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Ziyi thought for a while and said, "Perhaps this grass is an instinctive reaction?"

Youchao nodded in agreement.

However, Suiren believed that it must be driven by Chen Daoyou.

Looking at the grass in front of him, Youchao was shocked beyond words, and said in amazement: "Which big Luo is really a good person, even though he has not left the customs, he is willing to use such a treasure to protect the human race. "

Suirenshi couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. A baby of this level is probably nothing to any great power, right?

After all, how can ordinary Da Luo be compared with Chen Daoyou?

However, Chen Daoyou is really too low-key, even his grass is as low-key as him, playing the role of a pig and eating a tiger to the fullest!

What was given to him casually was such a treasure, it was so arrogant and inhuman...

Suirenshi secretly marveled.

Ziyi also said with emotion: "I never thought that a fellow Taoist who is in the Daluo realm would be so attached to the human race, and would give such a treasure to the human race. We misunderstood him!"

Suirenshi was speechless, but it was hard to refute, so he could only follow up and say: "Yes, if Chen Daoyou hadn't given this grass to our human race, our human race would have been miserable today!"

Qingcao couldn't take it anymore after hearing what the third ancestor said.Its owner is just a Da Luo realm?

Also donate?

Ha ha!

Qingcao couldn't bear it anymore, and directly mocked with disdain: "Stupid humans, you don't know anything about the power of your master!"

Youchao:? ? ?

Ziyi: ...

This treasure can still speak?

This is really a spiritual treasure!

Not to mention the Ziyi and Youchao clans, even the Suiren clan was shocked.

The three of them had never seen a spiritual treasure, and their eyes were getting bigger and bigger.

So when the Third Patriarch visited Qingcao just now, Qingcao didn't know about it, but was too lazy to talk to them?

The fact is indeed the case, if it is not for the fact that they are getting more and more outrageous, Qingcao would not bother to talk to them!

Qingcao felt that the three ancestors of the human race were all fools, each of them seemed to have a diseased brain, so what's the fuss about?

If this allowed them to see the few things left in the master's cave, wouldn't they be killed on the spot by thunder?

Qingcao was very dissatisfied with the human race, held her head high, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, if it weren't for the master, Materia Medica wouldn't have come to this poor place to get along with you idiots!"

Originally planted in this hole, the grass was full of fire, but now it's all right, and I also met three idiots!

Qingcao was full of resentment, and almost chopped off the sword of the third ancestor!

Chapter 14 Human Patronus

Seeing that the grass is full of resentment, Suiren still doesn't understand, is this really a grass god?

Immediately said with a smile: "Yes yes yes, it is my honor that you can come to our human race!"

Youchao and Ziyi also reacted immediately, and praised Qingcao with smiles on their faces.

"Yes, you are simply supernatural. If it weren't for you, my human race would be gone!"

"If you feel uncomfortable staying in this cave, we will build you a special altar to worship you!"

Just kidding, this is the magic grass that can save the human race from fire and water!

What is an altar?

Even if Qingcao wanted a palace, the Third Patriarch would definitely build it without hesitation!

At this time, the third patriarch almost wrote on his face that he had found the treasure, and he was a constant stream of flattery to the grass!

They didn't feel that as the ancestors of the human race, they would lose face by doing so, but they enjoyed it.

Seeing that the Third Patriarch treated her so respectfully, the resentment in Qingcao's heart calmed down a bit, but she still said loftily: "Although I am lofty, I don't like being watched by others, so there is no need for an altar!"

The Third Patriarch immediately nodded in response, and at the same time was very moved.

My heart was full of brains, and I felt that Shencao is not the kind of person who wastes money and wastes money by relying on his own strength!

Suirenshi rubbed his hands together, and asked cautiously, "Well, Lord Shencao, how can I call you?"

Qingcao glanced at Suirenshi, still looking like the biggest laborer, and said to Suirenshi, "Remember, I am Nine Swords Star Grass!"

Suirenshi was taken aback, obviously he had never heard of this name.

But it doesn't matter!

The name of God Grass is of course the most prestigious name in the world!

Immediately, Suirenshi started his skinless and shameless mode, and continued to brag there without thinking: "Yes, yes, Lord Shencao is truly unparalleled in the world, rare in the world, and the strongest grass in the prehistoric world! Even God Mr. Cao’s name is so thunderous, resounding through the sky, unique!”

Youchao: ...

Ziyi: ...

The two were startled, is this the Suiren family?

Why didn't they realize before that Suirenshi's flattering skills are so slippery?

Its smoothness and proficiency are simply outrageous!

The Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass is very useful for Suirenshi's rainbow fart, and he said with satisfaction: "Well, it's good to know, don't look for me if you have nothing to do in the future, if the human race is in crisis, I will naturally take action!"

The third ancestor nodded immediately, and expressed his gratitude to the Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass.

This time, the three ancestors were more open-minded than the other, and they praised the Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass one after another!

It's just that the god grass doesn't seem to respond?

After that, the air fell into silence...

Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass gave the Third Patriarch a strange look, and said, "Aren't you going to continue? Let's go if you don't continue?"

The third ancestor was embarrassed, not because they didn't want to continue, but because they had run out of words that could be praised.