Take your son to get married

Chapter 129 The Wood Emperor Spirit 1
"Bang." At the moment when Mo Qianchen heard those words, there was only a clear and loud bang that exploded from Manshanzhuang. Under the bright white light, countless iron-black logs were blown away. It reveals the essence of wood that has been bred for an unknown number of years.

Immediately, everyone looked around with almost exhausted eyesight.

The white light is like water, flowing slowly.

In the center of the flowing white halo, a small white grass the size of a palm quietly floats in it. Its whole body is crystal clear and transparent, making it hard for people to take their eyes off at a glance.

And while everyone was watching with breathless concentration, the white grass began to change slowly. The fat calf, fat arms, fat little body, and the face like a lucky doll were all staring at her. rapid prototyping.

A palm-sized doll with a few leaves sprouting from its head.

"Hiss..." the voice gasped.

All the wood people there were stunned when they saw this. What can be extracted from this special wood will only be the form of vegetation, and they will definitely not cultivate themselves into human form. This...

The fat grass baby turned the halo, and slowly stopped in front of Mo Qianchen, and gently opened the eyes that had been closed all along.

Eyes like black grapes, clear to the bottom, pure and flawless.Mo Qianchen felt that she had never seen such beautiful eyes, which made one's heart a little purer at first sight.

Hei Putao blinked his eyes, blinked again, and then, bent deeply, smiled.

"Mother." The fat grass baby looked into Mo Qianchen's eyes, jumped up violently, and rushed towards Mo Qianchen's face with great joy and joy.

Clap, tightly hugging Mo Qianchen's face, the fat baby rubbed and kissed in great joy, and yelled affectionately, "Mother, mother."

amount……

Mo Qianchen's face was covered with black lines. Why is this little guy coming out of the wood screaming.

"Hey, what are you?" Feeling Mo Qianchen's embarrassment, Feng Shukuang stretched out his hand from Mo Qianchen's face, lifted the little guy by the grass on his head, and met his eyes.

What is this?
The fat baby looked at Feng Shukuang who frowned and looked at him, twisted his small body and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Daddy, the baby is very powerful."

Daddy... Feng Shukuang's face turned dark.

Where did he come from such a big son, it was still a rotten piece of wood.

"Daddy doesn't believe in the baby, so the baby will show Daddy what the baby is capable of." The fat baby saw Feng Shukuang's face darken, thinking that Feng Shukuang didn't believe in its power, and immediately broke free from Feng Shukuang's hand, turned around and walked towards the one who had crawled on the ground as soon as it came out. The eighth-level emperor rushed away.

"Little dog, you poor little dog, let you deprive other grasses of their vitality, I'll beat you to death." Dodging in front of the eighth-level emperor spirit, the fat baby clenched his fist and pointed at the little one who was a few laps bigger than it The leopard beat him.

The mighty eighth-level emperor spirit who had just been born was crawling on the ground, not daring to resist the fat baby's punches and kicks. He was dying to let the fat baby beat him, and he looked more obedient than a domestic puppy .

A few punches were enough for the eighth-level Emperor Jing, the fat baby snorted heavily, then turned flatteringly to look at He Feng Shu Kuang, and raised his hands in the air.

Immediately, the white light passed by, and all the dying Tianxuan grass essence and other essences conceived in the wood suddenly became as if they had taken some panacea. Grow, blossom, bear fruit...

(End of this chapter)