At this time, Jiang Yan had the heart to observe the surrounding scene. At this time, an ice field had formed around Jiang Yan, with watermelon as the center, the ice field spread out to the surroundings, and the ice layer climbed along the wall of the store to the ceiling. Because Wang Fugui's shop was too dilapidated, there were all kinds of miscellaneous objects hanging from the ceiling, and the cold snap did not let them go, and the ice hugged them tightly, forming one translucent ice curtain after another.

And the ice at the door was much freer, they were not blocked by walls, they went out from the threshold, and spread the streets wantonly, until they were almost at the end of Jiang Yan's sight, and they stopped. There was no one on the street. The ice stopped there, but the cold still spread far away, and in those places the tiny moisture in the air condensed and soon solidified into fine frost on the surface of the object.

What caught Jiang Yan's eyes was all snow-white.

"My loss is not small." Wang Fugui and Jiang Yan both stood up.

"My loss is not small." Jiang Yan looked at the watermelon in her arms, her pale face finally took on a little ruddy, her eyes were slightly closed, her expression was calm and even a little happy.

She slept peacefully.

"What exactly are they talking about a well card?" Jiang Yan asked, looking at Brother Hei and his gang who were still committing murder before, they were undoubtedly lifeless, their expressions were still frozen in the moment before they died, how ironic the hideousness of the gangsters and Brother Hei's pride looked, the moment the watermelon's ability awakened, their lives suddenly stopped.

It turns out that people can really be fragile like this, so what kind of situation is the disaster that requires many plant girls to resist.

"You don't know." Wang Fugui knew Jiang Yan's details, "The facilities in the farm can be traded in the form of cards, including the warehouse. ”

His words have a deep meaning, it seems that this kind of business in this world is not just Brother Hei's gang.

"There must be someone behind them."

Without a little background, how could ordinary people have the courage to attack the gardener.

"Probably outlaws." Wang Fugui said.

Jiang Yan didn't believe it. However, Wang Fugui didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to ask again, so he opened his gardener's notes. This guy's material is really good, and it's still as good as new.

【Watermelon】

[Life]: 360

[Strength]: 68

[Defense]: 20

[Resistance]: 65

Skill:

[Cold Melon (Shennong)]: Has the ability to create ice and snow.

Just a kung fu of ability awakening, the attributes of watermelon have changed dramatically. The skill of Watermelon Awakening is very simple, with no upper limit or consumption. However, judging from the scene caused by watermelons, the ceiling is still quite high.

"What skills have you awakened?" Wang Fugui came over, he had always been very interested in this kind of thing.

"Didn't you see it on the bright side?" Jiang Yan said.

Wang Fugui knew this, and he looked at the street.

The agitation on the street also attracted Jiang Yan, he looked over, only to see that at the edge of the ice, a large group of people had gathered, judging from their costumes, they were all residents of this small town in the north, and they were cautious, secretly looking at Wang Fugui's shop.

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, and Wang Fugui naturally wouldn't say anything. When they saw that the nobleman in their eyes showed nothing, they began to think about the ice. When the first crab eater appeared, the rest of the townsfolk swarmed up, completely ignoring their image, they didn't have any image in the first place, and the ice was being stripped away little by little under their snatching, and some even fought for it.

"Look at how crazy the people here are for the water." Wang Fugui smiled, he had seen many, many scenes like this.

Under the coaxing of the townspeople, the ice area that seemed to be quite vast was instantly reduced by more than half. No wonder Populus euphratica said that one well was enough to cause him a lot of trouble.

It's no wonder that Brother Hei and his gang, who are ordinary people, can act so blatantly against gardeners, in Xizhou, the water source can indeed be crazy, especially in this great desert in the northwest.

"You probably won't be able to stay here." Wang Fugui did not mean to gloat, but simply stated a fact.

Jiang Yan nodded, there is a black brother, there will be the next black brother.

"Let's go to the Holy Seed Academy." Wang Fugui is very active.

"What is your purpose?" Jiang Yan was very vigilant.

"Ah, don't you owe me three things, and I have something to ask you for there."

"Hmph." Jiang Yan scoffed.

"Let's talk about it." Jiang Yan was silent for a while, and the ice on the street was almost stripped by the townspeople.

"When I get there, I guess I'll have to avoid the limelight too." Wang Fugui looked at the store, and estimated that it would be emptied in a while.

"You're just going to go?" Wang Fugui saw Jiang Yan holding a watermelon and was about to step out.

"I'll go back to the farm." Jiang Yan thought about the poplars and poplars in the farm.

"Your watermelon is estimated to wake up soon, so I won't send you." Wang Fugui said, as if he wanted to take something, "This is just my gift to you." ”

He pulled out a small bag made of linen.

Jiang Yan took it, and there was something in it, which should be a fruit or seed.

"This is ......," Jiang Yanhu doubted.

"Holy Seed." Wang Fugui said, "It is also called the seed of miracles, which can definitely grow the seeds of the plant mother, but the category of the plant mother depends on your luck." ”

"How can there be such seeds? What tree grows? Jiang Yan opened the bag, it was a turquoise seed, like a huge wheat.

"Holy seeds grow randomly on plants, but the number of holy seeds is very rare."

"Oh, then you're willing to give it to me?"

"This one is not ripe yet, the person who picked it doesn't understand, it hasn't grown yet, and I don't know if it can sprout now." Wang Fugui said with a smile, I don't know who he is laughing at, whether it is the person who picks the holy seed, or the person who receives the holy seed.

"Oh roar." Jiang Yan threw away the holy seed in his hand, completely ignoring the treasure that the gardeners of the whole world would be crazy about, after all, it was not certain whether it could be planted or not.

At this time, the watermelon in his arms was muttering again, as if he had the meaning of waking up. Jiang Yan hurriedly put the watermelon down, her feet were soft and she staggered, Jiang Yan hurriedly held on.

"Jiang Yan ......" Watermelon was talking nonsense, and he may not have woken up from his coma.

The performance of the watermelon made Jiang Yan completely relieved, and he helped the watermelon out of the threshold.

"See you, then, at Holy Seed College."

"Hmph." Jiang Yan waved his hand and walked out with the watermelon.

As soon as the gardener and the plant lady left, the townsfolk swarmed in, scavenging for everything that could turn water into water.

Wang Fugui smiled and calmly looked at everything crazy.

Smack.

Brother Hei's hand was broken off, and the townspeople who had scruples became more and more unscrupulous, and soon, Brother Hei's party, which was frozen with popsicles, was divided up by the townspeople who only had water in their eyes.

The scene is disgusting, but not bloody. The watermelon was frozen so thoroughly that there was not even a single liquid left in this space.

When the townsfolk retreated, there was not even a single squeezed water left in the vicinity.

Not at all.