"Are they crazy? What do they do with a hoe?" A group of big-eyed flying insects with eyes that almost covered the entire face kept turning their eyes in the sky, "Can they be confused about us?"

"It's not just a hoe." A Zerg shouted tightly, "They got some things."

"Is it paper?"

Another Zerg came up next to him and said in a slight manner: "I knew that these people must have wanted to confuse us again."

"Hmph, you must be preparing some secret weapon. This hoe may be a new magic weapon."

"Yeah, there are people with shovels? They are quite capable of holding these people."

"Look at it! If there is any abnormal movement, report it to the Dinghuang." The Zerg who said this was immediately photographed by the person next to him, "Isn't it just an abnormal movement now? You are stupid! Why don't you report it to the Dinghuang!"

He was kicked.

The Zerg, who had a little brainless mind, hurried to report the news.

The Dinghuang just closed his eyes and rested for a while, when he was frowning and woke up by the news.

"What did you say? Hoe?"

"Yes." The Zerg who reported the news nodded repeatedly, "We guess that this must be a trick."

The Emperor's fingers drooped beside him and twitched gently twice, and said with a cold expression: "Continue to stare."

He felt his nerves tingling with his movements, and it was not so easy to suffer from injury to his spiritual sense.

"Sir, go and have a rest." He stood beside him and leaned over and suggested, "I'll be here for you."

"The recovery of your spiritual consciousness is the most important thing." The other sect leaders immediately followed the heavy steps to persuade him.

"Didn't you take a new pampered maid?"

"Let her go over and accompany the adult." The adult was rare to fall in love with a little female insect.

The servant cuckold next to him saw the emperor and did not reprimand him.

I know this is the default.

He was about to quit and let Nanhui prepare.

But he heard the King of Ting, who was supporting his chin, suddenly turned his head and whispered: "I have you made the new human skin mold?"

"Let Nanhui wear it."

The servant cuckold was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Yes, sir."

In the inner hall deep in the top palace.

Nan Hui sat next to the desk, practicing writing stroke by stroke.

Now her handwriting is very neat.

It has edges and angles.

Each word couldn't help but reveal a bit of murderous aura.

She wrote a few words and took a look at the door that was always closed.

Dinghuang is worthy of being the center of Zerg's rights. As his "owner", Nan Hui has the best treatment. No one dares to neglect her, except for freedom.

But what's the use of without freedom?

Nan Hui leaned her head gently on the table in front of her.

Countless feet spread out and kept grabbing the ground.

Dinghuang hasn't returned to this room for a long time to listen to her telling stories.

What happened outside again?

Are the children from Xian clan okay?

The servants came and went in a hurry, and basically didn't say much to her, and she didn't dare to inquire about it, for fear of being seen.

Such a day...

A squeak sounded softly.

A group of servant insects came in with something in hand.

They had exaggerated smiles on their faces, showing poisonous fangs inside.

"Congratulations to Miss Nanhui."

"Look, Lord Dinghuang cares about you so much. I have always asked us to make the human skin mold you will use in the future."

"Now it's finally done. Go and take a shower and change into this new skin for adults to see."

"Sir, you have to wait and be careful." A servant cuckold showed his goodwill and whispered, "Sir, you have personally drawn the appearance of your skin and asked someone to go to work."

"I haven't seen such a fine skin."

"We picked out all kinds of contours from thousands of people that fit the portraits, and then found the best weaving insects to make the mold."

The soft human skin was folded into a square and spread in a bright red box.

She smelled the disgusting smell on it, and streams of sour water came out from her throat.

"We used the best incense, which has the effect of calming the mind. You have to serve the adults well." The servants were still nagging.

Nanhui's heartbeat was fierce.

Ah, it turns out that the smell was imagined by her.

The surging malice and the tide of powerlessness pressed against her stomach, twisted her nerves, and cursed stench. She grabbed her soul, which had not yet been completely wormed, and kept her conscience.

It was reminding her.

You are still an individual.

...

"What do you think about the mother tree?" on the empty wasteland of thousands of fields.

Zhou Shaoyu thought about it and couldn't even think of the reason why the mother tree suddenly made this happen.

No, this one!

"Can it be that the mother tree felt that it was not good to see that our ten thousand realms had been deserted for too long?"

"I'm just asking others to help us work and plant trees?"

"But I'm used to rolling on the sandpie." Zhou Shaoyu felt that it would be better to kill the Zerg. What tree should I plant? He poked the children of the Xian tribe next to him, thinking that he should pull some allies with the same idea as him, "Children, you also prefer to go out to fight, right?"

The children of the offering tribe are looking at the booklets sent to them by the mother tree.

During this period, they learned a lot of words.

Now I can understand what is in the booklet.

Perhaps for the sake of comprehension, there are no obscure words in the booklet.

"It's good to plant trees." The child was very obedient, "We will do whatever the mother tree says."

They like the empty earth and the lush green.

"I have to learn this thing." Zhou Shaoyu shook the book and put it under the fire. "What is it? You have to have some attack power, right?"

"Let me see." He tilted over one word by one, and first saw the name, "How to Plant a Good Tree: Absolutely Perfect Tree Planting Secrets"

Bang!

The booklet was heavily photographed on the ground.

"What a hell!"

His nose was crooked.

When is it time to do this?

However, Ruan Qingyan looked at the book and showed a thoughtful look. She suddenly smiled and slapped Zhou Shaoyu in the head, "If you want to plant, you can plant it. If you are not happy to plant trees, go to bed."

"It just so happens that you have more than one of us."

"Anyway, this time is a competition." Ruan Qingyan knew very well what to say to make this group of people feel willing to move. "The people in Bailindi have put in full force. This time it seems that they will get higher scores. Don't forget that planting trees is not important, what is important is the cultivation resources we can get from the mother tree."

"But that." Ruan Qingyan's voice was slightly elongated, looking at someone who was not very enthusiastic about this matter like Zhou Shaoyu, and said meaningfully, "I think you don't care much about these resources, right?"
Chapter completed!