Spatial hoarding: super strong wood superpowers

"Sorry, these two children implicated you."

Jiang Wen rubbed his forehead against the two children's cheeks, "I watched them be born, and I brought them to the present. I dare say that there is no more obedient child than them."

Cheng Jing held her breath in her chest and felt extremely uncomfortable. She glanced around and shot a vine at the roof of a five-story residential building not far away, placing three people on it.

After she left the machete to Jiang Wen, she chased in the direction of Zhao Tiancheng and the doctor.

After walking to the end of the side road, there were two forks in front of her. When she didn't know which direction to turn, an unusually harsh laughter came from the street on the right.

"Haha! You lost to me in the end, although I don't know, what's wrong with the self-explosive chip in your head? You're still going to die in my hands."

Cheng Jing quietly walked into the street on the right, and an old man with gray hair was facing her.

The old man squatted on the ground, as if looking at something?
Cheng Jing took two steps forward, and she happened to be able to see the face of the master clearly. It was Zhao Tiancheng. He was covered in blood, like a rag doll, lying on the ground, allowing the old man to kick him.

The old man was tired from kicking, and he held his chest and kept panting, "Experiment No. [-], I know you can hear it, if you never betray me from now on, I will give you half of the Huanyang grass." .

You know, this is the one I cultivated carefully, and it is the only one in the whole world that can restore the last breath of the people back to the original.

If you keep being stupid, I'll eat the whole plant.

When the time comes, you will just lie here and wait, your body will be torn apart bit by bit by the zombies, and you will die in pain.

If you agree, just blink your eyes, otherwise I will treat it as your rejection. "

Cheng Jing put one hand on the ground, a finger-thick vine condensed from her palm, and quickly approached the doctor along the ground.

Five meters, four meters...one meter, when it is about to succeed.

The old man turned around sharply. He held a green grass in one hand, and a transparent glass bottle filled with black liquid in the other.

The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile, a little black liquid dripped onto the vine, and the whole vine quickly withered.

Cheng Jing reacted very quickly and cut off the connection with the vines in time, otherwise she would be implicated as well.

"It turns out that there is also a peeping mouse."

"I'm a little mouse, what are you? An old mouse?"

The old man was not angry at all, his eyes kept sweeping over Cheng Jing, and he couldn't help nodding in satisfaction.

"That's right, you have the ability to replace No. [-] and become the new No. [-]. Then the former No. [-] with only one breath left can disappear forever."

He put the glass bottle on top of Zhao Tiancheng's body, and explained to Cheng Jing in a rare mood: "Don't underestimate this black liquid, it is extremely corrosive, no matter how powerful the supernatural being is, as long as it is touched A little bit of it will be reduced to a heap of ashes in no time."

Cheng Jing stood there expressionless, staring coldly at the wrinkled old man without saying a word.

The old man frowned, and asked puzzledly: "Aren't you the girlfriend of the previous number one? He did a lot of things against me for you."

"Didn't you investigate the relationship between us? Why bother to ask more questions. "

"The news brought back by your subordinates shows that the two of you have a very good relationship, but you don't seem to care about his life at all?"

Cheng Jing sneered and asked, "If I cared about him, you would let him go."

"Maybe if you ask me, I will consider it."

"Unfortunately, I don't like asking for help."