Arrogant Snake King: Snake Concubine, give me a hug

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But this is a very bad defensive posture. Around the three of them, the attacking branches are blooming inward.

The thick cold power of Xuanqing Qi slowed down their speed a lot, so inside the green cocoon, there were flowers all over the sky, reflecting the white light of the sacred department, it was so beautiful that it was in a mess.

The flower looks like an insect's wings, with clear and clear veins. If you look deeper, you can see that the space is slightly distorted in it, but the three people present didn't bother to feel it.

At this time, the cage formed by countless plants suddenly loosened, and within a few seconds, the layers of branches turned into dead branches, and the flowers withered quickly, and no dangerous seeds were produced. [

The power on Xuanyuan Xuantian's body suddenly expanded and fired, and it seemed that it was compressed a bit and became stronger.

The entire space was shrouded in a layer of faint white light, but it was even more dead silent than before.

And the prehistoric plant of unknown gender is still standing there in good condition.

At this moment, the usual blankness was gone on his face, and his eyes were wide open, showing a little surprise.

It was only then that Xuanyuan Xuantian realized that it was probably conscious, but it was just unwilling to show it just now, or it hadn't been forgotten for a long time.

Its translucent white pupils are staring at the plants, and its expression is almost like that of a child—maybe the IQ of plants develops slowly.

"A shadow tree, I haven't seen a plant from my hometown for a long time." It said happily, and the voice it made was also indistinguishable from male and female, but it was a bit like a child.

"Shadow tree? What's that?" Ling Xiaotu felt strange, at this time the little radish demon who had been hiding all this time also showed his head.

It seemed very curious, and didn't understand what the prehistoric plant in front of it said, and it didn't even have any idea of ​​its own species.

"Oh my god, it actually knows me too, Mommy." The little radish demon was a little uneasy in Ling Xiaotu's arms, and even more excited.

That prehistoric plant actually stopped the flowers on its body, and seemed to have suddenly let go of its murderous aura, and it didn't feel bothered by the little radish at all, perhaps because this ancient-looking prehistoric plant was not very old mentally.

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