At noon the next day, Centipede Girl walked out of the new land in despair.

Yesterday, from noon to dusk, from night to dawn, Centipede Nu wanted to kill Ma Wu several times, but she couldn't. This was the talent Feng Daiku gave Ma Wu.

Walking to the wild boar, Centipede Girl said in a trembling voice: "I fell into his technique and things became like this. You can't tell others about this."

The wild boar snorted and smiled: "If you have anything to say, tell your mother. I already told her just now."

Centipede Girl looked pale and said, "What did my mother say?"

"She said her face has been completely humiliated by you, and she is going to kill that bitch, so you should just wait to die."

Centipede Girl's face was filled with fear: "Why did you tell my mother? Why are you so mouthless!"

The wild boar was too lazy to grind his teeth with him: "You have come out of the field, now it is my turn."

Centipede Girl looked at the wild boar in surprise: "You dare to go in?"

"Why don't I dare? I'm not a woman!" The wild boar gave a ferocious laugh and looked at Ma Wu, "He can hardly stand still. Killing him is easier than killing a grasshopper!"

Ma Wu was indeed a little weak, but there was no fear on his face.

He is looking at the wild boar.

Xiao Genzi was carrying a spoon and a bucket, ready for a fight to the death.

The wild boar was about to step into the field when he suddenly heard a roar behind him: "I want to see which beast ruined my daughter!"

The roar echoed in the wasteland for a long time, and another centipede came out from the depths of the forest.

The wild boar quickly got out of the way. This was a character he couldn't afford to offend.

Centipede Girl is more than three meters long. This huge centipede is more than five meters long. The upper half is a human body and the lower half is an insect body. Two rows of thin legs crawled to the edge of the land.

This is the mother centipede.

Ma Wu took a look at Centipede's appearance. She had regular features and fair cheeks. She was very handsome. She looked about twenty-eight or nine.

Centipede Girl plopped down next to her mother and cried: "Mom, listen to me, this is not what you think, it is like this..."

"I heard what you said!" Centipede Girl roared, frightening her bones to the point of numbness.

"My face is really humiliated by you!" Centipede Lady gritted her teeth and said, "Go back home, wait for me to kill this birdman first, and then I will tear apart your worthless bones when I get back!"

Centipede Girl didn't dare to say a word, spread her legs and ran quickly into the depths of the jungle.

Centipede Mother glared at Ma Wu: "Little thief, are you ready to die?"

Ma Wu nodded calmly: "I'm ready."

…

Li Banfeng is exploring new lands. In the past, he only traveled between the Orange Garden and Xiaohuangquan. This time, he went to many new places and saw many strange creatures.

He saw the green snake vine. This snake-like and vine-like creature is not too smart. As long as you escape from its root system, you will not be attacked by it.

There is a kind of grass that is more than an inch high called chrysanthemum. This kind of grass is very threatening. Once you accidentally step on your foot, it will penetrate through the sole of the shoe and come out from the upper.

Li Banfeng has never seen such an alien before. Fortunately, Hulu is well-informed and can name most of the aliens and describe their characteristics.

"Little brother, when you encounter broken chrysanthemums, you must avoid them. Stepping on one flower is equivalent to stepping on a bunch. There are many flowers waiting to ambush you."

Li Banfeng carefully noted down the appearance of the broken chrysanthemums. In this wasteland, he had to pay attention to his steps every step he took.

After walking another three or five miles, Li Banfeng suddenly heard a sound under his feet.

Li Banfeng thought he had stepped on something he shouldn't have stepped on. When he raised his feet, he saw that there was nothing under his feet, not even a weed.

But there is indeed a sound.

It's singing.

"I can't forget, I can't forget, I can't forget your mistakes, I can't forget your kindness, I can't forget the walk in the rain, and I can't forget the hug in the wind..."

The song "No Love" sings to the bone with a heart full of infatuation. As a woman, Jiu Hulu seems to be moved by it.

"Little brother, you met Meng Linghua."

"Meng Linghua?"

"This flower is also called the singer's flower. Legend has it that a singer dies and if there are still people in the world who miss her singing, the singer's soul will come to the new land.

She would choose a stage for herself, put on a beautiful evening dress, and continue to sing to the passers-by.

Look, right over there is that flower."

No special description is needed, Li Banfeng knows which flower the gourd is talking about.

The flower is really conspicuous, and the place where it grows is very conspicuous.

It grows in the wilderness more than 20 meters away from Li Banfeng. There are no other plants and trees around. There is only this flower over three feet high in the empty wilderness.

Its color is more conspicuous. The flower is not in bloom, but the flower bones are as long as forearms, the petals are deep red, and there are dewdrops hanging on them.

The flowers and leaves are very peculiar. The upper leaves wrap the flower buds, and the lower row of leaves hangs down to the ground like a skirt.

"Little brother, listen to his song quickly, listen carefully, you are lucky to meet the singing girl Hua in the new land.

Listen to how good this song is, even the immortals in the sky are just like this."

Immortal from heaven?

Jiu Gulu is usually very free and easy, why did he suddenly become so affectionate today?

After stopping to listen for a moment, Li Banfeng walked away.

He didn't think the song "No Love" was sung very well, nor did he think there was anyone in the world who could sing better than Niangzi.

Seeing that Li Banfeng was about to leave, Jiu Hulu quickly stopped him: "Brother, don't leave in a hurry. Please listen carefully!"

"It's nothing good, it's far worse than what my lady sings!"

"Little brother, look, the flowers are blooming, the singer's flowers are blooming!"

Li Banfeng looked back and saw that the petals of the singer's flower were blooming one by one.

In the center of the flower stands a stamen more than five inches long.

The flower stamen has a head, shoulders, and waist, but the legs are not very clear, as if a woman is standing in the center of the flower, singing.

"Little brother, look how beautiful she is!"

The situation of the wine gourd is a bit strange.

Li Banfeng glanced at it and continued walking: "There is nothing interesting to see, and the singing is not very good."

No matter how much Jiu Gulu persuaded him, Li Banfeng refused to stay any longer.

The singing stopped suddenly, and the flower stamen jumped out from the heart of the flower, blocking Li Banfeng.

"Sir, please stay. You said that my singing is not very good. Where do you start?"

If it were anyone else, they would be surprised as to why the stamens could leave the center of the flower.

Li Banfeng was not surprised. He looked down at the flower stamens and replied seriously: "It doesn't sound good just because it doesn't sound good. What else is there to say?"

"Isn't it a bit arbitrary to say that it doesn't sound good after listening to two sentences? You'd better listen to it for a while."

The scenery around us suddenly changed, and the wilderness disappeared, replaced by colorful lights and melodious music.

There is a stage, a dance floor, and a round table.

Li Banfeng was sitting next to the round table with a glass of wine in his hand.

A beautiful woman wearing a green cheongsam stood on the stage, singing the song "Unbreakable Love" affectionately.

She is a singer.

The surrounding guests stared at the singer, trying their best to control their breathing for fear of missing any note.

This is a dance hall.

No one was dancing on the dance floor because everyone's eyes were attracted to the singer.

Li Banfeng was not attracted. He was thinking about the current situation.

How did you come to the dance hall?

He must have been under an illusion.

How to break the illusion?

Li Banfeng has no similar experience.

The singer looked at Li Banfeng, her eyes slightly cold.

Li Banfeng wanted to pull out the Tang Dao, but instead he pulled out a rose from his waist.

The singer smiled, walked towards the stage, and walked up to Li Banfeng.

She held the rose in her hand, pressed it against Li Banfeng's cheek, and asked softly: "Sir, do you still think my singing is not good?"

Li Banfeng replied frankly: "It really doesn't sound good."

The singer looked ferocious, and she scratched Li Banfeng's cheek with a rose.
To be continued...