"It." Anyway, myrrh swore that it would not be bad for him, so Fenghua raised his finger and pointed at the seed Xiao Eleven.

"Roses?" Myrrh looked at Xiao Eleven, and couldn't help but want to reach out, but after seeing the vigorous barbs on it, he withdrew his hand again.

"A foodie." Fenghua knocked on Xiao Eleven's petals, but Little Eleven rubbed her palm like a coquette.

"Then how are you ......" Looking at Xiao Eleven, who is in the form of a rose, Myrrh has found countless classics in his mind, and he doesn't know what powerful plant system is, it is a rose.

So, what exactly is it?

"I didn't do anything, I just was a foodie who liked to eat any herbs. Life is equal, I can't always bind it, can I? Flicked the petals of Little Eleven, Fenghua said meaningfully.

Originally, she was refining the pill herself, and she could only refine the worst quality pill.

As a result, Little Eleven helped her a lot.

Since he was almost refined into a pill before, Xiao Eleven didn't have any good feelings for the alchemist.

So it asked Fenghua to agree to let it destroy those medicinal herbs.

And Fenghua, of course, agrees with it.

Also wooden, Little Eleven has a sense of self. Therefore, it is very easy to let other alchemists blow up the furnace and fail.

When you can't be a genius, then everyone else will become stupid.

As a result, it created the depression of the strange Taoist city lord.

Then, there was also the wonderful scene of the Alchemist Competition.

It's just because of the emergence of myrrh, the young master of the Alchemy Alliance, that after several changes, those alchemists wanted to save face, and they didn't even go to investigate, which Fenghua didn't expect.

Think she's an insult to the alchemist?

Sorry, she didn't really want to be an alchemist either.

Every day she is angry at all and there are no dead herbs, that is not the day she wants to live.

This was just an opportunity for her to successfully participate in the battle for the strongest main city.

Followers that kind of thing? She's not uncommon.

There are some like-minded friends, and that's enough.

"You mean, it has a consciousness of its own? It's impossible! Listening to Fenghua's words, myrrh held the camouflage mantis's hand tightly.

Feeling that he was almost pinched to death, he stretched out two machetes and stabbed myrrh twice.

Brush Brush Brush!

Little Eleven felt despised and quickly pulled out the barbed vines and whipped him.

Lonely and unheard of human beings, peach blossoms can transform into human form. What happened to it a seed? Seeds can't be self-aware?

"It's angry!" The last second said it was impossible, and the next second myrrh admitted the self-consciousness of the seed little eleven. Realizing that it seemed too bad to go back and forth, Myrrh added, "Tell me that." ”

"But, plants, plants. This is not a spirit animal, so, what is it? "Looking at the rose with a big temper, I can't see through the myrrh of its prototype, and I'm very confused.

"It's a miracle." Looking at myrrh's confused eyes, Fenghua could only reply.

Little Eleven is not the seed of a rose, and she doesn't know what Little Eleven will become after it really sprouts.

And I have experienced those things before, which can only be said to be a miracle.

"......" myrrh sounded like a miracle, and he could only say that there were no wonders in the world, but suddenly, he disappeared from Fenghua's eyes, and he didn't even bring the chatter.