Xia Lingge stopped.

Zhang Peng continued: "Speaking of which, I don't know what your name is, look at your little girl's thin figure, but she looks good. In this way, if you are like her......" He pointed sideways at Zhou Wei who was hiding behind the bookshelf, "Come and beg me, I promise you to get out of the copy safely, how about it?" ”

Xia Lingge looked him up and down: "Just you?" Scold. ”

Zhang Peng was annoyed by her mocking demeanor, "Dead girl, don't put your nostrils at your grandfather, I think you didn't have any hair when Lao Tzu entered the dungeon to kill monsters, you know!" ”

Xia Lingge glanced at him: "Who believes." ”

"You're less in this set of words." Zhang Peng sneered, "I want to get news from Lao Tzu's mouth, you are still tender." ”

was discovered.

Xia Lingge pouted, it was really boring.

But Zhang Peng obviously didn't want to let her go, he twisted his wrist and made a sound: "Little girl, you may be able to suffer less if you cooperate obediently." ”

Xia Lingge didn't speak, she looked at him coldly and pounced on her face and stretched out her hand, she only dodged it sideways, and then bent her knees and kicked forward, Zhang Peng's whole face became distorted, he knelt down and trembled in pain, and his eyes didn't have time to become vicious.

"What am I talking about, that's all?" Xia Lingge retracted her leg and slapped her jeans at will, her eyes glanced at Zhou Wei, who was hiding behind the cabinet, and walked away without saying anything.

Picking up the book that had been thrown around the corner, and walking out of the bronze gate, she remembered that there was a time limit for resting, she hurriedly ran towards the sea of flowers, the stars in the night sky were still so bright, but I don't know if it was her illusion, those stars seemed to be just bright, but not twinkling.

Hurriedly stepping into the sea of flowers, she raised the dial and found that there were less than thirty seconds left before the end of the break, and she saw that Si Cheng had already returned to the sea of flowers, holding a chisel and an awl to 'jingle' something.

"What are you doing?"

She walked around the slender tube on the ground, put down the book and sat cross-legged beside him, Si Cheng's bright eyes softened a little when he saw her come back, "Senior sister, look." He put the almost assembled thing in front of Xia Lingge's eyes.

The pitch-black round outfit is the main trunk, and many tubes of varying thicknesses are wound around it.

"What is this?" Xia Lingge was puzzled.

Si Cheng blinked: "Keep it secret for the time being." ”

Xia Lingge: "......"

Xia Lingge turned her head and found that the soil was starting to dry up again, and wanted to ask her boss Cheng to water it, but seeing that he was very focused on studying things, she simply did it herself.

After a few buckets of water were sprinkled, she saw that the soil gradually absorbed the water, and if it was said that she could catch for five minutes after watering in the morning, she could only catch for three minutes now and then continue to dry.

At this rate, it won't take long for this sea of flowers to be irrigated by water.

That's a speed that even an octopus can't save.

Xia Lingge looked at Si Cheng again, hoping that his speed could be ahead of him, taking advantage of the time when the sea of flowers absorbed water, she took out the mushroom soup that was packed back and put it next to her, sat cross-legged and turned the pages of the book, "Nordic Gods" is to introduce all kinds of Nordic gods, Xia Lingge couldn't read it after reading the first few pages, not that the content was not good, or her concentration was poor, but the names of those Western gods, which were more difficult to remember when combined.

She glanced at it and stopped at a familiar page, his slanted brows, his wide, fluttering sleeves, his black hair curling down to the soles of his feet.

It's obviously the same face, but from his eyes, I can read two completely different charms.

Here's how he was described below:

[He was born in the universe and is also the embodiment of 'fire', and His actions are not good, but they cannot be called evil with a heart. 】

[Of all the peoples in the world, there are only three types of people who revere Him the most: the hopeless traveler in the desert who can only rely on the slightest thought to sustain his life, the rich merchant who is buried in copper coins and money but always wants to seek more, and the gambler whose blood on the table cannot awaken the last bit of conscience, they all love Him, because of Him, they can obtain the highest satisfaction. 】

Xia Lingge was stunned when she saw this, she knew that Western European gods had good and bad systems, but for the first time she heard that there was a god who was hovering between good and evil, so the gods now enshrined in the temple were good or evil to them?

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation behind him.

Xia Lingge suddenly came back to her senses and found that the soil of the sea of flowers had dried up and cracked at some point, and those tiny roots were slowly burrowing into her skin like reptiles, sucking her blood.

Xia Lingge wanted to take these down, but as soon as the roots touched the exposed skin, they immediately wrapped around them.

"Don't come here." She stopped Si Cheng, who wanted to get closer, "These things want to suck blood." ”

"Sister Ke ......"

Si Cheng was very flustered, and his eyes looking at her were full of confusion and anxiety.

"Fetch some more water and see if there's any use." Xia Lingge said to Si Cheng, and at the same time used his dagger [Ghost Sorrow] to swing towards those roots, and the roots were cut off somewhat, but it could recover in a moment.

Si Cheng hurriedly brought a bucket of water and threw it on the cracked mud, but it was useless, but caused the flower roots to grow more roots and wrap around him.

"You get out of here."

Xia Lingge instructed him, it can be seen that these flowers know how to enjoy, and if you find a good one, don't rely on it, her fight against these roots is like a fist hitting cotton, it hurts, but it has little effect.

She looked at the stream not far away, regardless of the tangled roots and slammed down, her body soaked in the stream, and those roots were unsurprisingly chasing down, she swung her dagger to cut off some of those roots, and then slashed open her palm, and the red blood beads scattered into the water, fainting red.

The roots went to absorb the beads of blood, and she took the opportunity to swim ashore.

"Senior sister!"

Si Cheng squatted on the shore and pulled her up, the roots were pierced into the water, and it looked like a spider's web predatoring, and the blood in the water quickly faded and disappeared, Xia Lingge clenched his fists and dripped a few drops of blood.

"Senior sister, why don't I come."

Si Cheng took the dagger in Xia Ling's singer.

Xia Lingge retracted and shook his head: "The more you give, the more greedy you become, you can't rely on their intentions, but that's fine, I don't have to run back and forth to water it." ”

"You explore the invention first, and then take my place after researching."

Si Cheng looked at Xia Lingge fixedly, and his dark and bright pupils gradually filled with determination: "Senior sister, don't worry, I will definitely succeed." ”

Xia Lingge said indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't succeed." ”

Si Cheng seriously vetoed: "No, senior sister." You don't have to comfort me, I will not fail your trust! ”

Xia Lingge: "??? ”

Xia Lingge looked at him with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and blinked suspiciously, does it have anything to do with trust?

And, she's telling the truth.

If these roots are not controlled, it is a big deal to burn a fire,

The rules don't say you can't set fires.