Chapter 0140 Cliff Trap

Beautiful flowers bloom in the valley breeze, and the fragrance fills the entire cliff, which is fascinating. A group of butterflies stay on the flowers, flap their wings, collect nectar, the wings are fragrant, the fragrance of the flowers between the wings is pervasive, and the fragrance of these flowers is more far-reaching, and the nectar is sorted and collected, and the large group of butterflies is very industrious.

The beetle pushes the dung ball, a lump, a clump, down the cliff upside down, to the flower field to push the bottom of the root system to send a dung ball, the cliff bursts of dew fall to nourish these dung balls, many have been broken into a large pile of dung nourishing flower roots, the huge scene of the beetle army around is shocking, tired to rest, can not push a few together unity and cooperation, each other is very loving,

Rows of grasshoppers have built a huge steel palace, majestic and magnificent, from the bottom of the cliff to the cliff wall directly through the upper layer where the flowers are located, almost every ant has its own small nest, quite patient, the texture is black, but it looks strong and abnormal. Iron billets are no exaggeration. But these industrious grasshoppers did not stop, and were busy and were obviously stockpiling food for the winter.

Drilling through the cave, the Silver Horn Demon God gasped, hummed and crawled over the chain to the top of the flower field, but was dizzy by the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and fell directly into the flower field, plopping, smashing a large number of flowers, this loud sound came from the collision between the body of the Silver Horn Demon God and the boulder under the flower field.

The loud noise that resounded through the valley almost shook the huge palace built by the grasshopper. Fortunately, several demon immortals are all practitioners, and they have a good control over this matter.

A group of butterflies ran up first, scattering bursts of ecstasy pollen in the air, and in an instant, the entire space was covered with ecstasy pollen, and a large dose of ecstasy pollen directly put the silver horn demon god fan to sleep.

"Why is there such a big movement?" As soon as the wine jug in the hand of the face-changing holy hand was sent to his mouth, a stream of fragrant wine overflowing with flowers was gulped into his mouth, and the holy hand's confused and intoxicated eyes instantly fluttered, and his face became much sader: "'Life must be full of joy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon'!" Good poetry, good poetry! The face turned to joy again, and the holy hand of the face-changing hand reclined on a large rock, and his eyes were drunk.

"'There is wine today, drunk today, sorrow tomorrow comes, tomorrow sorrows', I have been on the cliff in vain!" Huhu changed his face, and the holy hand had a sad mask on his face, and the whole person appeared much more decadent. It's really a bit of a skill to change multiple times in a short time, and this is still in the case that the mask is handled by a thousand clouds and mirrors.

The mayflies all gathered in heavy armor, one by one, wearing unique masks, and rushed to the flower field with neat steps, while the beetles fluttered their wings and gathered into a swarm, and the black pressure pressed a piece to help the butterflies carry out the aerial blocking battle! The three-way assembly is indeed strong enough.

The grasshopper was heavily armored, and the silver horn demon god was surrounded in the middle: "It's too big, you have to divide it to take it away." The leader of the mayfly ran to the middle of the Green Bull Demon Immortal and said loudly.

Hearing that he had to be divided to eat, the Butterfly King hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation: "You can't divide it in the flowers, it's all blood that is difficult to clean up, you pull him down the cliff, and divide him at the bottom of the cliff!" "The Butterfly King is only responsible for tempting and stuning here, he doesn't want to take on the work of killing, after all, his flower field is clean and fragrant, and who else can run here so easily after the smell of blood is filled!

The Beetle troops, on the other hand, gathered throughout the valley, buzzing as loudly as small airplanes.

After receiving the order to move, the grasshopper team could only burrow under the body of the Silver Horn Demon God, and spread out like a net. The many beetles grabbed every cow hair on the Silver Horn Demon God's body and dragged it upward, unable to hold anything back, and the grasshopper moved the Silver Horn Demon God to the edge little by little.

The beetle flew a little bit and moved the Silver Horn Demon God to the empty valley, and then the Beatle let it all go, and there was another loud bang, this time the loud noise directly threw the Silver Horn Demon God under the cliff.

"Oh, who is so immoral, stun me and slam me, snort my ass!" The Silver Horn Demon God fell off the cliff and was woken up. The cow has a violent temper and roars.

The Butterfly King and the Beetle King looked at each other at the same time, but the Grasshopper King spat violently: "I have met a hard stubble, listening to this voice is enough to reach the level of the Demon God Realm, or there is a cow, I am afraid that if we resist hard, the three of us may not be his opponents." "Although the grasshopper is small and capable, it is also good at analyzing the situation between friend and foe.

"It's all your fault, what kind of cleanliness monster is so clean, what do you have to throw off the cliff to kill and eat again, it's okay, it's higher than the opponent's realm, see if he eats us or he eats us!" The beetle was born in pushing dung balls, of course he hated butterflies and was a clean guy, so he scolded and scolded the butterfly angrily.

"It's useless for you to blame me, isn't this what you and the Grasshopper King jointly pushed down, since this is already the case! Why didn't such a high cliff kill him, it's really fateful, it's so speechless, really! You don't think that drunkard would have a chance to win if he came forward! The Butterfly King flew in the air, pointing his wings at the Face-Changing Holy Hand and said expectantly to the beetles and grasshoppers.

The Beetle King and the Grasshopper King looked at each other at the same time and nodded in acquiescence: "Maybe if you ask him to come forward, this is still a great hope!" ”

The mayfly looked at the Beatle King: "Then you have to go forward!" "After all, he can't fly, so it's okay to escape. Feitian is a little too much to think about.

In the dark cliff, the Beetle King flashed his wings, lowered his voice and gently came to the side of the face-changing holy hand, and said softly: "Brother, there is a big cow today, if you kill him, the beef is enough for us to eat for a year or two, but he is at the level of the demon god, it is particularly difficult to deal with, I am afraid that the three of us will not be able to do him, we think of you together at the moment of life and death, and urgently need your help, you can rest assured that we will fully cooperate throughout the whole process, after the matter is completed, we will give you three-quarters of the beef, Let you make snacks with snacks! The Beetle said respectfully to the Face-Changing Holy Hand.

The holy hand that changed his face randomly poured a sip of flower wine into his mouth, reclined on the mountain rock and said drunkly: "I don't need any beef." The face-changing holy hand hiccuped as if he was drunk, silent and did not speak, as if he was thinking, more like thinking, anyway, suddenly he stopped talking.

"It's really hard to talk to this guy who changes his face, half in his mouth and half in his stomach, it's stupid to drink alcohol, a smell of alcohol is smoking! Hmph" The Beetle listened to the face-changing holy hand and asked him to guess that he would not fight in one place, but he still said with a smiling face: "If there are any conditions, just put it forward, we will try our best to satisfy you and you, and we will do our best to cooperate if we can do it." ”

The face-changing holy hand took a few sips of wine, slowly and drunkly, and said: "I want to go out, I don't want to be trapped in this place where there is no daylight, eat and wait for death without night or night!" I'm getting enough of this life, and I don't want to spend a day staying. The face-changing holy hand with a melancholy face on his face drinking wine had a hint of sadness in his tone.

The Beetle looked helpless: "Don't say you want to go out, which of us doesn't want to go out, the deep mountains and valleys are forbidden everywhere, isn't there no way." After all, no one wants to nest here for the rest of their lives, do they? I really can't promise you this for the time being, it's been so many years that we can only hope for people or animals from outside, and ask them how they got here, as if there is really nothing else to do! ”

The face-changing holy hand then turned pale: "You can't help it, he can't help it, he can't help it, okay, okay, I'll ask the following Divine Cow if there's a way!" As he spoke, he covered the flask, waved his face-changing holy hand, put a black mask on his face, and jumped straight off the cliff.

"Oops, oops, I'm so angry that you caught my feet." The voice of the face-changing holy hand remained unchanged, and he shouted in pain.

"Pretend, pretend, what the hell is this! All day long, she pretends to be a saint and fills the cow, either drinking and chanting poetry, or putting on a cool brush, she is really convinced! "The mayfly is very interested in the operation of the face-changing holy hand, and the strange and funny way makes him feel funny.