Chapter 1755 The great fortune of saplings!(1/2)
After a drizzle.
The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the sun is high, and the entire land is glowing with life and hope.
"Senior is determined."
Gu Han sighed softly.
He had a vague feeling.
This rain.
In fact, it was not just to purify the world, but also to provide him with guidance from Yun Jiansheng.
only.
Comparatively speaking, someone else has the greatest opportunity in this rain.
Precisely. .??.??
There are other trees.
…
The edge of the Eastern Wasteland.
In a deserted wilderness, Mei Yun stared blankly at everything in front of him, his eyes empty and he muttered to himself.
"Gone."
"The Taoist temple is gone, and so is Master's grave... How is this possible? I obviously grew up here..."
Compared to him.
The sapling couldn't stop laughing wildly, and became angry again.
"Big big big!"
"Long, long!"
"Wow ha ha ha ha!"
"..."
The laughter is arrogant and domineering, arrogant and unscrupulous!
With loud shouts.
It grows like crazy, with a dark tree body and gnarled branches, towering into the sky. The canopy is green and green, as big as a canopy, it can almost block out the sky and the sun. The colorful fruits are dotted among the green leaves, which is weird and coquettish.
As a branch of the World Tree.
It can sense the fortune and opportunity contained in this rain more clearly than anyone else!
To it.
These strands of rainwater with the aura of immortality have a much greater effect than Gu Han's five-color soil!
Genus of vegetation.
The closest to nature and the closest to nature.
same.
The immortal aura in the rain is completely consistent with its nature and has been absorbed by it.
After a drizzle.
Its strength has skyrocketed, not only has its realm reached the point where it can be compared to a half-step to unity, but with the blessing of that immortal aura, its combat power has grown far beyond its own cultivation!
brush!
A flash of green light.
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br> A small sapling fell on the top of the mountain. It had long hair reaching its waist and was covered with fruits. Three flowers gathered on its forehead, and its body had a faint and primitive atmosphere.
"So strong..."
"I'm so strong!"
Staring at his own small branch, it seemed to be in disbelief and muttered to itself.
Stomp your feet lightly.
The hilltop at the foot immediately turned into a pile of powder!
"Hahaha!"
It suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, looking crazy.
"well!!"
Smiling and smiling.
Suddenly he sighed again.
not far away.
The prisoners who were tied tightly were greatly puzzled.
Aren't you happy that your situation has been broken?
"Brother."
One prisoner asked tentatively, "Why are you sighing?"
"You don't know."
The sapling clasped his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of uncontrollable depression and melancholy.
"Although this tree is broken."
"But I still have regrets in my heart!"
There was silence for a moment.
The prisoners looked at me and I looked at you, their minds were confused. In fact, they were more concerned about another thing than Ashu's regret.
"Brother."
"When will the next banquet be held?"
"Hunter!"
Hear the words.
The sapling's little face sank, the branch shook, and a vine was thrown directly over, causing all the prisoners to wail and howl.
"Eat eat eat!"
“I just know how to eat!”
While smoking, he cursed angrily, "Who can know the worries in Benshu's heart?"
"Miss me Ashu!"
"Born with supernatural powers, born from an extraordinary family, standing tall and tall, how majestic is it?"
The breeze comes slowly.
It blew the leaves on its head, and also touched the sadness hidden deep in its heart.
"No way..."
"If you have bad luck, you will be born at the wrong time! If the trees grow in pieces, your life will be misfortune!"
"these years!"
"This tree grovels every day, forcing a smile, enduring humiliation, selling his body to build a ship..."
Speaking of emotional places.
It couldn't help but burst into tears, its body was wet, and it choked with sobs, "This tree has been looking after the dog for a long time!"
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
The angrier you get, the harder you work.
To be continued...