Plants of Another World Offense and Defense

The exquisite wooden house is hung under the mother tree. The witch doctor is sitting outside the wooden house, singing songs with his friends, and seems to be in a good mood.

"Why are you in a bad mood these days?"

"Hey, it's not that the man in his room didn't wake up, he feels distressed."

"Who?"

"Mixed blood."

"Oh, I see."

The witch doctor gave them a blank look, and pushed them to play by themselves, don't bother him to treat the illness, it was also strange that all the wounds were healed, but people just didn't wake up, and I don't know why?

"He didn't wake up either?"

The patriarch dragged his roots and legs to wander under the mother tree, looking up at the distraught witch doctor.

His family members didn't wake up either, so he was going to ask the witch doctor to see if there were any undiscovered wounds.Maybe there was a wound in the body so he didn't wake up?

After all, he is not a witch doctor and doesn't know these things.

"Go to my place to see him. It's been three days and he's still unconscious."

The witch doctor turned his head to look at the people in the room, and shook his head flexibly but refused to go!

The patriarch sighed, and the gentle smile on his face was almost unstoppable. He said maliciously, "What if he is your wife's brother? If he wakes up and asks you for someone, what do you tell him?"

The witch doctor thought about it, and nodded helplessly.

It seemed that the patriarch liked that ugly vegetative person very much, and the witch doctor couldn't go too far. He pouted while holding the shell, fluttered his wings and reluctantly followed the patriarch to find the vegetative person.

It's really ugly.

No hair, bald head.

With no lower body, the green vines are so eye-catching.

She has no good looks, her pale yellow face is swollen into a pie face, and her facial features are gone!

Treating such an ugly person, and this person may be inextricably related to his wife, he can't wait to fly back and lock himself in the house without seeing anyone.

But what if the daughter-in-law wakes up and finds an ugly vegetable?

But what if the daughter-in-law can't find an ugly vegetable and doesn't want to be with him?

With such messy thoughts in mind, the witch doctor followed the patriarch to his house. The patriarch is two meters tall, how can he live on the mother tree like them?

He is the one who wants to inherit the responsibility of the mother tree and become a big tree.

So the patriarch's house was at the other end, and after flying over for a while, the patriarch opened the door, and there was a comatose vegetative person lying on a bed covered with thick animal skins.

The emerald green plants surged on the bed, those pale yellow liquids kept pouring out of his body, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

The originally swollen and disfigured face has returned to normal, but it is still light yellow, and now it looks normal.

Seeing that the ugly vegetative person can still see, the witch doctor approached and raised his hand to check. There is no major wound, but what is this pale yellow liquid?

Wipe a little and smell it, the bloody smell that rushes to the nose.

is blood!

Vegetative blood is still like this, but after thinking about it, the blood of the patriarch is still black, the blood of the pale yellow is so so, and the blood of the baby is still golden!

Bleeding, is it broken inside?

The witch doctor came to a conclusion, broke open the shell and grabbed a handful of leaves from the mother tree, and stuffed them into the green wriggling leaves.

"Patriarch, it's okay, I'll just feed some leaves from the mother tree."

"More than a little."

"what?"

Following the line of sight of the patriarch, the witch doctor found that the green vines had burrowed directly into the shell, rolled up a lot of leaves of the mother tree happily, and shook the silver leaves triumphantly. The witch doctor became angry when he saw it, and he slammed the shell shut , kicked the emerald green vine, which made the patriarch's heart ache.

"The mother tree is about to wake up, we will ask the mother tree when they wake up."

"In any case, my daughter-in-law must be mine!"

The patriarch looked at the little one, said harsh words, and was not afraid of falling down while talking, but the big watery eyes rolled around, looking very cute.

"Look, he's not bleeding."

The witch doctor pointed at the ugly vegetative, the pale yellow liquid stopped gushing out, and even the green vines began to retract into his body. He raised his head triumphantly, waiting for the patriarch's praise.

The patriarch also smiled and said nothing, the child still wanted to marry a wife, but when he looked at the man with legs, there was a trace of worry in his eyes, he still felt that the relationship between the two was not simple, and he didn't know if it would hurt The witch doctor.

Even though his heart was full of worries, the patriarch still smiled, patted the witch doctor's head, and poured good words on him.

"Okay, go and see your daughter-in-law, I'm looking at the altar and prepare some food by the way."

"I'm going to feed more leaves from the mother tree, so I won't give it to him!"

As he spoke, the witch doctor flew out and quickly disappeared from sight.

The patriarch's face was complex, and he turned to look at the person on the bed. He was lying there, his bald head did not have the beautiful red hair, and the soft and beautiful big tail was still there, red like the blood of a witch doctor.

He reached out and stroked his cheek, the smooth skin was very comfortable.

"who are you?"

The subordinates opened their eyes suddenly, those red eyes stared straight at the patriarch, their eyes stayed on his lower body for a while, sat up, frowned and coughed for a long time.

"Don't pretend?"

"I can't pretend anymore, I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

The patriarch walked out, Wu Nu looked down at his pale yellow hands, feeling the broken blood vessels in his body, the unknown force was too little, not enough to repair his broken blood vessels, his eyes looked at Bounce in front of him A gift box with a "gift from the system" written on it, with a sneer on his lips.

"why are you crying?"

"cry?"

Wu Nu looked up at him and pointed at himself uncertainly, and when he got an affirmative answer, he stretched out his hand to touch his face, but his eyes watered down.

"I don't know, it just feels like I've lost a lot."

Where did the white glutinous rice balls go?

The system is also gone.

Spike is dead.

We don't know the situation of Huxiao and Li Ya yet.

Mingming warned himself at the beginning, not to remember, because if you use your feelings, you will get hurt, and once you get hurt, you will feel sad.

He doesn't want to be hurt or sad, but if the emotion is controlled, it's not emotion.

"eat."

The tree man brought fresh wild fruits, Wu Nuguo took a tentative bite, he could eat, his mouth was full of juice, he gobbled it up, and he didn't stop until his hungry stomach was filled.

Without red crystals and sapphires, how can he fill his greedy belly?

By these wild fruits?

"Where is the man with me?"

Only by looking for the great witch can he not be hungry.

The red tongue lightly licked the corner of his mouth, wiped off the sticky juice, and rolled his fingers to clean up the water one by one. Because he lowered his head, he didn't see the patriarch's red eyes.

The magical vegetative man in front of him obviously couldn't feel the breath of a half-orc, but he had a tail and long ears of a half-orc. He couldn't help reaching out to touch his tail. The red and fluffy hair was very cute and attractive.

"what are you doing!?"

Wu Nu hugged his tail fiercely, his cheeks were flushed, his blood-red eyes stared at the patriarch as if warning, and he lowered his voice and asked repeatedly, "Where is the great witch?"

The tree demon in front of him, whose identity is unknown, now that he is so weak that ants can kill him, it is better to be a low-key person, thinking of him with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, holding a fluffy big red tail, looking a little docile feeling.

How can the patriarch not feel that he is pretending to be good on purpose?

The witch doctor is such a person, he pretends to be obedient when he has your help, and just kicks aside when he has nothing to do with you.

"The half-breed with you?"

The dryad's expression was gentle, and his voice was more like dripping water, which was incredibly soft.

Wu Nu lowered his head and thought for a while, looked at the tree demon's lower body, nodded and looked at the patriarch with big red eyes, full of doubts, as if he didn't know what mixed blood meant.

"He and I are both vegetative, but my blood is pure, while he is of mixed blood, mixed with orc blood."

"Then I'm also a mixed race."

Who knew that the dryad shook his head, pointed to his lower body and said, "No, you are pure blood, your body does not have the smell of orcs, only the fragrance of plants."

Wu Nu lowered his head and rolled his eyes silently, returning the fragrance of the plants, it is possible that the orcs ate too much meat and provoked you, and they disliked the smell of orcs.Maybe it's because he didn't eat barbecue for a long time, and it was either fed by the big witch or melons and fruits, so there was no fishy smell on his body?

"Is there anything wrong with us?"

The patriarch was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzledly, "What?"

"Kill us to eat."

"It's like this outside, this is the world of vegetative people, it's not like this."

After a few words between you and me, I fell silent. After all, I am not familiar with it. What should I say?Still have nothing to say.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"What's your relationship with the mixed race?"

"He is a great witch, the greatest man in the grass!"

Wu Nu stubbornly emphasized this identity, when those red eyes stared at you blankly, you couldn't say anything to refute him.

"Patriarch, it's not good, the witch doctor was kicked down by his little daughter-in-law!"

The patriarch stood up abruptly, the speed was too fast and a gust of wind blew the Wu Nu uncomfortable.

Wu Nu felt flustered, he pulled the patriarch's tree root, he didn't see his stiff body, or he didn't care if he saw it, he said in a low voice, "Take me there."

"Go and have a look, the witch doctor is fighting with him!"

"Why are you here too?"

"After you left, they started fighting."

Wu Nu lifted the animal hide, pulled the red-faced tree demon, looked at his shy little face suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong with you? We should hurry over."

Who is that witch doctor who was kicked down by the little daughter-in-law?

Witch doctor, there should be a big witch in the doctor's place, right?

The patriarch nodded blankly, and glanced casually across Wu Nu's hand, which was white and delicate, and it was very comfortable when holding the root.I really want to be in his hand forever.