandering around, looking for ancient forests that can produce wood spirit demons. If I transplant the seeds of the pseudo-wood demon spirit there, they might have hope of rebirth."

As soon as this sentence was said, Meng Huai Lao Ang looked at the starry sky and sighed again, "It's a pity that since the evil aura suddenly exploded between heaven and earth more than ten years ago, all things in the world were contaminated with evil aura, the new Wood Demon Spirit has disappeared, but what was reborn was that kind of monster - the evil demon demon of the Wood Demon!"

Hearing this, Ruotao asked casually: "Does the evil spirit of the wood spirit have anything to do with the wood spirit?"

"Of course it's related." Meng Huai Lao replied at this time: "Actually, there is nothing different in nature between the two."
Chapter completed!