"And what do you want me to be? As long as you let me join the rebel army of vegetative people, I will agree to anything. ”

Nan Fei, a heather vegetative person, saw that Ximen Cong did not agree with it as a secretary, and said a little frustrated and a little tough.

"Why do you want to join the vegetative army so much?"

When Simon Cong saw Nan Fei so persistent, he was interested in the reason.

"I want to do more for the Resistance."

"I would have been a carefree vegetative person outside of the Center City."

"It's hard to evolve again, but I'm still very happy."

"I think I have hands and feet, and I'm very satisfied if I can jump and jump."

"Who knew that one day, I was arrested by Wang Weijun in the royal city."

"Later, I learned that they wanted me to come to the royal city as their ornamental plant."

"I don't think I look good, and the smell of the flowers is terrible, and I don't know why they chose me."

"There were many vegetative people who were arrested with me, and we were escorted to the royal city by Wang Weijun."

"I was very fierce, I didn't want to lose my freedom, and I tried to run away several times."

"But it didn't work out once, Wang Weijun's perfect planting is too powerful."

"I gradually became dead, disappointed, sluggish, godless, and resigned to my fate."

"I think there's a lot of places I haven't been outside of Center City."

"I don't see a lot of my friends outside of Canterlot."

"There's also a vegetative person I like, I haven't confessed to him yet, and I've never had the courage."

"I was very sad and sad, I thought about a lot of things, and I remembered the time when I was still free, over and over again."

"I resent those perfect planters of Wang Weijun very much, we can survive well and not interfere with each other, can't we?"

"Why are they arresting us, just for a dispensable reason to watch us."

"They escorted us from the gates of the Central City to the royal city, step by step."

"This is to let us know the distance from the royal city to the exit of the central city, and the mind of running away when we die."

"While they were escorting us, the rebels came to our rescue."

"But most of us were already numb at the time, and when the rebels fought against the Wang Weijun, few of us escaped smartly."

"The rebels can only fight Wang Weijun while organizing men to take us away."

"I was also dragged up and taken away by a rebel fighter."

"But when this rebel soldier fled with me, he was pursued by one of the royal guards."

"He put me down and let me run on my own in order to fight better."

"I didn't understand the situation at all, and my heart was dead and my brain was stupid."

"I just stayed where I was."

"That Wang Wei soldier thinks he can't beat the rebel soldier."

"When he saw me standing still, he wanted to kill me, and then he ran away."

"So that I won't be saved by the rebels, my life Wang Weijun doesn't care too much."

When Nan Fei said this, his tone was a little low, his eyes were a little memorable, and a little mist flowed out.

"Then, that rebel soldier, in order to protect me, was shot by a soldier of the Wang Guards."

"I saw him fall in front of me, his chest pierced by a black spear, and he whispered to me to run away."

When the heather vegetative man said this, green tears continued to drip like raindrops.

It bent over a little and wiped away tears.

"In the end, that Wang Wei soldier killed the rebel soldier who led me to escape and captured me."

"Later, when Wang Weijun's support came, the rebels withdrew, and they did their best to take most of the captured vegetative people."

"Wang Weijun brought us back together and found that there were only a few vegetative people left."

"The vegetative people who were captured with me, and the rebel fighters who took them away were also killed."

"I'll never forget that scene in my life, the scene when the rebels fell in front of me."

"I don't know his name, and he doesn't have anything to do with me, but he lost his life for me."

Nan Fei, a heather flower vegetative person, had already cried when he said this.

Ximen Cong looked at Nan Fei with cat eyes open, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

He wanted to comfort Nan Fei, but he didn't know how to comfort him, after all, he was not a very eloquent person.

He only sighed softly in his heart, patiently waiting for Nan Fei's emotions to vent to the past.

"I regret it very much, if only I hadn't stayed where I was, and had run away as soon as possible."

"Then I can escape, and the rebel who saved me won't die."

"After the royal city was used as an ornamental plant, I wanted to unite with the rebels and make my own contribution to the rebels."

"It was both to save the rebel fighter who saved me and to make amends for my own actions at the time."

"Later, one time Buckru came in to enjoy the flowers, and he came up to me and smelled it."

"He said he was very familiar with my taste, but my taste was stronger than the smell that came out of his body."

"We took advantage of this to talk, and I began to deliver news to the rebels."

"I also began to organize all the vegetative people in the royal city to unite and rebel against the night, against the Wang Weijun, and against all the evil perfect planters for our freedom."

"In this life, I only want to resist, and I will never die at night."

Heather vegetative person Nan Fei, speaking of this, is speechless.

Its green tears still flowed down to the soles of its feet.

"Hey, don't cry, I agree that you've joined the rebel army of vegetative people."

Of course, Simon Cong was also very moved, and decided to agree to Nan Fei's request.

If the heart is not wood and stone, how can you not feel it, let alone the good man Simon Cong!

He's the commander-in-chief of the rebels' vegetative warriors, and that's not just a matter of his words.

"Really? I don't believe it. ”

Heather vegetative Nan Fei shook his head while crying.

"Why don't you believe it? If I say let you join, I will let you join, and no one dares to oppose my opinion. ”

"It's not okay to come late at night, I said."

"I'm the commander-in-chief, and the commander-in-chief can do whatever he wants."

Ximen Cong comforted Nan Fei, he felt that this was not a matter at all.

"But what if Buckru is against it? Do you dare to fight him? ”

"Buckru? Which green onion is Buckru? I'm the commander-in-chief of the rebels' vegetative soldiers, so he's a little behind. ”

"He's the boss of everyone in the Resistance, so he should have a bigger position than you."

"Don't look at Bakru's fun now, tell him to pull the list sooner or later."

Simon said viciously, his great plan came to mind again - to retire Bacru.

"Then he's still in the stage of having fun, and he will definitely oppose me joining the vegetative army."

"I asked you to join the rebel army of vegetative people, why would Buckru oppose it?"

Simon Satoshi was very strange, what was there to object to in this trivial matter.

What's more, Nan Fei's composition, background and ideological affiliation are even cleaner and purer than his Baclu.

Not long ago, Buckru was shouting about the disgusting filth of him and the invisible people of the Night's Mother.

Why did he object to Nan Fei joining the rebel vegetative army?

Simon was puzzled.

"I've mentioned this to him before, and I said that after I'm free, I want to join the rebel army of vegetative people."

"He was very adamantly against it."

"Because to join the rebel army in a vegetative state, you have to meet a certain standard, and he said that I must not meet this standard."

Simon Satoshi nodded, and continued:

"Buckru actually makes sense, too."

"However, at this time and that time, there will be no foreign military orders."

"Now I'm the commander-in-chief of the vegetative warriors, and I have the final say."

"I agree to your joining."

"You don't have to worry, when I see Buckru, I'll tell him about it."

Nan Fei, a heather planter, saw that Simon Cong was not afraid of Bucklu's opposition, and he was very excited, but he was a little worried.

"Are you really not afraid of Bakru? He's the boss of the rebels. ”

"He's a fart in front of me, no, not even a fart."

Simon Satoshi said casually, expressing extreme contempt for Bacru in his words.

"You don't know how Buckru knelt down and begged me to be the commander-in-chief of the rebels' vegetative soldiers, do you?"

"I'll tell you about it now."

"When I'm done, you'll know my place in Buckru's heart, and whether he will object to me agreeing to you joining the vegetative army."