Take your son to get married

Chapter 111
"Eat him, eat him..."

"Let him make flower clay..."

"Hungry, eat him..."

"..."

At the same moment, Mo Qianchen clearly heard the sounds of the plants that were alive all over the mountain, which was the automatic resonance between them.

She could actually hear the conversations of these ordinary plants. Does that mean she can communicate with them? Mo Qianchen immediately listened.

But at this moment, Feng Shukuang, who was beside Mo Qianchen, looked at such a scene with a gloomy expression in his eyes, but his expression remained unchanged, and the black gun in his hand flickered slightly.

Immediately, black light shines down instantly, and the plants and trees rushing towards Feng Shukuang are directly smashed into pieces by the flash of black light, and fall to the ground one after another.

The weakness of the vegetation, how can it be compared with the madness of the wind.

However, before the elites of the human race were happy, the scene in front of them made them all lose their voices.

The grass that was strangled by the black light and turned into powder, the moment it fell to the ground, it immediately grew into a new grass and rushed towards Feng Shukuang.

Just now, the light of the black gun flashed, more than a thousand pieces of grass were destroyed, and more than ten million pieces were smashed. At this time, these ten million pieces of grass ash are directly forming vegetation, which is equivalent to thousands of attacks on the enemy for no reason.

"Currently and again." Seeing this, Feng Shukuang frowned slightly.

Tens, tens, hundreds, hundreds, thousands... This cycle goes on and on, and the result of never dying is that there will always be more and more enemies.

Unexpectedly, the first person that the Wood Clan met would be able to know such a rare thaumaturgy.

"I have some knowledge." Hearing Feng Shukuang's words, the purple-red hair curled up at the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly.

Feng Shukuang's face flickered when he heard the words. He was the only one who underestimated others. Who dared to speak of him in this tone. He didn't say much at the moment, raised his finger to shoot the black gun in his hand, and the black gun suddenly made a loud buzzing sound. Like lightning, it goes straight to the purple-haired person.

It cannot be broken again and again, only its true self can be taken.

As long as the purple-haired man is killed, this repeated attack will naturally break.

"Yo, if you want to kill me, then do it." The purple-haired man looked at the lifeless black gun, with a smile on his face but a red light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, a clump of grass fell from the sky in front of him, directly blocking the black gun.

The wind was surging, and the murderous aura soared instantly.

"We are friends, don't attack us." At this time, Mo Qianchen suddenly squatted down, talking softly to the plants that rushed over.

"Are you crazy?" Feng Shukuang looked distracted from his busy schedule, and was directly pissed off by Mo Qianchen's actions. One Buddha ascended to heaven, and two Buddhas were born. Is this Mo Qianchen looking for a beating?
However, before Feng Shukuang cursed, the plants that had been rushing towards Feng Shukuang suddenly slowed down, and the grassy heart seemed to be turned towards Mo Qianchen.

Hey, what's going on?Feng Shukuang couldn't help looking at Mo Qianchen.

With a smile all over his face, Mo Qianchen stretched out his hand to caress the little grass and flowers beside him: "I will be sad if you eat my friend."

Accompanied by Mo Qianchen's words, a dark green light appeared faintly on Mo Qianchen's arm.

In this light, the wild plants all over the mountain that were rushing towards the wind stopped, and stood swaying in place, as if they were fluttering in the wind and started to stretch their bodies, and stopped attacking.

"Huh..." The four different flower gates, which had retreated far away, saw the branches and leaves swaying in surprise, what's going on?

(End of this chapter)