Mage Joan

"Brother Joan, rest assured, Ruby, I promise there will be no danger. If you don't believe you, just wait and see!"

"Miss Ruby" flapped her wings happily and turned her head back to the big flytrap.

Ruby first turned into a tiny blood mosquito, passing through the gap in the edge of the leaf pod and drilling into the still closed leaf pod.

"Ruby, Ruby? Don't you care?" Joan remotely tapped the shell of the leaf pod of the big flytrap by remotely controlling the "Mage's Hand". Liquid, don’t stay in it for too long, otherwise you will be burned by acid!"

"Brother Joan is assured that I have at least three ways to get out of the cage of leaf pods at any time."

Ruby returned to the form of a giant mosquito inside the leaf pod, let go of the belly and sucked the honey juice, and at the same time, through the "myth link", telepathic with Joan.

"Which three ways?"

Joanne himself is also a hopeless "curiosity baby", unconsciously being biased by Ruby.

"First of all, just like before, Ruby I can become a tiny mosquito, free to enter and exit from the edge of the blade."

"The second method is to use the "Any Gate" to send directly from the leaf pods."

"The last way is to bless yourself with'animal variation', increase your strength by 8 points, double your size, and forcibly open the leaf pods and get out!"

Joan nodded again and again and must admit that the three ideas Ruby envisioned were all feasible.

Since he helped Ruby develop his bloodline potential, "Miss Ruby" has newly awakened several bloodline spells, including the 4th ring of "Any Gate" and the 5th ring of "animal variation" she just mentioned.

Obtaining these new spells, in a sense, made Ruby more naughty. Perhaps for her, the powerful ability to cast spells is worthless if not used for fun.

Joan couldn't help but envy Ruby's optimistic attitude, and at the same time vaguely realized that Mrs. Josephine entrusted herself to care for Ruby, and it may not be that she really couldn't find a more suitable guardian than him, and the main reason is to find him a character. Complementary playmates forced him to temper his temper while taking care of Ruby, lest he become more and more lonely and introverted.

Taking care of naughty children is actually a difficult interaction, especially testing patience and negotiation skills. If you can obediently obey a "naughty bag" like Ruby, Joan feels that she is not afraid of dealing with anyone.

Unfortunately, from the present point of view, he is still far away from such a realm, and even a vague appearance has emerged-he can't restrain Ruby, so he joins Ruby and plays with her.

Joan couldn't help but shame.

If Mrs. Josephine knew that he had no way to deal with Ruby, but instead this little girl would lead her nose and run, I am afraid she would break her belly.

At this moment, the familiar noise came from the edge of the blade, and Ruby drilled out again, changing back to the form of a giant mosquito. The belly was bulging like a little pregnant woman.

"Brother Joan, find an empty kettle!"

Seeing her intentions, Joanne couldn't refuse, so she had to open the backpack, take out the spare kettle, pour out the water in the kettle, and make room.

Ruby inserted the slender mouthparts into the spout, and then squeezed out the honey juice temporarily stored in the belly, and installed most of the pots.

"Brother Joan, taste the honey I picked, and you like it!" Ruby urged excitedly.

"I don't want to drink your saliva..."

This is how to spit in the heart, but "Miss Ruby" has a difficult feeling, but Joan doesn't want to hurt her heart, but sips for it. The sweet and sweet taste slides down the throat into his belly, which makes him refreshed.

"Hey? It tastes better than expected!"

Joan sucked his mouth, and aftertaste it, he couldn't help but take another sip.

"How? Brother, Ruby, I didn't lie to you?"

Ruby shook his tentacles proudly, glanced at the mouth of the pot, and said to himself, "I'll go pick some honey and come back, fill this pot, and keep us on the road!"

Joan also wanted to dissuade, Ruby had turned his head and flew away, and happily sang his own chord.

"Bang Biao Biao Biao Biao Biao Biao! I'm a little bee, little bee, happy little bee~~"

However, she had just flown to the big flytrap before it could be transformed. The big flytrap responded first — pulling out the roots from the mud, like a stumbling elderly man, Turn around and slowly creep into the depths of the swamp, seeming to stay away from Ruby.

"Ah! Honey ran away! Honey ran away!"

Ruby fluttered his wings in surprise and yelled.

Joan was also taken aback at first, but suddenly thought that the giant flytrap is a "supernatural activated plant", although most of the time it takes root like ordinary plants, but when they encounter an irresistible natural enemy It will also use roots to act as legs and feet like a "tree man", as far as possible from danger.

Obviously, for the giant flytrap, which was stolen honey, Ruby is its natural enemy.

Can't afford the quirky "Miss Ruby" of the elves, the big flytrap has to choose the best strategy.

However, things are not that simple.

"Large flytrap, don't run!"

After Ruby's initial surprise, she flapped her wings vigorously and chased her.

"Ruby, stop chasing!"

Qiao An couldn't help but sympathize with the severely crushed flytrap, even if it was "Karma wool", he couldn't hold a sheep to the Karma...

However, Ruby didn't intend to let go of it. His wings fell on the leaf pods of Venus flytrap, his eyes lit up, and he thought of a good idea.

"Miss Ruby" lowered her head sharply, using her mouthpart as a sword, and scratched a scar on the blade to seep juice.

Ruby twisted his body, turned into a plume of blood, and drilled into the scars on the leaves of the giant flytrap.

The plant of Dionaea muscipula trembles violently, like a mad sheep. It takes about half a minute to calm down and slowly turn around. The lower limb with its twisted roots twisted back to Joan.

"Ruby, you are..." Joan looked puzzled at the big flytrap. "You shouldn't be..."

The large flytrap was silent, swinging its rattan and leaves dancing wildly.

"Seagrass seaweed! Just like a seaweed! Seagrass seaweed! Ruby like a seaweed! Dancing in the waves, waving with the waves..."

Along with the hot dance of Venus Flytrap, Joan felt Ruby's laugh through the "myth link".

All this confirmed his guess and couldn't help but sigh.

"Miss Ruby", who is full of ghost ideas, just used her unique bloodline spell-4th ring "parasitic technique"-turned into a group of virus spores, parasitized in the body of the big flytrap, completely dominating this poor Plants, making them puppets manipulated by themselves.

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