With the efforts of Tang Huo and a few people, these more than 8,000 elves have finally grown into growth type one by one. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info all of them are naughty and cute, very moving, but there are still a few elves who are still slowly pregnant there.

"Master Rui, what's going on with a few little guys! Why haven't you grown up yet? Tang Huo pointed to the elf who was still being held by the gestation tree.

"You don't pay attention to these few, I think the growth rate of a few of them is quite slow, and it will probably stop for half a year!" Rui Ye glanced at the elf who was still on the tree and said with a sigh.

"Why is that? Wouldn't it be nice if these little guys didn't come out early? We're all so busy that I don't know how many diapers we've handled for these little guys. Brother Ba said in a somewhat solemn tone.

"You know what a fart, the karma and merit of Xiao Tangzi don't cultivate these little guys at all. Other little guys can also let Mu Fan create some elements for these little ones to grow. Merit and karma, you tell him to come out, that's not many people in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth! Sanniang slapped the back of Brother Ba's head.

"Then let's stop arguing, let's get these little ones moving!" Mina opened her mouth and hurriedly urged.

"That's reasonable, let's start quickly!" The girl nodded in agreement.

"Then everyone is in place, and everyone leads a bunch of little ones to plant in one direction." Gluttony yelled loudly.

The crowd scattered all the elves. According to different kinds, natures, and attributes, they are assigned to all the people present.

Under Tang Hu's order, everyone began to march in one direction with the elves they brought to prepare to start sowing.

Tang Huo and the Mufan were left in place, not in place but up and down.

The seeds in place were piled up like a hill, and they were a little dumbfounded when they saw it, and they could only smile bitterly. Distribute the seeds to the elves and let them take the seeds they have prepared to sow them.

Tang Huo looked at the elves in front of him who had become a growing body, and felt extremely depressed. The elves distributed by Rui Ye Tianmei alone are very petite and cute. But in front of me, he is like an enlarged version of a child, five meters tall, if you don't look at their immature faces. I thought it was a huge giant spirit god, which made people look straight at it.

Tang Huo kept finding seeds of different sizes from the seed mountain and handing them to the big guys in front of him, although Tang Huo's task was extremely simple. But he felt very painful, because the largest of these seeds in front of him were the size of others, and the smallest was the size of a watermelon.

On the other hand, Mu Fan, who was above the soup fire, was extremely relaxed and comfortable, and even the soup fire was a little jealous.

Mu Fan's little elves were flying on the clouds in the air, and the seeds beside him floated there as if they had no weight.

When Mu Fan distributed the seeds to the elves, the elves stuffed the seeds into the clouds one by one. The elf kept whispering softly, and the crisp and innocent voice sounded softly on the clouds at this moment. "The lovely seeds bloom the beauty of the plants, in this vast sky, in this ethereal clouds. Show your unique charm, let the delicious food from the sky appear in front of everyone's eyes, let the sky be proud of you, and let this empty paradise full of plants. ”

As soon as the elf's words fell, a wonderful and magical scene occurred. As soon as these seeds are stuffed into the clouds, they begin to break through the clouds and sprout. Their bodies are firmly anchored in the clouds, unaffected by any outside influence. There are even bursts of crisp and loud sounds due to the wind. Listening to Tang Huo's ears, it is like a heavenly sound from heaven, which makes people yearn and yearn for it.

And the elves on the side of Tanghuo are very innocent and cute, burying a seed into the earth, and then shouting happily.

Tang Huo underestimated with joy in his heart. "Look at what kind of rice will appear in the elf on my side, I must be more carefree than that guy Mufan, I am jealous when I see him!" Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and glared at Mu Fan, who was constantly flying in the sky. The beauty in his heart shattered the next moment.

"Lovely seeds, open your surging passions! Let the savage power fill the earth, and let the feeling of the sky falling apart fill this beautiful sea of plants! Violent and savage plants flood this fertile land, and let the earth be shocked by your surging power! Standing beside Tang Huo, these elves shouted loudly like giant spirits. These words are extremely rude and barbaric, and even make people feel a little bloody and terrifying, and the hymns of the elves in the sky are in stark contrast.

"Brush" the soup fire, a barbed rice pole hooked directly into the sky, "Mine, Mom, can you use this?" *a*, isn't it over yet! The soup fire was washed out of the soil by the huge plant stem and rushed directly to the sky, and said in a trembling tone.

It is not until the stalks of the plants grow to about 100 meters tall that they stop growing.

"Wow, wow, wow" The soup was out of breath, and they all held their stomachs and kept vomiting.

"Master, can I help you?" Mu Fan said in a mocking tone.

"You, hurry up and help, wow, I'll come down!" Tang Huo opened his mouth and spit it out halfway through, then continued.

Now Mu Fan cried without tears, originally he wanted to come over and mock his master, which made him a **.

Mu Fan disappeared with a swish, and returned after a few seconds. The clothes on his body have been changed into clean ones, and he took the soup fire and flew off.

The ground is already covered with huge rice stalks of various shapes, and the stems are hung with plump grains of rice. Some of the stems grew into a large tree, which was covered with rice, as if he kicked him so hard that countless rice would fall from the tree.

Some of the stems are as long as a stick, and there is a huge rice inlaid on them, exuding bright colors, some red, some blue, and even some like **.

People exaggerate that one of the rice that grows on it is actually like a weapon. Axes, knives, forks, meteors, hammers, maces, maces, anyway, as long as you can think of it, there will be something on it that you haven't thought of. Tang Huo shook his head when he saw this, and could only silently praise in his heart that this heterotopic plane was too perverted.