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When Zhang Mo was already waiting impatiently at the side door, the vermilion door creaked open a small crack.

A flat head with gray hair poked out from the crack in the door, and he glanced at Zhang Mo through the crack in the door and said, "Enter the door to weed, and you are at your own risk." ”

"Weeding is still life and death?" Zhang Mo nodded disapprovingly, and did not say his psychological thoughts.

The flat head opened the door a little wider, and carefully led Zhang Mo into the Hao Mansion.

Hao's mansion was so large that it took half an hour to get from the side gate to their garden.

"This is your number, and you have to remove a useless straw every day to get paid. Flat Head handed a wooden token to Zhang Mo.

This wooden token is earthy yellow, shady to the touch, and engraved with a quaint 'four' character on it.

Then the flat head retreated with a look of fear, as if there was something terrifying in this garden.

"Is there really something strange in this garden?" Zhang Mo saw the appearance of his flat head like this, and immediately became vigilant.

The door to the garden opened, and a humanoid skeleton was thrown out of it.

Then Zhang Mo smelled a strong smell of blood, which wafted from the garden.

"Get your token out. A man dressed in red came out of the garden, looking like a member of the Hao family.

Zhang Mo took out the wooden token that the flat head gave him before and handed it to the red-clothed family, and after verifying it, the family member let him go.

"Let's go inside. The red-clothed man returned the wooden token to Zhang Mo and said. "Remember to come to me after weeding and get paid. ”

Zhang Mo nodded and walked into the Hao family's garden. The 'grass' in front of him was by no means an ordinary grass, but a very ferocious god-eating grass in the divine realm.

This grass can devour god-men. It is almost impossible for a godman of the same rank to compete with it.

Of course, the above description is only a description of the god-eating grass in the "Hundred Herbs" that describes the various flower and plant shapes in the divine realm.

The god-eating grass in front of Zhang Mo is a real existence, with stems and branches the thickness of an adult's waist. Each god-eating grass was covered with a row of terrifying barbs, black and shiny, clearly poisonous.

What surprised Zhang Mo the most was that there was a distorted human face on the main trunk of the god-eating grass, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

The number of god-eating grasses in this garden has reached an alarming point, and it is dense and impossible to see at a glance, and all the god-eating grasses let out ugly hissing sounds as soon as they saw Zhang Mo coming in, as if they were excited.

From time to time, there was a foul stench nearby, the remains of the gods who had entered the garden before and were devoured by these god-eating grasses. It is probably because there are too many god-eating grasses and there is too much competition, so some of the remains are broken and they can't see the shape at all.

Wow!

Zhang Mo unfurled the Kunpeng wings, and the golden wings rubbed against each other in the air, making a sound of gold and jade handing over.

At this moment, in the inner mansion of Hao's Mansion, a burly fat man was looking at the light curtain in front of him with great interest, and what appeared in the light curtain was the picture of Zhang Mo and the god-eating grass confronting each other.

"Young Master, this time it's from the White Tiger District. They're getting ....... A man in scarlet clothes beside the fat man frowned and said.

"Noise!" said the fat man impatiently. "Get out of the way. ”

Although the man in red was unhappy, he could only walk aside obediently and no longer make a sound.

In the light curtain, Zhang Mo had already unfolded the Kunpeng wings, and the burly fat man showed a trace of excitement in his eyes when he saw Zhang Mo's Kunpeng wings unfold.

"Feathered artifacts. Defensible, definitely the work of a master. The burly fat man muttered to himself, and at the same time beckoned to the red-clothed attendant, "Go and rummage for me to find the information of the flying artifact maker who has appeared in the past ten thousand years." Bring it all to me. ”

The red-clothed attendant immediately walked away after hearing the order, and the burly fat man was more interested in Zhang Mo in the light curtain. When he saw Zhang Mo using the black lotus flower to suck the life force of those god-eating grasses, he stood up from his chair with a thud. Because he was so obese, he stood up with a chair that was 'stained' on his fat ass.

"It's ...... The Seven Nights Demon Lord's Exercises!" The burly fat man's voice trembled a little, and he immediately rushed out with a rolling belt, shouting loudly: "Dad, Dad, I have made a big discovery." ”

Syllable!

The wooden door made of gold silk rosewood was roughly pushed open by the burly fat man, and a fat man of almost the same size was standing in front of the desk waving, but the fat man's temples were white, and his face was more mature.

"What kind of body is in a panic!" The fat man who was waving saw the burly fat man, finished writing the rest of the words, and put down the pen before he said a lesson.

"Dad, I have discovered the heir of the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights. The burly fat man said anxiously.

"Lord of the Seven Nights, take me to see the man. The burly fat man put his hands behind his back and said indifferently, but his voice with a trace of trilling and slightly trembling sleeves betrayed his mood at the moment.

At the same time, Zhang Mo successfully angered all the god-eating grasses in the garden with the Black Lotus, and a heart-palpitating hiss came and went.

The thick branches flapped a golden ball, and Zhang Mo was besieged by all the god-eating grasses in the garden after sucking a few god-eating grasses with black lotus.

If it weren't for the Kunpeng Wings blocking it, I'm afraid it would have been slapped into a pulp.

It's just that Zhang Mo is not comfortable now, that slap made his body tremble, if he didn't have a golden body, I'm afraid this would have been shattered into pieces by this huge force.

Boom! Boom!

After three muffled sounds, the Kunpeng Wings were pulled open a gap, and a small branch immediately stretched into it, and before Zhang Mo could retract the Kunpeng Wings, it had already wrapped Zhang Mo.

The suffocating force, as well as the sharp stinger, for ordinary gods, being caught by the vines of god-eating grass is almost certain death.

But Zhang Mo resisted these two stubbornly, although he was a little out of breath, but he didn't worry about his life.

Smack!

After the three explosions, three vines with the thickness of an adult's waist swept in from mid-air, binding Zhang Mo almost at the same time.

At the same time, the three vines wanted to shrink almost at the same time, strangling Zhang Mo in it.

Poof!

After three muffled sounds, three vines the thickness of an adult's waist were cut off by a ghost-headed knife, and scarlet blood immediately gushed out from the vines, letting out a painful hiss.

Zhang Mo saw two fat men, one was more mature, and the other looked unusually white and looked a little young, both of them staring at Zhang Mo with very strange eyes.

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