"Monsters! Harsh words have no effect on me!" Tianma Xingkong saw the faces of those strange trees clearly, and he was no longer afraid. He shouted loudly, "Watch the move! Tianma Meteor Fist!"
Before he finished speaking, hundreds of silver fists shot forward like numerous meteors and hit the trees.
But...it has no effect.
"Hahahaha..." The group of mocking trees that were hit by the meteor punch laughed. Not only were they unscathed, they also laughed at the attack, "You punch like my sister! Hahaha..."
"Damn it..." Brother Ma's anger was gradually ignited, and he punched and wanted to hit him again.
"Save your energy." Feng Bujue walked up to him, dissuaded him in a calm tone, and reached out to press his shoulders, "They are not afraid of your attack at all. In fact, they are inducing you to attack.
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"So...are these trees trembling?" Atobe on the side asked.
"If what you said is a joke, it's just a joke." Honghu said, "If it's a reasoning... then it's too unreliable."
Feng Bujue continued: "Obviously, these trees are delaying our trip." He glanced around, "They kept talking rubbish to anger us and lure us to attack." His eyes returned to Tianma Xingkong.
"And your attacks will only waste your energy and time without getting anything in return."
"Oh..." Brother Ma nodded, "That makes sense." He put away his posture, "I understand, I want to ignore these monsters and stay calm."
"That's right." Feng Bujue turned to Jibu and said, "Let's continue to open the way."
After hearing this, Jibu turned around again and moved forward.
During the conversation between the players, the scoldings of the mocking trees were still heard. Now that the five people started to move forward again, the trees became even more provocative. However, everyone decided to adopt a ignore attitude and try not to care about those things.
The content of the words. They quickened their pace and moved forward, and soon they entered the core of the mocking forest.
The trees here are thicker and denser, and the entangled tree vines block the players' way like tentacles. At this moment, the [trash-talking tree spirit must die] in Atobe's hand can come into play.
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"Ah! Ah! Do you know what you are doing? Bastard!" When the ax chopped on the vines, the strange trees kept moaning and yelling.
"I know." Atobe showed no mercy and waved the ax happily, "Otherwise, how could I have done it so happily?" He showed the expression that a person from the chaotic evil camp should have, grinning ferociously.
Slashing the vines blocking the road.
At this time, Feng Bujue, who was following Aibu, seemed to have thought of something again. He turned around and asked, "By the way, uncle good-for-nothing, can you lend me a fire?"
Without saying anything, the good-for-nothing uncle casually took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it to Brother Jue.
"Thank you." Feng Bujue raised his hand to catch the lighter, picked up a small branch from the ground, and then tried to light it.
"What are you doing?" Tianma Xingkong asked when he saw this.
"Testing the fuel." Feng Bujue replied.
"Oh..." Honghu understood the meaning of this sentence instantly, "What a good idea."
"What are you talking about?" Tianma Xingkong asked in confusion.
"He wanted to test how long the branches of these trees could burn." Honghu explained, "Trees that can withstand the Pegasus Meteor Fist must be extraordinary."
"So that's it..." Uncle Good-for-nothing understood after hearing this, "If the branches of these trees of ridicule are indeed flammable and can burn for a long time, then we can collect some now to prepare for emergencies."
"Well, that's right." Honghu said, "Judging from the basic settings of this script, making a fire to keep warm or heating food are things that must be done sooner or later. It is necessary to prepare for a rainy day."
After they said these few words, Feng Bujue had already made progress, "Aha! I knew it could be ignited." It took him some time to finally make the branch in his hand burn.
Brother Jue threw the lighter back to the good-for-nothing uncle. He quickly took out the catapult from his bag and floated the small burning branch in front of the catapult. "Now... let's see how well this thing can burn."
How long has it been?"
"Hey! Bastard!" a mocking tree nearby interrupted loudly. "Do you think doing this can change your fate? You smart idiot! Your brain is as small as a mole's wedding equipment!
You are just a maggot crawling between stupidity and arrogance! What you do is meaningless! It is as useless as translating the book "How to Learn German" into German!"
"Haha..." Feng Bujue smiled at the tree, "What's wrong? Why are you so excited? Could it be that what I burned happened to be your [beep——]?"
"You wretched bitch, if you have the guts, come here and let's fight!" shouted the mocking tree.
"I'm not coming over." Feng Bujue responded with an extremely mean smile, "Come over and hit me if you can~ Idiot."
"Hey...you're persuading us to ignore these trees, and at the same time you're talking to them with gusto?" Honghu said, "How do you think you've successfully collected a lot of trash talk and are ready to apply what you've learned?"
"Don't be wordy...Yulong, sooner or later you will die in front of me, and your last line is 'If you are born with a yu, how can you be a bright one'."
"Are you suddenly coming at me again? Are you crazy?"
"It's boring to have nothing to do anyway." Feng Bujue replied with a shrug.
After a while, Brother Jue took a closer look at the branch wrapped in flames. "Well...as expected, after burning for so long, the size of this branch showed no sign of decreasing, and no ashes fell." He said.
Then, he released the button of the ejector, let the branch fall to the ground, and then stepped on it a few more times, "Well... good, it's much easier to put it out than to light it."
He put away the ejector and continued: "It's such a safe and flame-resistant material, it's surprising. If the little match girl had had a box of matches made of this wood, this story wouldn't have ended in tragedy."
"He paused for a second, as if he thought of something, "Oh, of course... If her father is a pervert, then a few years later, this story will still be..."
"Hey! That's enough!" Honghu yelled and interrupted, "Are you going to talk about some exciting topics again? Your mind is always ready to move, isn't it?"
"Ah... I don't understand what you are talking about at all." Tianma Xingkong answered with a puzzled expression, "But I feel like you two have a good relationship."
"Bullshit!" Honghu replied, "This person is not even on my friend list."
"Hey! Everyone." Suddenly, Aibu, who was fighting through the thorns ahead, spoke. At this moment, he stopped and turned around to wink at his teammates, "It seems we are in trouble..." (To be continued, please search
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