"Master, the tree man will fall into sleep when he is seriously injured, and I feel it is too." Luo Li has sensitively sensed the strange aura on the tree. After all, as a tree elves, sometimes, she can feel the same aura.

This tree is definitely not a sheltering tree that lives in the tree elves, but can only be a tree man.

"Master, this should be the iron tree tree. If it grows up, it will be invulnerable to swords and guns, and even magical attacks cannot cause damage to it..." Luo Li said in surprise: "If it can wake up, the master will have another powerful tree tree."

When Romon heard this, he was very moved and immediately decided to say, "Plant it again, plant it on the hills so that it can wake up faster!"

"Yes, master!" Luo Li responded loudly.

When the tree moved to the hills, Romon saw two ancient trees, and there were no new tree people raising them.

"Master, there were too few tree spirits in the space, so we had to speed up the nurturing, which consumed our strength and the power of the ancient tree." Luo Li lowered her head embarrassedly: "Now, there are more and more sisters, and the ancient tree is going to rest."

Romon nodded with a smile: "You have this idea, it's good. Don't worry, even if you don't look for a big tree, I will find a way to search for your fellow tribe, but this method is not easy to find!"

After searching for such a large area, there are only about one hundred tree spirits. The few survivors, the wide distribution, and the difficulty of searching can be seen.

Luo Li shook her hand: "There is always a way, master, I will become stronger and stronger until I can run further and further, and search for more and more companions. I feel that there is still in this forest, really!"

"I believe you will!" Romon touched her head and said softly.

He remembered the last time that after he made a promise, she ran on the hills and shouted loudly: "We tree spirits, finally have our own home."
Chapter completed!