Evolve from a Tree

Kadu looked at the giant dung beetle, and then turned back to look at the pothole, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Could it be that this dung beetle is the real guardian spirit?!"

"Could it be, did I fucking admit the wrong opponent!!"

"What's the point of my life?"

Kadu gave a bleak smile, and began to torture himself directly to the depths of his soul.

This three consecutive qualities completely defeated Kadu's strong psychological defense.

As the saying goes, a dike breaks a thousand miles.

That's the case with Kadu right now.

Life was at a dead end, he recognized the wrong opponent like an idiot, and even did stupid things that hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred, using all the means to deal with the guardian spirit on this unknown enemy.

Kadu looked at the black triangle fragment in his hand and the wound that was still bleeding out, his eyes turned black, and there was a suffocation in his chest rampaging.

Without waiting for the giant dung beetle to attack, I saw his body trembling, I don't know if it was anger or despair, rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and leaned back in a scream that made people cry .

thump!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded, and the hundreds of catties of corpses hit the ground, sending up waves of dust.

For some reason, the strings of beggar's clothes on his body and the full-body mask made of a thick layer of dust looked unusually harmonious in this environment.

He, Kadu, a genius endowed with great hope by the Black God Sect, actually pissed himself off to death!

The pale green dung beetle looked at this scene with two compound eyes, and was dumbfounded.

The ups and downs of things were so fast that it almost shut down its not-so-intelligent brain.

How did this little bug die like this? Isn't it calling me constantly?

Is it because I am too handsome, and after seeing my handsome face, I was so excited that I died on the spot? Or is my breath too strong?

Could it be that my behavior of firmly pushing shit is correct?

I am a genius for accumulating and evolving a powerful biochemical weapon through years of excrement.

The pale green dung beetle rolled its compound eyes, silently gave itself a thumbs up in its heart, and decided to resolutely carry out the excrement operation for 10,000 years and never waver!

Arch shit, long live!

Crash.

Suddenly, there was an abnormal movement in the pothole in front of him, which frightened the miserable green dung beetle to flutter its wings and take off three feet above the ground with a buzz.

This can't be blamed for its timidity, how can the guardian spirit be called timid? !

This is stability!

This is called prudence!

If it weren't for the essence of Gou Zhidao, how could it happily inherit the identity of the ancestor's guardian spirit, and at the same time happily carry out its own hobbies in this small world-the great cause of archery.

You know, there is a group of unscrupulous people in this world who are jealous of its identity and want to murder it all the time!

Those dead bugs, hmph, I will poison all of you to death when I am done with feces! ! !

The dung beetle became angry, and flapped its wings more frequently. He waited until he estimated that the distance was almost there before looking down with his compound eyes.

If it was the group of strange insects that came out below, it would definitely sneak away without saying a word.

If you don't achieve great feats, you will never leave the customs!

If it is something else, it will think about it first.

Wow~

A large hand with delicate wooden texture protruded from the pile of rocks. The dung beetle in the sky looked at this wooden hand, and its compound eyes showed extremely unprecedented longing.

At this moment, it felt that its favorite poop was not attractive in front of this wooden hand.

It smells so good, I want to eat it.