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Chapter 242 The Pastoral Fruit Farmer (3)

When the young man and the middle-aged man arrived, they happened to see the black bone vine wrapped around Zhou Guozheng. His face was pale and his skin was shriveled.

The two people looked solemn. Looking at this scene, it was obvious that Wu Gu Teng had finished eating.

"Do it." Due to the nature of the black bone vine, it will disappear without a trace after eating. If you want to find it again, you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

"Hey, look here." The young man didn't hesitate, slit his wrist with a knife, and red blood dripped on the ground. Compared with ordinary people, the strong energy and blood of a warrior is actually more suitable for Wugu Teng.

However, because the Black Bone Vine was too timid, it resolutely chose to retreat after seeing the two powerful warriors on the field.

However, a middle-aged man goes to great lengths for the black-bone vine, but can he let it slip away before his eyes?

The two of them worked in tandem to block Wu Guteng's retreat, and at the same time offered Wu Guteng's favorite blood as bait, which made Wu Guteng want to stop.

The Black Bone Vine was forced to have no way out, and since it was inherently bloodthirsty, it naturally went berserk when it couldn't run away.

After all, it is a ninth-level spiritual plant, and middle-aged men and young men really can't do anything about it for a while.

"It's not good at fighting. If you delay it for a while, it won't be able to hold on."

Although middle-aged men are among the top few warriors in the world, there is a difference between the eighth level and the ninth level. The reason why they dare to pursue the idea of ​​a ninth level spiritual plant is because it is the most advanced among the ninth level spiritual plants.

Weak and not good at fighting.

If it weren't for the cowardly nature of the Black Bone Vine, which would run away without a trace at the slightest sign of trouble, it would have been torn apart by countless warriors long ago.

As the middle-aged man expected, Wu Gu Teng's offensive only looked violent and gradually weakened.

Just when the two of them were ecstatic, Wu Gu Teng suddenly stopped moving.

If this black-bone vine could talk, it would be yelling at me right now, mmp, I'm just eating normally. These two animals not only disturbed my meal, but also wanted to kill me. I can't bear it, and I want to die.

Pulling you together.

"No, he's going to expose himself." The middle-aged man is well-informed after all. Seeing Wugu Teng like this, he knew that they had pushed him hard. This guy might as well try to kill him.

Self-revealing is a skill that all high-level spiritual plants have. Once self-revealing, not only will your own body be wiped out, but so will the enemies targeted by it.

"Awu, hurry up, it's targeting me." The middle-aged man hit the black bone vine the hardest just now, and the hatred level was steadily raised.

The young man's face was pale, but he also knew that there was no use staying here, it was just taking one more life.

Awu was adopted by the father of a middle-aged man. He was said to be adopted, but he was not much different from his biological son.

"Sir..." Awu looked at the middle-aged man with a pale face. If he had known that it would turn out like this, he should have stopped Mr.

The only reason is that the time it took for them to find the traces of the Black Bone Vine was too short. They were afraid that the next time the Black Bone Vine would appear would be unknown. The planning time was too short. Otherwise, if all the masters in the family swarmed forward, they would not be able to allow the Black Bone Vine to reveal itself.

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"Awu, help me take good care of Qi'er." The ninth-level spirit plant wanted to drag an eighth-level warrior to reveal himself. The middle-aged man knew that he could not escape, so he calmed down and made arrangements for the funeral.

Awu's eyes were red and he listened carefully to every word. He knew that this was his husband's last confession to him.

The black-bone vine turned into a black shadow and rushed toward the middle-aged man. A ruthless look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. Even if he couldn't survive, he must use the black-bone vine to strengthen his body before he exposed himself.

He tore off the black jade paste from the bone and gave it to Ah Wu.

Each one of them rushed towards the other with a fierce determination to drag the other to death.

"Tear."

The sound of tearing sounded, and the middle-aged man gasped and threw the black bone vine torn from his hand to Wu. At this time, the black bone vine was so close to him that he could not avoid it.

‘I hope this section of black bone vine can collect enough black jade paste for Qi’er’, this was the last thought in the middle-aged man Mo Ren’s mind.

Awu jumped up to catch the young master's life-saving medicine. Looking at the middle-aged man who was surrounded by black bone vines, he couldn't bear to look away.

No one noticed that Zhou Guozheng, who should have fallen to the ground and died long ago, opened his eyes at some point.

When Su Zhan opened her eyes, she found that she had fallen face-on to the ground. The tip of her nose was facing the soil soaked with the original owner's blood. A bloody smell hit her face. She slowly got up from the ground, and then wiped her face.

Blood.

He raised his hand and looked at the weak moonlight. My dear, the original owner, a burly man about 1.8 meters tall, was sucked into skin and bones by the black bone vine.

If someone saw me walking out, they might think that they saw a living skeleton running out to cause trouble to the world in the middle of the night.

Su Zhan sat on the ground worriedly. The original owner's wish was very simple, just to take good care of his precious daughter.

The problem is that when she appears in front of the little girl like this, she still doesn't scare the little girl out of her wits.

Just when Su Zhan was worried, he suddenly spotted the large black vine in front of him, which was what caused the original owner to look like this.

Therefore, it is reasonable for her to suck it back now.

The black bone vine tightly wrapped around Mo Ren's limbs to prevent him from escaping. Then all the vines began to expand. Mo Ren knew that when it expanded to a limit, it would explode with a 'bang' sound.

It was uncomfortable to just close your eyes and wait for death. However, just when Mo Ren was helpless, he saw a hand that was as thin as a club suddenly stretched out and balled up the black bone vines in front of his eyes.

, then the black bone vine was crumpled into a ball like a deflated rubber ball.

Mo Ren “…………?!!”

Awu "…………?!!"

What's even more incredible is that the owner of that hand turned out to be the hand of Zhou Guozheng, who had been used as bait by them from the beginning.

This discovery made both of them dumbfounded and at a loss.

So are all hermit masters these days like this? After being rescued, Mo Ren collapsed to the ground with no strength in his body and was in a trance.

Ah Wu was also dumbfounded. Shouldn't they have found a poor old man who lost his parents when he was young, his wife died when he was young, and his middle-aged daughter is seriously ill as bait?

Why in the blink of an eye does this character who is considered the best male lead in a love story suddenly change into the character of a mysterious martial arts master who can tear apart ninth-level spiritual plants with his hands? Is it really okay to change characters so casually these days?

I saw the boss kneading the black bone vine into the size of a palm, and then squeezed out a pearl-like object from the body of the black bone vine just like squeezing a pimple. The boss held the pearl in his hand, and then casually took the black bone vine out.

Gu Teng's body was thrown away directly.

Throw it, throw it away?!


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