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Chapter 1874 Zhuang Sheng's Dream Butterfly 3

Chapter 1793 Devouring the same kind?

Hearing this, the mutated nine-leaf red branch also looked surprised.

Where is the Resurrection Grass?

The mutated nine-leaf red branch stopped to pay attention to the movements of the Taiping tribe, and saw that they had been moving in its direction.

What's going on? Is the Resurrection Grass near it?

Although the mutated nine-leaf red branch has never seen the resurrection grass, it still took a closer look around and found that there was no grass that it did not recognize.

So where is the Resurrection Grass?

At this time, someone from the Taiping tribe spoke again.

"Hey, why aren't you moving? Did the Resurrection Grass escape?"

"Impossible, let's be careful and get closer and take a look."

After hearing this, the mutated nine-leaf red branch thought about it carefully and suddenly became speechless.

Do the people from the Taiping tribe think it is the resurrecting grass?

Without further ado, the mutated nine-leaf red branch started moving again.

Sure enough, the people from the Taiping tribe said excitedly, "It's moving, the Resurrection Grass is in front."

Mutated nine-leaf red branch: "..."

What a waste of expression!

However, the mutated nine-leaf red branch also took this opportunity to lure the people of the Taiping tribe to other places.

Unknown to Yi Lingzhi and the group of people, after they walked a certain distance, a small umbrella-shaped Lingcao glanced at their backs timidly, and then hid again.

Ye Feiran was alert to the surrounding situation while quickly transplanting the elixirs. Fortunately, her mental power had been cultivated to a terrifying level, otherwise she would really have to watch herself miss these elixirs.

As she walked, Ye Feiran noticed something moving in front of her with sharp eyes. She subconsciously hid her breath and squatted down, then carefully observed the situation in front of her.

When she saw it, her eyes suddenly brightened, because she saw a small umbrella-shaped spiritual grass, which is the resurrection grass.

Oh my God, it turns out there is more than one Resurrection Plant in this canyon!

Next, Ye Feiran quietly laid out a dragnet, then spread pills everywhere, patiently waiting for this resurrecting plant to break into her dragnet.

However, I don't know if every Resurrection Grass is different. These pills seem to have no attraction to this Resurrection Grass, and it still stays in the same place.

Ye Feiran glanced at the mysterious space with his consciousness, and saw that the resurrecting plant was still taking the elixir with relish.

Therefore, this resurrecting plant may not be interested in elixirs, but it may be too cautious.

Okay, she should just be patient with it.

In this fight, from day to night, Ye Feiran couldn't move, and neither did the Resurrection Grass.

On the other side, the mutated nine-leaf red branch led the people of the Taiping tribe to a certain position and stopped moving forward, but it was still teasing them.

The people of the Taiping Tribe had no doubts, just because they had tried to capture the Resurrection Grass in this way before, and it could be said that they were also trying to be patient.

Waiting until midnight, Ye Feiran saw that the Resurrection Grass had not moved yet, and suddenly a guess came to his mind, and he took the Invisibility Pill and the Hidden Breath Pill.

A quarter of an hour after the two elixirs took effect, the Resurrection Grass finally moved.

Ye Feiran: "!!!"

So even though she had hidden her aura before, the Resurrection Grass knew of her existence.

Tsk tsk tsk, the sacred grass is indeed the sacred grass, it’s different!

The Resurrection Grass glanced at where Ye Feiran was, and then began to pick up pills to eat.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The Resurrection Grass ate the elixirs around it like jelly beans, and I don't know how happy it was, but it never reached the place where Ye Feiran was.

Faced with such a cautious Resurrection Grass, Ye Feiran was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

Before the sky turned white, the Resurrection Grass, which had been struggling for a long time, finally walked towards where Ye Feiran was, but it was very wary.

One, two, three...

As he took more and more pills, the Resurrection Grass also relaxed its vigilance.

When the last pill was left, the Resurrection Grass suddenly became vigilant again.

Ye Feiran: "..."

Without further ado, when the Resurrection Grass was about to escape, she caught it with quick eyesight and quick hands, and then she ducked back into the mysterious space.

At the same time, an angry voice also sounded in the canyon.

"Which thief stole my resurrection grass? Hand it over quickly, otherwise I will let you die without a burial place."

This sound not only startled Ye Feiran, who had entered the mysterious space, but also scared the mutant Nine-leaf Red Branch and the Taiping tribe.

Because the pressure emanating from this sound was so strong, the people of the Taiping tribe all crouched down and hid, thinking only of how to escape, and how could they dare to think about the resurrection grass.

The mutated nine-leaf red branch looked at them with disdain, hesitated for a while and stayed where it was, but always paid attention to the surrounding situation.

Ye Feiran came back to his senses, and Wu Zhen's voice came from the ten thousand year soul-inducing wooden bracelet.

"A Ran, that is the soul of God!"

Hearing this, Ye Feiran rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of the key.

"So he is waiting for the resurrection grass to grow up, then reshape his body and repair his remaining soul?"

"Um!"

Wu Zheng responded, and at the same time he was a little annoyed. He didn't know that there was another soul hiding in this place.

Ye Feiran, who was holding the mysterious space in his hand, became extremely calm after being surprised.

Immediately afterwards, she stretched out a finger and poked the resurrection grass in her hand. As a result, before she could speak, the resurrection grass started to cry.

"嘤嘤嘤..."

The corner of Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, "Stop crying, if it weren't for me, you would have been eaten by that voice outside."

As soon as these words came out, the Huanhuancao stopped crying and seemed to be thinking about Ye Feiran's words. The next moment, she cried even more pitifully.

Ye Feiran felt a headache coming on, "Xiaocao, no, Dacao, stop crying. As long as you behave, I won't eat you."

Wu Zheng: "..."

Aran's habit of telling lies with his eyes wide open remains unchanged.

Naturally, these words did not comfort the Resurrection Grass, and it continued to cry. However, when it saw another Resurrection Grass, it immediately stopped crying.

At this moment, its inner thought is that this human has two resurrecting plants, and it is not certain who will be eaten first!

As a result, it struggled hard and fell to the ground from Ye Feiran's hand, then jumped up and down towards another resurrection grass.

The two resurrecting plants rubbed against each other and then went to take the elixir together. It was so unpleasant!

Seeing this, Ye Feiran was very satisfied, and then began to think about how to lure away the spirits outside, so that the mutated nine-leaf red branches could lead the people of the Taiping tribe to run away first.

"Aran, I'm going to lure away that divine soul." Wu Zhen said.

"No!" Ye Feiran refused without thinking. Wu Zhen is a remnant soul. The soul outside is not complete, but it is definitely better than Wu Zhen.

Ye Feiran's reaction made Wu Zhen happy.

"Aran, gods are also divided into strong and weak. I am a remnant soul, which is fine, but I am stronger than him, and he can't do anything to me."

"No." Ye Feiran still disagreed.

Wu Zhen had no choice but to continue persuading, "Aran, a cultivator will only have a personal space when he becomes a god. But you already have a personal space before you become a god. Others will miss you, so you must not expose this personal space.

"

Hearing this, Ye Feiran fell into silence.

Seeing this, Wu Zhen had no choice but to continue persuading, "Now I have the opportunity to repair my remaining soul and rebuild my body. I cherish it very much, so you don't have to worry about me completely losing my mind. I won't do anything I'm not sure about."

"Okay, but I have to follow you." Ye Feiran said.

Once she found something was wrong, she put Wu Zhen's remaining soul into the mysterious space.

Wu Zheng: "..."

How is this different from before?

He didn't care at all about the life or death of the Taiping tribe, he only cared about Ye Feiran's safety.

"Aran..."

Ye Feiran had more or less guessed Wu Zheng's thoughts and was moved in his heart, but he was very clear-headed.

"Wu Zhen, if it weren't for the Taiping tribe, we wouldn't be able to find two resurrecting plants."

The implication is that the life and death of the Taiping tribe cannot be ignored.

After hearing this, Wu Zheng was silent for a while and then said, "A Ran, you leave with them. I will catch up with you later."

Ye Feiran: "No!"

"I plan to devour the soul outside, but I don't want you to see that scene."

Wu Zhen's words were undoubtedly like a thunder, which suddenly shocked Ye Feiran.

Devour...the same kind?


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