Plants of Another World Offense and Defense

The black vines pierced through his arm mercilessly, the liquid dripped and burned the flesh, the silver leaves stabbed at the vines, and the ferocious sharp thorns caught the mother leaves and lived for a while.

"Witch doctor, how are you doing?"

A small thing flew between the bushes picking the leaves of the mother tree, delaying time.Why hasn't the patriarch come yet? If it's later, the witch doctor will go to see the mother tree!

"Go to the patriarch again and tell him the situation here!"

The emerald green vines suddenly plunged into the battle situation, entangled with the black vines, and those frightening black liquids fell on the vines unscathed.

She even pestered him, reluctantly letting him go.

"Witch doctor, how are you doing?"

The patriarch ran so fast that he even trampled to death many of the witch doctor's favorite flowers and plants. The roots of the tree went deep into the ground, and he raised his hands to become a strong tree trunk. He forcibly rolled up the witch doctor and pulled him away. Area of ​​vines.

"Why are you so careless? Do you know I'm worried?!"

As he said that, he bypassed the entangled vegetative people, went directly to the mother tree, plucked the silver leaves and stuffed them into the witch doctor's mouth. His usual gentle expression was also thrown aside, and now his face was gloomy and terrifying.

The witch doctor closed his eyes tiredly, how could he know?

I thought he saved him and the half-breed woke up, how should I thank him, but this happened, if it wasn't for the generosity of the mother tree, he might have already gone to hell.

How dare you take that half-breed as your daughter-in-law if you escaped from the dead?

"Patriarch, what should I do?"

"Patriarch, they are still entangled!"

"Patriarch, why did you come so slowly?"

Chattering around the patriarch, you talk to each other, wishing to go back to the past to catch the patriarch and drag him over quickly, so I don't like the foreign vegetative people who have dragged the patriarch even more.

"Patriarch, I don't like this half-breed anymore. He is so vicious, even irrational. If I am with him, I will die!"

The patriarch didn't know what to say for a while, saying that you are the one who wants him, and you are the one who doesn't want him, but looking at the tearful eyes of the witch doctor, he softened his heart and compromised.

"Big witch."

Wu Nu supported the big witch who was suddenly unconscious, and turned to look at the pile of strangers, not knowing what to do.

"No matter what your thoughts are, the altar is ready, let's go to the altar first, as to whether you want to be a mixed race is another matter."

As he spoke, he reached out to support him, and touched his injured arm. The wings behind him were also covered with mud, and he was very embarrassed.

With a sigh, he wouldn't be able to go.

"You take the witch doctor back, and I will take these two to the altar."

As he said that, he went to look for Wu Nu, and the witch doctor he left behind couldn't hide his shock, did the patriarch just leave like this?The appearance of him when he left was constantly replayed, and he lowered his head with jealousy in his eyes.

"Take it to the altar!"

Seeing the patriarch and the vegetative man chatting and laughing together while supporting the mixed blood, he felt that the person he had been holding in his hand was gradually going away. Even if he was out of his sight, the witch doctor was still in his own world. .

"Do you think the patriarch likes that vegetative person?"

The witch doctor asked quietly.

Those big eyes were filled with tears, a little dazed and puzzled, as if he didn't know what to do.

"So what? Whoever the patriarch likes is his freedom."

The witch doctor fell silent as soon as the words came out, and he let his little friend support him, and flew back to the mother tree. As soon as he entered the house, he immediately issued an order to evict all the good friends from the door.

"Dongdong - look at me, witch doctor, we will take care of you."

howling.

Twitching as if my heart was going to cry.

The little friends who were shut outside the door looked at each other one by two and then sighed, and stopped knocking on the door.People are crying, what are they still doing here?

The more he cried, the more sad he became. Suddenly the door of the witch doctor's room opened, and he stumbled out, crying in a hurry, spreading his wings and flying away. Someone saw him and wanted to look for him, but was held back.

"Where do you see that direction?"

"altar?"

"This is their business, so let's not interfere, and we can't control this matter."

The witch doctor flew farther and farther away, seeing that he left the mother tree, he stopped crying immediately, his eyes were red like a witch slave, he thought clearly, he must not let the patriarch be taken away by outsiders, no matter what the patriarch is, he is his !

altar.

There is a statue on the empty altar, and there are some fresh melons and fruits in front of it. It is usually open here. Although there are treasures hidden inside, the mother tree guards the statue. Accident.

Wu Nu looked at the enshrined statue with weird eyes. How could he think that there could be a god statue here. If someone is enshrined, there will be... gods?

Perhaps the big witch's sight was too weird. The patriarch noticed his gaze, and the movement of his feet inadvertently blocked Wu Nu's sight. He helped the big witch to lie down.

"It's fine to soak here, you and I go out."

"Soaking?"

Wu Nu repeated strangely, the altar said that the altar was actually an open space, but it was enshrined with a statue of a statue, where did the water come from for the big witch to soak?

Is there any secret here?

"look."

Wu Nu looked along the patriarch's finger, and saw that the original soil began to collapse, revealing a white energy ball underground, a familiar treasure.

He felt the taste of hunger.

As soon as the big witch's body touched these white energy balls, it began to deform. The black vines stayed in the pit restlessly, playing with those white energy balls.

Wu Nu felt that this tribe was a little strange, an unspeakable feeling, he felt that he had to tell the truth, otherwise bad things might happen, he said——

"what are these?"

Wu Nu asked too bluntly, the longing in his eyes showed, which made the patriarch look familiar, but when he thought about it carefully, he found it on the witch doctor, his hand became longer, and he grabbed a white The energy ball comes out.

The black vines stretched their teeth and claws and tried to snatch the white energy ball, but seeing the dryad handing something to Wu Nu, he shrank back in a daze.

The patriarch's eyes swept back and forth strangely, looking at Wu Nu who was devouring the energy ball, his eyes stayed on his back in a daze, isn't it strange?

He doesn't have the breath of an orc on his body, but he has a tail and ears.

Is this the relationship between them?

"Say it directly, it's tiring to beat around the bush, and what's your relationship with him?"

The patriarch was suddenly a little tired. After finally waiting for a fairly satisfactory vegetable, it didn't belong to him.

"Who gave these to you?"

"what?"

"White energy ball!"

The patriarch fixed his eyes on Wu Nu, trying to see a hole in his body, he suddenly realized and felt helpless, no wonder he felt that they were similar, could the replica cultivated with his blood look alike?

What God said is still waiting.

The patriarch suddenly said seriously, "Listen carefully to every word I say now, because it is related to the existence of God."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when the patriarch talked about gods, he looked at the great witch, and even his attitude changed, and he was a little alienated.

"Now is not the time you are in. This is the 210th year of the Changcao calendar, and the Changcao has disappeared in the torrent of history. You are a god, the god of darkness, and we worship the supreme god. Can you come? Here, it means that you missed the opportunity to become a god, and this directly changed history, or after you left, the long grass would not disappear."

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

Wu Nu looked at the person in front of him, his face gradually became unreal, and the words he said appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"Go to Guisheng, absorb his energy, release your blood, and return the Supreme God!"

"What will happen to me?"

"die……"

Wu Nu turned around and looked at the little statue in a daze, and suddenly stepped forward to grab it——when he caught it, his hand hurt so badly that it seemed that something was pulling his soul and disappeared——

Whether it was the altar or the patriarch, they all disappeared in front of them, and the world in front of them was like a broken mirror, thrown down from the roof and smashed to pieces.

who is he?Where is he now?Where's the big witch?

With one question after another in front of him, Wu Nu turned around and staggered, his eyes frantically looking for a familiar person, suddenly he stopped and raised his hand, looking at the statue in his hand, the statue turned golden yellow.

He leaned closer to the statue, looked at his godlike facial features, and directly bit his finger. The golden blood dripped on the statue, and the water rippled like the statue began to spread, scattered on the ground and gradually turned into familiar vines, black wriggling on the ground.

"Big Witch, where have you been?"

Wu Nu threw herself on the ground and hugged him, her red eyes sparkled with surprise, they were very attractive.

In his gorgeous eyes, surprise only stayed for a moment, and soon disappeared into the endless abyss.

"why?"

Pale golden blood kept falling from his mouth, and was greedily sucked by the black vines.

The whole world began to collapse as if it was broken, and the fragments kept falling down. Wu Nu raised his head, he was entwined by black vines, like a cat boy in a rose bush, his white skin was cut by sharp thorns, and the golden liquid Keep falling out.

"Big witch, it hurts."

The weak and powerless voice of a cat gradually disappeared with the coma of the owner, and all illusions disappeared in the dark night. The sky was still the same sky, and there were still floating clouds, but the people in the mud pit were still unconscious.

The emerald green vines led his husband into the soil, and the red gemstone could be seen faintly.