Chapter 154: Li Dai Tao Stiff

After another seven days of eastward travel, there was still an endless rainforest below.

Zhang Ning sat on the turtle shell to cultivate, and the old turtle digested and ate in the turtle shell.

"Are the branches curling?" asked the old turtle in the shell of the turtle suddenly, lazily.

"Nope. This is the third time Zhang Ning answered.

The next target for the man and the turtle is a large wooded area with curled foliage, and according to the old turtle, there is something delicious to eat.

After another day's walk, the branches below had become curled, and the whole woodland resembled a huge bracken forest.

The old turtle's lonely head also stretched out, staring eagerly and intently down in search of prey, like a falcon with a shell.

"Well, well, the valley below the waterfall in front, well, let's go to the waterfall and wait for it......," the old turtle commanded with suppressed excitement.

I've eaten all the food, and I really don't know what else he has to be excited about.

Zhang Ning drove into the waterfall that flowed straight down for 3,000 meters, and sure enough, as the old turtle said, there is a cave behind the waterfall, but there is no stone table and stone chair and long-haired stone monkey in the cave, there is only one big pool in the cave, and the pool is full of fluffy golden and tillian, which is the saying "two flowers".

A man and a turtle sit on a hovering wheelbarrow, silently looking at the valley beyond the waterfall.

......

It was night, the moonlight (Kyaukjie ❌) was cunning, and the moon's face was secretly changing, and finally showed a "you know" smile.

The huge "bracken" completely shrank their branches and leaves, and the melodious cries of "go, go, go" gradually sounded under the blades of grass.

As the moonlight grew brighter, so did the cries.

Immediately afterwards, some dark green multi-legged demon insects jumped on the curled branches and began to sing loudly in the night breeze of early spring: "Go, go, go~"

In the resounding singing, Zhang Ning found that many yellow twist-shaped demon vines quickly climbed the "bracken" tree, and quickly accumulated the image of multi-legged demon insects one by one - mimicry!

This twist-shaped demon vine is really versatile! In addition to the fact that the color does not change to yellow, it can definitely be called vivid!

In the middle of the moon, the time for the multi-insect movement of the insect carnival has arrived!

The crickets are treated one-to-one, one-to-many, and many-to-many – the male infuses the female with all the aura, providing the offspring with aura...... Such a spirit of sacrifice is really responsible to the point of tear-jerking compared to the running father of the human race!

But in this extreme carnival and dedication drama, there are still many discordant figures - mimicry demon vines!

According to the live situation, it can be speculated that the male grasshopper prefers the female cricket with light color, and the most beautiful female cricket participating in the carnival has only reached the level of emerald green, which is completely incomparable to the yellow mimicry vine!

This caused the male crickets to choose to infuse the aura, and most of the objects were Li Dai Taozhuang's mimic demon vines!

The female crickets who can't get love are miserable and miserable, crying blood and screaming, which can be described as "lonely empty branches and moons, carnival everywhere without crickets!"

In this lonely and revelry night, the old turtle appeared, and it took a steady step to take the female crickets that were not infused with spiritual energy into its belly.

"Mmmm, there are seeds in the belly, and the taste is very good!"

- It's rare to come across a delicacy that he only praises but doesn't approve.

"Crackling......" The old turtle chewed and the juice splashed and crackled.

Zhang Ning was not idle, and collected all the female cockets possessed by the koi fish and infused with aura by the male crickets into the Qiankun treasure snail.

🎵 It sounds so good, like the summer sun, and all the soundtracks of the treasure snail world, it's as beautiful as a flower roll!

After that, Zhang Ning transplanted hundreds of "bracken" trees and turf, and then he was satisfied.

At this time, the old turtle was finally full, and commanded contentedly: "Go on the road!"