The big hole in the tree should be the door...... The smaller one should be the window...... This should be a treehouse, right?!

Juan considers himself a man who has seen the world, and although he cannot say that he knows everything about the world, he has seen the treehouse. www.biquge.info It's just that Rao has traveled so many places and seen so many rare things, but he has never seen such a magical scene that is almost demonic.

If his eyes weren't flowered, and his brain hadn't been dizzy with industrial synthetic alcohol, he would have been right by now - that surprisingly thick iron birch tree was automatically digging holes in its own trunk!

Fat Ball's brows furrowed, it half-narrowed its eyes, turned its head slightly, and glanced behind it with the corner of its eye, and sure enough, it saw a familiar figure, it was him?! Why did he follow? When he was in the tavern just now, he clearly saw Daddy Tiger and a few thin and withered men pouring wine around him, and with the amount of alcohol he drank, even if he couldn't get drunk into mud, he wouldn't be so agile.

This person is definitely not simple, Fat Ball quietly wrote down the name of the person who came in his heart, and secretly reminded himself that the town does not seem to be as simple and quiet as the owner imagined, even if there is no battle between the wealthy families, I am afraid that the friction and suspicion of the world are still indispensable.

Hua Qianyan didn't know the mental activity of the fat ball at the moment, at this moment, she was chatting with Ruhua half-drunk and half-awake: "Ruhua, are you sure that digging such a big hole in the iron birch tree really won't damage it?"

Hua Qianyan looked at the flying sawdust, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching with the gradual expansion of the tree hole. To be honest, since she was able to communicate with plants, she subconsciously regarded these flowers and plants as her companions, especially the older trees, and she regarded them as old people.

Although Ruhua and Iron Birch have repeatedly said, making a small hole in the trunk does not get in the way at all. But it takes a thousand eyes to see that the hole dug by the iron birch tree itself doesn't look like a 'small hole', look at the door, it is three meters high and two meters wide, if it is placed on the building, it is also an oversized door. And the window, which is not small, can be as big as N 'small holes'.

Seeing that the iron birch tree was so cruel to herself, Hua Qianyan was a little unsure, and once again asked the flowers that continued to give birth to the iron birch tree in the space.

In the space, Ruhua resigned herself to sprinkling the last handful of iron birch seeds on the purified soil by the clear spring, swinging the two leaves vigorously, controlling the seeds that had just fallen to the ground to germinate, pump high, and branch, when the iron birch tree grew to one meter thick and three or four meters high, it collected the leaves and plunged into the clear and cool spring pool, desperately replenishing the lost energy source.

Suddenly, hearing Hua Qianyan's question, it exposed the flower plate to the surface of the water with a loud noise, and squeezed out a sad expression on the orange flower plate full of sunflower seeds, and said weakly: "Please, you have asked people more than 800 times, can you not ask again?" The vitality of the mutant iron birch tree that I have improved is extremely vigorous, as long as you don't dig up its root system, it will be fine." Hey? No, aren't you just outside, just ask Lao Tie, why do you have to harass me? Don't you know that people are so tired that they only have half a breath left in order to help you work?"

Cut in half a breath, who are you fooling? There is still half a breath left to talk so much nonsense, if you have enough physical strength, you won't immediately become a Tang monk.

Hua Qianyan pursed her lips and secretly complained in her heart.

"Tang Seng, isn't Tang Seng Tang Xuanzang? You say I look like Tang Xuanzang?" It's just that the knowledge gap of a certain flower is too big, and I don't know that this Tang Seng is not another Tang Seng, after interpreting Hua Qianyan's heart, I can't help but be secretly proud, hehe, the master praises me.

Hua Qianyan didn't need to enter the space, just by the feeling that she was connected to the flower, she could imagine the appearance of a certain flower at the moment, she twitched the corner of her mouth again, and shifted her attention to the iron birch tree again.

At this time, the iron birch tree had hollowed out the upper half of the core of the tree, and pulled out a room of about ten square meters, and it shook off the branches and leaves, shaking off all the debris on the trunk.

Seeing this, Hua Qianyan hurriedly said to it with her consciousness: "Lao Tie, are you really fine?

The iron birch shook off its crown in a dashing manner, and the dense leaves made a rattling sound, as if it was laughing heartily, "Hehe, master, don't worry, such a small hole is just a small case to me." By the way, master, I have dug up the room, you can come up and have a look, if you are not satisfied, I will rework. ”

To be able to be the owner's residence, the old iron children's shoes are very proud. You must know that the master has copied a total of more than 200 iron birch trees, only it has the largest diameter and the strongest physical fitness, relying on the figure of the giant to defeat all the opponents, becoming a well-deserved big brother in this batch of iron birch trees.

It's glorious, it's proud, and the thought of being able to stand proudly at the forefront of other partners in the future, Lao Tie couldn't be happier in his heart, where would he still see the little injury on his body.

Hua Qianyan listened to its words, and then exhaled with relief, "Huh~~ It's okay, it's okay." ”

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Juan finally came back to his senses, and he found that compared to Hua Qianyan's confusion, Fat Ball's sanity was very sober, and it didn't seem to be affected by industrial synthetic alcohol.

Realizing this, Juan couldn't help but hold his breath and try to eliminate his sense of existence - he didn't want to be discovered by Hua Qianyan's master and servant being stalking and peeping.

It's not that Hu Anxin is weak, but that he doesn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

He came to follow Hua Qianyan, not because he didn't believe her, but because of the habit he had developed over the years, and of course he had a certain curiosity in it.

While pondering, Juan quietly hid his figure behind the wall of a dilapidated house, revealing only two eyes, and continued to watch, he had a hunch that Hua Qianyan's next move might be even more magical.

Hua Qianyan did not disappoint Juan, and at the moment when he just showed his eyes behind the wall, Hua Qianyan moved again. I saw that she raised her right hand slightly, and looked over from the side, and happened to see her lips squirm slightly, Juan speculated that she should be reciting the law or the password. Immediately after, several green vines the thickness of a baby's arm flew out from Hua Qianyan's raised right hand, each with dense leaves hanging on them, making the vines look even thicker.

The vines flew close to the iron birch tree, and circled around it, several vines intertwined with each other, and some even tied a knot of their own, and built a turquoise spiral ladder on the trunk of the tree, and the ladder went up to the hole in the tree.

This is not the most amazing, the next scene, Juan watched it, and the exclamation almost blurted out: Hua Qianyan walked unsteadily to the tree, and the spiral ladder automatically fell back and landed at her feet. Hua Qianyan was not polite, and stood directly on the ladder made of vines, at this time, the spiral ladder supported Hua Qianyan, slowly ascended, and sent her directly to the entrance of the tree hole.

"W-This shouldn't be a hallucination, right?"

Juan opened his mouth wide, watched the psychic vines send Hua Qianyan to the tree hole, and then spread out and hung on the branches, looking from a distance, it was like a very ordinary tree with several vines, no one would have thought that these vines had done such evil things.

To be honest, Juan has also dealt with the planters. Not to mention it, let's just say that a few days ago in City B, if Juan hadn't followed his friend who controlled the plant to Longquan Villa to see the world, he wouldn't have seen Hua Qianyan, and naturally he wouldn't have thought of reminding her.

It is precisely because of having a middle-level seventh-level plant control master as a friend that Juan knows more about the profession of plant control master. In the eyes of ordinary people, the plant controller is a very mysterious existence, and it is also synonymous with the king of plants. But Juan knows very well that in fact, the plant control masters are not as good as people think, they are just more able to manipulate the plant factors that exist in the heavens and the earth at will than the wood masters.

And like that day in the rich family, Hua Qianyan (Juan remembered that Hua Qianyan had an outbreak of wood-based abilities in the town, so he knew very well who the real plant control was) showed an amazing performance, basically no plant control master can do it, at least no one below the middle level nine can do it.

But according to his friend, in the entire Asian New World, only two plant controllers have successfully advanced to the advanced level, which are the first and second level of the advanced level. And these two only high-level plant control masters, as far as my friends know, they can't reach the level of Hua Qianyan. Friends speculated that Hua Qianyan might have reached the level of a high-level intermediate, but he didn't know exactly what level it was.

At that moment, Hua Qianyan showed even more powerful control than that day, Juan couldn't help but be a little stunned, what kind of height did this Hua Qianyan reach?

Juan wasn't sure. Because, Hua Qianyan's control of plants so easily and casually made him always have an illusion: she was the master of plants, and in front of her, those plants were not low-level organisms without nerves, senses, and intelligence, but a group of well-trained soldiers and a group of loyal slaves.

Having such a strong planter taking root in the town is a blessing or a curse for the townspeople?

Juan couldn't help but think of Hua Qianyan's beautiful planning blueprint, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

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In the freshly baked tree house, Hua Qianyan walked around with satisfaction, touched the smooth inner wall, knocked on the solid floor, closed her eyes, and a strong fragrance of trees lingered on the end of her nose, diluting the dirty air that filled the town and giving her a wonderful feeling of being in the woods.

"Yes, it's really good, this mutated iron birch tree is really powerful, it can photosynthesize in such a harsh environment, and it is not corroded by toxic molecules and radiation sources in the air, tsk, it's amazing!"

Personally feeling the beautiful feeling brought by the iron birch, Hua Qianyan sighed, but also more sure of the feasibility of her plan, and then, she officially started her manor plan......

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