"Your Majesty, the new Divine Tree has returned to its throne. The messenger said flatly, as if to say that the weather was good today.

"Got it. The messenger mushroom has worked hard. The king mushroom growing on the throne replied absentmindedly as he lowered his head and stroked the Elizabeth circle on his chest.

There was an awkward silence.

King Mushroom raised his eyelids, as if he had just discovered Zhang Ning, a huge visitor, and asked a little reluctantly: "Who is this distinguished guest?"

"Back to the king, this is a man. The messenger replied respectfully.

"Oh, people~" "Oh, people are like this!" "It looks very good~" The other mushrooms in the courtyard wearing Elizabeth circles were talking about it, looking like they had never seen the world.

"Ah, there is a laborer Mushroom to plant him on the side of the Moldy Wrinkles, and give them nourishment. The Mushroom King happily decreed.

"No," the messenger stopped Mushroom in a flat tone, "He's a friend of the new Divine Tree. ”

"Whew, friend~" "What is a friend?" "Friend, friend, is it delicious?" ...... It's another noisy one that exposes IQ. It seems that although this group of mushroom spirits wearing Elizabeth circles are close to the Wakagi Divine Tree and often come into contact with the Wakagi tree species, their spiritual wisdom is very unsuccessful, and it is a depression in IQ caused by overreach?

"I see, that's a pity. The Mushroom Demon King did not hide his disappointment at all, and slammed two Elizabeth rings fiercely, "Then give it away." ”

"The new Lord Divine Tree has ordered our clan guide to take him to find the Xuantian Treasure. The messenger Mushroom slowly explained Zhang Ning's intention.

Suddenly, there was a flurry of gasps - the expressions of Elizabeth Circle Mushrooms around them were like screaming chickens that had been grabbed by the neck......

"I'll go!" In the midst of this group of "screaming chickens", an Elizabeth circle of tattered mushroom essence suddenly popped out, and his eyes flashed with a fanatical light of the second middle and chanted in a low voice, "This is the tempering given by the tree god, at this moment, Wang Sun Twenty-eight will embark on the journey!"

Before the words fell, a brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes came over with a "whoosh", and he raised a slap bigger than the head of the mushroom and slapped it on the shoulder of the royal mushroom essence: "It's a partner, just take me one!"

Immediately after a "Zheng Zheng Zheng" sound, the golden mushroom dragged a gem and rushed over: "On this good occasion, my generation should make contributions!"

Then, a wet blue shadow broke through the water and rushed to the front, like a water dog on the shore, flicking water droplets, and the other Elizabeth Circle royal mushrooms were as happy as bathing in sweet rain!

A figure also jumped on the fluorescent silk of the king's pavilion, and landed perfectly after a 3,600-degree flip: "May ...... We are willing to light the way forward for our partners......! Exorcise the shadows of insects in the dark!"

In the tidal flats by the Linghu Lake, a pure white mushroom gracefully pulled itself up and danced and turned around: "The journey is a beating movement! Friendship is an eternal melody!"

Wang Sun Twenty-eight burst into tears: "It is the fetters of friendship that make all colleagues follow around!" Then he enthusiastically posed a stupid fork with his arms outstretched.

The remaining five mushroom essences hurriedly rushed over, and with great effort, they cooperated with the royal clan mushrooms to form a shape, and stretched out their arms in all directions in unison and shouted: "Bloom, youth!"

The last musty green wrinkled mushroom spirit arrived, panting and roaring: "The years turn, the past is like smoke, and the young mushrooms need the guidance of the wisdom lamp!" After speaking, he squatted next to the shape of the six mushrooms.

A group of mentally handicapped royal mushrooms were so moved that they couldn't help but shed tears of porphyry - the tears solidified when they flowed out, and they looked like cheap plastic beads.

The servants were busy catching the tears of the royal mushroom essence and carefully preserving it.

With an old and relieved expression, the Mushroom King raised his hand to remove the frozen tears from the corners of his eyes, and paused the scepter on the ground with a "bang": "Let's go!"