Chapter 270

"You explain." There seemed to be a layer of frost between the brows of Buyehou who was holding his wrist. "I'm listening."

Emperor House: "..."

I mean, sometimes, um, can elders please not be too serious about such harmless issues?

"I feel fine now... I eat well, sleep well..." Diwu felt so guilty that his eyes wandered away, "I am living a comfortable life just like I am in retirement."

Emperor Xiu: “……?”

This time it was his turn to use his fist.

Di Xiu took a deep breath in his heart, telling himself that the person in front of him was the injured clan leader, and he couldn't get angry and hit him a few times like usual.

Buye Housi ignored his cunning excuses and got to the point: "I'm asking about your injury."

He stressed: "Why not take treatment seriously?"

Di Wu and Buyehou met eyes. There was a kind of stubbornness in Buyehou's eyes that he didn't understand, as if his injury was an extremely important issue, so he asked questions in an uncharacteristically aggressive manner.

Diwu's heart trembled inexplicably, and he felt guilty and remorseful. He avoided the gaze, lay back on the lawn, and said lazily: "It's just that it's very troublesome to treat. I don't think it's necessary..."

He covered his eyes with his hands and muttered unhappily, "It must have been that bastard Kuang Mian who let it slip, otherwise you definitely wouldn't know..."

Everyone in the know knew that he was injured, but the Emperor's House had warned everyone about his specific injuries, and repeatedly told them not to tell anyone else about it, especially not to tell Yu Tu. Now, whether Yu Tu knew about it or not is another matter, but the senior Marquis Buye came directly to "call for justice" - when this is over, he will definitely cut Kuang Mian into pieces!!!

"If the treatment is troublesome, then you don't want to treat it. Is this your reason?"

Di Wu suddenly felt a weight on his forehead as the palm of Buyehou was pressing on his head with such force that he almost pressed him into the soil of the lawn. Di Wu had the illusion that the senior Buyehou was going crazy so he decided to just bury him out of sight, out of mind.

Diwu: "Calm down! Calm down—hiss!!"

The severe pain spread from his head to his whole body. If he was not sure that Marquis Buye had no ill intentions towards him, Diwu would have almost rebelled. Even when he was fighting with Canglong and was covered in wounds, he didn't feel this much pain!

If Di Wu could look inward at his own condition, he would find that a huge amount of energy was surging from his head to his limbs. This energy, which was purer than spiritual energy, repaired the damaged meridians and removed the diseased organs from his damaged internal organs. It then strangled the spiritual energy that did not belong to Di Wu, and wherever it went, it became brand new.

During the repair process, Diwu was sweating profusely from the pain and almost screamed out in shame—Senior Buyehou definitely did it on purpose, his sense of pain was several times more sensitive than usual!

When this hellish "torture" was over, Diwu opened his eyes weakly. It was not an act, he was really in so much pain that he had no strength left—he saw a face that was so pale that there was not a trace of blood.

Such a large and delicate operation is also a huge burden on the operator.

Marquis Buye withdrew his hand. He wanted to stand up, but in the end he staggered and sat down next to the emperor's house.

This treatment lasted a long time, until the sun and moon changed and the moonlight covered the hillside. Looking at the exhausted face, Diwu sat up in a daze. His white hair had turned black, and the moonlight fell on it, looking like soft and exquisite satin.

Diwu couldn't tell how he felt. He knew that he should thank Senior Buyehou now, and then make excuses for the fact that he didn't receive treatment and get away with it.

This is exactly what we should do.

Ke Diwu twirled his black hair with his fingertips and said gloomily, "Senior... this is not worth it."

Buyehou looked at him. The stubbornness in his eyes did not disappear, but seemed to grow stronger. He said, "I know everything."

"Robert is still young. Such a cruel future will only destroy him. Forcing you to take over will only destroy you." Diwu heard Buyehou whispering something that seemed to have no beginning or end. "I woke up at the right time. I am more suitable than you."

Although the Plant Clan had collected information about Marquis Buye, they had very little actual contact with him in the past year or so. The only connection between Marquis Buye and the Plant Clan was a small tea tree seedling.

Although they are all plants, the Marquis of Buye does not seem to have much desire to communicate with others. He will only help people who accidentally enter his teahouse. He seems to have a complex connection with this world, but also seems to exist alone in the world.

"I had already made preparations before I knew anything about you. Don't worry, I did it voluntarily." Diwu sighed, "I just lost my memory, I didn't become a fool."

No one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do. After the barrier is broken, the plant tribe will also suffer a huge impact, and there may even be a devastating disaster. He is not doing this for humans, but only for his own tribe that he wants to protect.

"Robert is really young and grew up in the West, so no one is optimistic about this plan." Diwu tried to make the topic of their discussion lighter, "So there is no other way. Only a genius like me can handle such a difficult task~"

He looked into the eyes of Buyehou. Those eyes were gray, as if there was a tired soul behind them. "Even without you, this plan will be implemented."

"Now that you've finally woken up, take care of the tea tree seedlings, drink some tea, and experience new things in the world." Diwu's tone was very cheerful. "Don't worry too much. If you worry about everything, you will be exhausted to death."

"I don't like raising cubs." Buyehou looked at him, speaking every word seriously, "You have to live."

Diwu complained half-seriously, "Why are you still bringing the forced tree?"

The deep stubbornness in those eyes that came from nowhere made Diwu feel extremely worried. It seemed that the Marquis of Buye's cognition was a little distorted. He seemed to have a very strong desire to protect in some aspects. This might be related to his long experience. But the problem was that no one could find out his complete past. They could only infer an inaccurate outline from the clues.

While he was worried in the Imperial House, he suddenly heard a question that made his hair stand on end—

"The tribe leaders who disappeared from the demon tribe are all in the forbidden area of ​​the grass tribe, right?"

When Yu Tu released his energy to save Di Wu, his perception was heightened to an almost impossible level of sharpness. He felt that there were many spiritual powers in the forbidden area that were different from those of the plant clan. Even the contract between him and Xiao Hui in his mind had a subtle connection that was almost imperceptible.

———There are so many people of different races in the forbidden area, it is impossible for the Emperor’s House not to know about it.

Emperor House: "..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "How much did that bastard Kuang Mian tell you?!"

Why take eight pieces? Just take eighty pieces!

Yu Tu: “He didn’t say.” I just guessed it myself.

But before he could finish his words, everything in front of him changed color - the consumption of treating Emperor Wu was too great, and the body of Buyehou, which was constructed of energy, could not hold on for the time being.

He disappeared before the Emperor's eyes like a puff of smoke.

Diwu's heart skipped a beat, and he urgently communicated with the forbidden area to confirm whether Marquis Buye had broken into the forbidden area. They could treat him if there was a disagreement, but Diwu was also afraid that he would run there if there was a disagreement!

I can't win when I fight, and I can't stop when I fight. It's really a headache!

Fortunately, the feedback from the forbidden area was negative.

Diwu heaved a sigh of relief, but soon became worried again - after asking the question, he coldly gave an answer and disappeared. Could it be that Senior Buyehou was angry?

Di Wu took out his cell phone and wanted to call Yu Tu, but before he unlocked the phone, he heard Di Xiu's calm voice—

"Chief, explain it to me first before you get busy."

Di Wu's expression froze on his face instantly. He turned his head and saw Di Xiu standing at the top of the hill with his arms folded. The moonlight was projected on his face, half bright and half dark, with an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"What's the plan?"

"Why is there a demon tribe leader in a forbidden area where only you are allowed to pass?"

Emperor House: "..."

The treatment was extremely painful. After the pain subsided, he only paid attention to Senior Buyehou. He even forgot that Di Xiu was still nearby and had not left.

Finished.

It’s decided. He will tear Kuang Mien into 108 pieces!

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In the closed teahouse, on the recliner behind the counter, a shadow gradually appeared, from virtual to real.

Yu Tu opened his eyes in the teahouse.

If the treatment of the patriarch had not consumed so much energy, he would have gone to the forbidden area to find out what was going on. The feeling of having half of the secret revealed but not being able to continue was really too painful.

Di Wu is not a fool. With this question, at least in the short term, the invitation from Buyehou to visit the Grass and Wood Clan will not be approved.

What a pity.

Next time I'll go there quietly with my original body.

Yu Tu sat up straight and spread out the palm of his left hand. A complex black rune gradually emerged from the empty palm - that was the mark that was peeled off from the patriarch's body when he used energy to heal the patriarch.

The clan leader was not qualified to become a plant spirit, and Yu Tu didn't know what method the Alien Bureau was going to use to upgrade him, but he now knew exactly what method Canglong was using.

The fact that Juanshengjuansi had been studying for more than a year was not in vain. Although Yu Tu did not understand the full effect of this formation, he could see the role of some of the main formation patterns: stimulating the consciousness to go crazy and adding many negative effects.

Once this kind of stimulation is activated, especially when it acts on an unstable soul, it will only cause the stimulated soul to go on a killing spree.

After the chief lost his memory, he turned into a tree. If he goes berserk, the first to suffer are the grass tribe - no one in the grass tribe has a fighting power that can match that of the chief.

In the end, there are only two possibilities: either the clan leader kills all the plants in the grass clan and upgrades on the spot after absorbing the essence of all the plants in the grass clan; or the clan leader kills all the plants and wakes up on his own, breaking through in the most desperate pain.

Either possibility made Yu Tu angry.

He slowly closed his palms and pressed his slender fingers on the black rune. He didn't quite understand this rune, but it unexpectedly fit his thinking. In other words, although he didn't quite understand it, he knew how to take it apart.

Except for the energy used to maintain the shape of the teahouse, all the rest poured into the runes. The complex black runes began to dissipate from the edges and slowly collapsed to the core.

The black rune eventually dissipated into attributeless spiritual power, but left a burning mark on his palm.