Demon Hunter and His Hut

Before Roger came forward to help, Gewei's petite body stepped back, and at the same time stretched out a hand to resist the flying figure.

At this time, an angry voice came from the room.

"Why do not you go to hell?!"

Then a tall green figure walked out of it.

And Roger also saw the appearance of a creature like a tree spirit for the first time.

The man who walked out was close to 1.9 meters tall and his skin was light green. Although his voice sounded rough, his facial features were very delicate, even more than some human females.

His limbs are longer than ordinary people, and the muscles on his arms are not bloated.

The tree sperm who was held by Gewei was a little shorter, and was a lot worse than the man at the door in terms of size.

"If it wasn't for your instigation, how could Lori move that **** sword!"

The man growled.

"He is your best friend, and he will get married next month."

There was some choking in the voice.

Another person wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth but said nothing, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Gewei, you are here."

The tall man also noticed both Roger at this time, but his gaze passed automatically from Roger.

Gewei's face was also ugly, "It turned out to be Lori."

Gewei also knew the dead tree spirit.

"Tell us what happened in detail."

"And how did Lori die?"

Roger asked.

"You come with me." The tall man sighed, and walked back with Roger and the other two.

Most of the buildings in the village are placed on trees, and the branches of the trees are connected together to form a large area in mid-air.

The house on the tree is exquisite and looks like a sky garden from a distance.

Pushing the door open, lying on a wooden bed made of rattan and grass, a pale young man lay open a hole in his right hand, the wound was rolled but no trace of blood was visible.

"After he came back, he fell ill, and when he got better, he became a trance. He wandered around the village every day and didn't know what he was looking for."

"The others are the same."

"We even went to the woman in the woods, but she didn't find anything unusual after checking it."

"A trivial wound killed him."

"Is he the first to draw a sword?"

Roger spoke suddenly.

The man was taken aback for a moment, but then he seemed to understand something.

"You mean... there will be others?"

"I'm just guessing."

Roger was also a little uncertain.

"Is Lori the first sword they discovered?"

"where?"

Roger asked again.

"The cemetery in the village."

The man glanced at Roger, "There is a forbidden area, and outsiders can't enter."

"Isn't it OK for Gewei?"

The man stubbornly shook his head.

"Neither women nor outsiders are allowed to enter there."

Roger suddenly felt a little tricky.

"Apart from your cemetery, has that sword appeared anywhere else?"

The man nodded.

"Before Lori's accident, many people said that they had seen it, but after the accident, everyone said that they had never seen the sword again."

This is not easy.

Roger frowned, and he glanced at Gewei.

Gewei sighed, "It's also the first time I have encountered such a weird thing. The cursed items in the past were controlled by someone. Just find the manipulator and solve him."

"The trouble disappeared."

Hearing Gewei's words, Roger suddenly thought of something, "Speaking of the manipulator, Lori was the one who discovered the sword in the stone with the young man just now, right?"

"But why among the two, only Lori held the sword. Everyone is young. Under normal circumstances, one person has tried it, and the other person will try it whatever he says."

Roger had to doubt this strange situation.

"Do the two of them usually contradict each other?"

Roger first thought of women. Since Lori is about to get married, will it be because of this...

Such thoughts flashed in his mind, but Roger didn't say a word. He didn't understand the situation here, so it was inappropriate to directly say such a guess.

"You mean Jöringle."

The man sighed, "He is a good boy. A few days ago, when he and Lori went up the mountain together, he met a beast. During the battle, his hands were hurt."

"It is for this reason that he did not try to pull out the sword."

Injured... draw the sword.

Could this be a coincidence?

Roger and Gewei walked out of the room until they were far away before Gewei spoke, "I know what you were going to ask, but that is impossible."

"Tree spirits are loose by nature, advocating freedom, and there is no such feeling of jealousy in their cognition."

"They are best friends, and peace has been here for many years. It is absolutely impossible to kill the same people because of their feelings."

Roger didn't say a word. It was the first time he came here to deal with things related to the cursed items, so he couldn't make judgments.

"While it's still early, let's find someone in the forest."

"The woman just mentioned?"

Gewei nodded.

"It's a witch in the woods."

"She is different from the witch in the normal understanding. She is a special race."

"You better be careful."

"Because they like to swallow the liver of young men the most."

"There are a lot of her eyes and ears in the forest, she may be able to help us find the sword."

"We must come back before dark."

"The forest at night and the daytime are two worlds."

"They have their own owners."

Roger nodded. If the day belongs to the dryad, then the night naturally belongs to the monsters wandering in the dark.

This time without riding a horse, Gewei led Roger directly into the woods. Sometimes she would stretch out her palm to stick to the big tree beside her, and sometimes summon a running elk.

The emerald green pupils reflected the brilliance of nature, and no beasts or poisonous snakes tried to attack them all the way.

"Is it a spell or a special talent of the race?"

Roger saw an arm-thick patterned python on Gewei's body but didn't attack her, he couldn't help but asked curiously.

"All right."

As I walked, the surrounding trees became sparse, the fragrance of flowers disappeared, replaced by a bit of rancidity.

Separating the branches, a dilapidated thatched hut appeared in front of you, with various brightly colored flowers and herbs planted in front of the hut.

A python with the thickness of a bucket was sitting on the side ~www.NovelMTL.com~ When someone approached, he spit out his tongue and made faint noises.

"The pure forest fairy will approach the filthy place where we live."

A voice came from where the giant python was coiled.

rustle.

The coiled boa constrictor swam to the side, and a woman with gray hair covering her face revealed her figure.

The reason why she can see that she is a woman is because of the two points exposed in the other party's rag-like clothes.

"Jie Jie..."

The woman gave a weird laugh, "Young man, what are you looking at?"

"Do you like my body?"

Roger gave a dry smile, "Don't get me wrong, Madam."

"I'm just taking a look for one of my friends."