Before Roger could come forward to help, Gewei's petite body retreated, and at the same time, she stretched out her hand to resist the figure that was flying over.

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

"Why don't you die?!"

Immediately afterwards a tall green figure walked out of it.

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

The man who walked out was nearly 1.9 meters tall, his skin was light green, and although his voice sounded rough, his facial features were very delicate, even more than a few human women.

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

The tree spirit held by Gewei was a little short, and in terms of body shape, it was much worse than the man at the door.

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

The man roared.

"He is your best friend, he is going to get married next month."

There was a little choking in the voice.

The other man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth but did not say a word, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Gewei, you are here."

The tall man also noticed Roger and the others at this time, but his eyes automatically passed by Roger.

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

It seems that Gewei knows this dead tree spirit, too.

"Tell us about the process of the matter in detail."

"And how did Lori die?"

Roger asked.

"You guys 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, forming a large area in the air.

The houses on the trees are exquisite, and from a distance they look like a garden in the sky.

Pushing open the door, a pale young man lay on the wooden bed woven by vines and grass. A hole in his right hand was cracked, and the wound was rolled up but no trace of blood was seen.

"After he came back, he got sick. After he recovered, he became trance and wandered around the village every day, not knowing what he was looking for."

"The other few people are similar."

"We even went to find the woman in the woods, but after checking, she found no abnormalities."

"A tiny wound killed him."

"Is he the first person to draw his sword?"

Roger suddenly spoke.

The man was stunned at first, but then he seemed to understand something.

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

"I'm just guessing."

Roger was also a little confused.

"Is this sword the first time Lori and the others discovered?"

“Where is it?”

Roger asked again.

“The cemetery in the village.”

The man glanced at Roger, "It's a forbidden area, and outsiders cannot enter."

"Isn't Gewei okay?"

The man shook his head stubbornly.

"Women and outsiders are not allowed to enter there."

Roger suddenly felt a little tricky.

"Has that sword appeared anywhere except your cemetery?"

The man nodded.

"Before the accident, many people said they had seen it, but after the incident, everyone said they had never seen the sword again."

This is not easy to deal with.

Roger frowned, and he glanced at Gewei.

Gewei sighed, "It's the first time I've encountered such a weird thing. There are people behind the curse items in the past. Just find the controller and deal with him."

"The trouble disappeared."

Hearing Gewei say this, Roger suddenly thought of something, "When it comes to the controller, is Lori from the Stone Sword discovered with the young man just now?"

"But why among the two people, only Lori holds that sword? They are all young people. Under normal circumstances, one person has tried it, and the other person will try it."

This strange situation forced Roger to doubt it.

"Does the two of them have conflicts?"

The first thing Roger thought of was a woman. Since Lori was about to get married, would this be the reason...

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

"You mean Yolinger."

The man sighed, "He is a good guy. A few days ago, he met a wild beast while he was going up the mountain with Lori. During the battle, he suffered a little injury to both hands."

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

Injured...draw the sword.

Is this a coincidence?

Roger and Gewei walked out of the room until they walked away, and Gewei said, "I know what you were going to ask just now, but that's impossible."

"The tree spirits are distracted by nature, advocate freedom, and have no jealousy in their perception."

"They are best friends. They have been peaceful here for many years. It is impossible to kill the same tribe because of their feelings."

Roger did not say anything. He came here for the first time to deal with matters related to cursed items, and could not make any judgments.

"While it was still early, we went to the forest to find someone."

"The woman I mentioned just now?"

Gewei nodded.

"As a witch in the forest."

"She is different from the witches in normal understanding, she is considered a special race."

"You'd better be careful."

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

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

"We must come back before it gets dark."

“The forest at night and the day are two worlds.”

"They have their own owners."

Roger nodded. If the day belongs to the tree spirit, then the night naturally belongs to the monsters wandering in the darkness.

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

The emerald green pupils reflected the brilliance of nature. As we walked along the way, no beasts or poisonous snakes tried to attack them.

"Is it a spell or a special talent for race?"

Roger saw a patterned python as thick as an arm on Gewei but did not attack her, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"All of them are."

As we walked, the surrounding trees became sparse, the fragrance of flowers disappeared, and replaced by a little rotten smell.

Split the branches, a dilapidated thatched hut appeared before my eyes, and various brightly colored flowers and herbs were planted in front of the hut door.

A python as thick as a bucket was plated on one side. When someone approached, he stuck out his tongue and made a slight sound.

"The pure fairy in the forest will actually approach the filthy land of our lives."

A voice came from the place where the python was coiled.

rustle.

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

The reason why she can tell whether she is a woman is because of the two points exposed in the other person's rag-like clothes.

"Hehe..."

The woman laughed strangely, "Young man, what are you looking at?"

"Do you like my body?"

Roger laughed dryly, "Don't get me wrong about ma'am."
Chapter completed!