The exchange between Chacha and babbling has always been more mysterious, two people are comparing hands and feet, babbling in their mouths, there is not a single normal word, but they can explain the most cumbersome meaning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmm!"

Babbling nodded, hugged the seed of the soul to the other side, looked left, smelled right, and stretched out his tongue to lick it.

"Phew!"

Babbling frowned, and quickly spat on it.

"Smelly?"

Wei Fan sniffed it, and there was nothing.

"Babbling, it's a ...... Rotten...... It smells like a corpse!"

Cha Cha Translation.

"Hmm!"

Babbling with his hands on his chest, he sat down on the leaves, lost in thought.

Chatter crawled in through the window, circled around the seed, touched it from time to time, and then jumped onto Wei Fan's body, holding on to it.

"Babble!"

The straw thief patted his chest and demanded the seed.

It said...... Can...... Plant it!"

Cha Cha explained.

"I can't wait that long!"

As a gardener of nature, Wei Fan believes that the grass thief should have this ability, but how long will it take?

"Chatter!"

The chatter was very lost, like wood, planted on the desk, lying motionless.

"Babble!"

Ten minutes later, the little banshee began to act, not like usual, using the root system to entangle the seeds into the flower pot to sprout, but directly hugged it and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Is this all right?"

Wei Fan was shocked.

Although the seed was only the size of a walnut, it was still several times larger than the babbling head, and it was jammed like a python devouring its prey.

"It's fine!"

Cha Cha motioned not to disturb the babbling.

Bang!

There was a knock on the door.

Wei Fan didn't plan to pay attention, but the visitor obviously had no intention of leaving.

"Who?"

Wei Fan opened the door and saw Lu Xuenuo standing outside, with a hesitant expression: "What are you doing?"

"I ...... I decided to believe you!"

Lu Xuenuo looked at Wei Fan's eyes, and it was really clear, he should have misunderstood him.

"Oh!"

Wei Fan didn't care: "Is there anything else?"

"I didn't ...... It's gone!"

After Lu Xuenuo finished speaking, he saw the door slamming shut, and Wei Fan didn't even say goodbye.

"You ......"

Lu Xuenuo was depressed and wanted to cry and wanted to slam the door, but her excellent tutor made her unable to do such a thing.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jin Zhe, who was passing by, looked at Snow.

"It's okay, you're looking for Wei Fan, he's there!"

Lu Xuenuo warned himself not to cry, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

Kim Chol knocked on the door.

"Is there any end to it?"

Wei Fan is super hot.

"I'm sorry!"

Jin Zhe chuckled and lifted the bag in his hand: "I originally wanted to drink with you!"

"Sorry, I'm a little busy!"

Wei Fan refused.

"Okay!"

So, there were two beautiful girls left outside the door, looking at each other.

"Hehe, rejected!"

Kim Chol laughed at himself and issued an invitation: "Would you like to have a drink?"

"I don't drink!"

Lu Xuenuo's diet is very regular, I don't know why, seeing Jin Zhe being rejected, her mood suddenly improved.

"It wasn't aimed at me!"

Lu Xuenuo's self-confidence began to recover, Jin Zhe was very beautiful, with long legs, wearing boots, just revealing the absolute realm under the skirt, with one hand in the pocket of the school uniform, plus waist-length black hair, the royal sister was full of style.

Wei Fan even refuses this kind of superb girl, her head is simply sick, wait, maybe that guy is a real Loricon?

"Don't look outside, let's go!"

Jin Zhe knows Lu Xuenuo's identity, this kind of person, he should be wooed in a timely manner.

"Okay!"

Lu Xuenuo couldn't resist Jin Zhe's enthusiasm, plus he had nothing to do, so he agreed.

In the study, babbling swallowed the seeds, lying on the green leaves, the whole belly bulged, flashing with a purple halo, and the aura began to gather towards it.

Gradually, the seeds were digested, the belly deflated, and a green rhizome grew on one of the young branches of Mori Qianluo.

Six purple leaves grow, and when they reach the size of a little finger, a bud slowly clusters in the center and grows until it forms a peanut-sized bud.

In this process, the temperature in the study has been dropping, and a cold wave has spread, making people feel like they are in winter.

"Ahh

Wei Fan sneezed and couldn't help but rub his arms, with his physique, he felt cold and runny.

Cha Cha ran back to the bedroom and brought two quilts over.

"Whoa!"

So two people, one big and one small, squatted on the ground under the quilt.

When frost flowers appeared on the glass window, the water in the teacup froze, and the chatter could not stand it anymore, so they hid in the quilt and the buds began to bloom.

It's as if the sounds of nature are echoing.

Click!

Soon, Wei Fan found that the temperature was too low, the water vapor in the air was freezing, and everything in the study was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Suddenly, a strong wind struck, Wei Fan pushed Cha Cha, instinctively turned around to dodge, and saw an ice gun grazing his cheek.

Tear and pull!

Half of the ear was cut off, blood was spilled on the floor, and it was quickly frozen.

Whoa!

Ice Lance fires.

A translucent figure floats in the air, and with the wave of its hands, an ice spear condenses, shooting at enemies around it.

Wei Fan drew his sword to block.

Oh!

Piercing sound waves, echoing with rage.

The feeling of dizziness hit his brain, and Wei Fan staggered as if he had drunk wine, almost unsteady on his feet, which made his block slower.

Poof!

An ice spear pierced Wei Fan's shoulder, and the powerful inertia carried him and slammed into the wall.

Poof!

More than a dozen ice guns bombarded Wei Fan's body, making him like a hornet's nest full of holes, but the most distressing thing was Chacha.

"Big brother!"

Little Lori just shouted, but before she could run over, she was shot by an ice gun.

"Cha Cha!"

Wei Fan was furious, his aura was running, and he instantly liberated the famous sword, but just as he was about to kill the soul shadow, he suddenly received a heavy blow to his head.

The vision was like a whirlpool, and everything I saw distorted and spun in circles.

"Brother!"

Cha Cha's mournful cry echoed in his ears.

Wei Fan shook his head and found himself crawling on the ground, blood dripping from his forehead.

"Huh?"

The straw thief took a slingshot, loaded a burst pea, and asked Cha Cha, do you want to give Wei Fan another one?

"I'm fine!"

Wei Fan hurriedly stopped, and then looked at the desk, on the branches of Sen Qianluo, the flower of the soul returning to the other side had bloomed, and circles of purple ripples spread around.

"It's all an illusion?"

Wei Fan hit a spirit, full of fear, if it weren't for Cha Cha and chattering to attack him and awaken his consciousness, he would be finished.

The Flower of the Soul to the Other Shore is the thirty-second rarity on the list of magical species, and there are too few people who have seen it grow completely, so the information is missing, which also poses a great danger.

Plants of this level have a strong ability to protect themselves, otherwise they would not be able to survive in the natural world, and the illusion strike is the characteristic of the flower that returns to the other side.

This kind of flower will volatilize a colorless and odorless gas, and when asked, it will make even the plague body have an illusion, and no matter how you defend it, you will suffer a death.

This kind of mental death will not cause immediate death, but it will make the attacked person faint to death, and once the rescue is not timely, it will continue to 'fake death' until the nutrition is exhausted and the real death is headed.

Both chatter and cha cha both have a petal of Mori Qianluo in their mouths, holding their noses with wet handkerchiefs, as for why they are lost, it may have something to do with their origins.

"Careless!"

Wei Fan remorseed.

"Whoa!"

Tea tea sent petals.

In the room, there were clusters of purple shadows, like ghosts, fortunately, these guys had no lethal power except for coldness and illusion, but at night, it was too terrifying.

As the Soul Return Flower matured, there were as many as a dozen soul shadows in the room, floating around and making a sound like a ghost's scream.

"Wei Fan, what are you doing?"

Someone smashed the door again, but it was really too much movement made by Wei Fan.

"Sorry, it's going to be good soon!"

Wei Fan shouted and looked at Cha Cha.

"Oh!"

Cha Cha than a thumbs up.

The babbling began to grow, and the roots stretched out, wrapping around the soul shadows, dragging them into the dirt and suppressing the flowers, leaving them dormant and avoiding attack.

Wei Fan was worried that someone would break into the door, so he went out and said a few words, and when he came back, he scratched his head a little, what should I do with this kind of flower, and extract the medicine I need?

There is so little information that can be relied upon.

There was no way, Wei Fan could only pin his hopes on Sen Qianluo, but fortunately, the gift left by his mother never disappointed him.

Babbling chewed and swallowed the soul return to the other side of the flower, and then began to cry, Cha Cha was very clever and took a cup to catch it.

Ten minutes later, there was a small glass of liquid, about twenty milliliters, in the night light, shimmering with a blurry brilliance, more charming and colorful than the most gorgeous purple gem.

Chatter and Cha Cha covered their mouths, their faces full of surprise.

"It's too extravagant to take revenge with this kind of thing!"

Wei Fan sighed that this bottle of liquid can make those big bosses rush at a sky-high price at any auction, but he has no regrets, he can take revenge, and he is willing to pay any price.

"Next, it's time to follow Veronica, find out the rules of her life, and find the most suitable opportunity to start!"

Wei Fan thought about every step: "What should I do if I am discovered?"

It is too risky to track down a master of the Dragon Slaying Realm.

"Chatter!"

The straw thief volunteered, made a tiptoe gesture, walked behind the teacup, and looked around, meaning to follow Wei Fan.

Wei Fan hesitated.

"Trust!"

Cha Cha clenched his fist.

"Okay!"

Wei Fan recognized: "But everything is based on safety first!"

Babbling was a little tired, waved his hand, retracted the bud to rest, Wei Fan originally wanted to ask what the last three million photographed was the 'rhizome', but he could only give up when he saw this.

The action began, and it was exactly three months after I started school.

On the new Monday, the freshmen will choose subjects, which will be their main direction in the future, and other subjects will be auxiliary.

"Qi Lian, what do you choose?"

Ma Weiguang has a crush on Qi Lian and wants to be with her.

"I don't know!"

Qi Lian saw Wei Fan walking into the classroom, and immediately waved her hand: "Wei Fan, here!"