I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 69 We Are Indeed Vegetarian
When Wu Liu and the new little black snake take a relaxing bath, the outside world is not quiet.

After learning that Wuliu had returned, the spirit beasts around were eager to move, and wanted to come to her to order transformation grass.

Transforming grass, as the name suggests, is a medicinal herb that transforms soul beasts that are less than a year old into a human form. It is extremely rare. Originally, there were less than a hundred trees in the Star Dou Great Forest, and they were scattered in different places.But since there is such a kind of herb planted in Wuliu's Baicao Garden, the amount is about one mu of land.

Soul beasts also have their own emotions and desires, and they will get bored if they are always fighting in the forest. Naturally, many of them have the idea of ​​going to the human world, and the transforming grass can make them human and achieve this goal.

I only heard a familiar soft voice in the yard, "Quan Ling, where is your lord, can you come out and see him?"

Quan Ling said indifferently: "Little Lion, my family has just come back. It has been extremely hard work and has already rested. Please go back."

"There is a plan for the distribution of the transforming grass. Let us tell our neighbors what's the matter." Her tone was a little heavier, and she became tough.

"Don't rely on the Lord's blessing, you mascara clan is so arrogant, no matter what, your clan is so weak, even the patriarch is a cub, how dare you reject our hell dragon clan, you know we are A beast that lives in the core."

Wu Liu silently looked at the milky white hot spring water in front of her, expressionless, as if she was not talking about herself.

Some wounds shed tears, bleed, scab and leave scars, and then they are still sensitive, and every tingling and trembling is like the first time.

Wu Liu poked and poked the little black snake, but it stuck to the side of the fish tank very obediently, motionless. Hearing these words, it moved its tail in the water a few times.

Quan Ling just repeated coldly: "Please go back."

Seeing that Quanling was soft and hard, the woman chopped her foot vigorously, "Wait a minute, our Master Ziji who is in retreat is not a vegetarian."

Wu Liu looked at the misty bathroom, suddenly he didn't want to continue to take a bath, got up suddenly, took the bath towel and wrapped it up, wanted to dry the water droplets on his cheeks, but was blocked by the mask, so he took it off angrily , thrown into the water.

The little black snake at the side found the little girl's body temperature fluctuating through heat sensation, and crawled out of the bathtub with a flick of its tail, and slowly nestled under her feet, with its small head wrapped around her ankles.

Wu Liu only felt that her feet were entangled by something cool and slippery. Looking down, seeing this little thing, the coldness in her eyes dissipated slightly. She squatted down and pulled it off, washed it with the clean water next to it, and put it away. on his slender wrist.

Wu Liu put on a dark blue dress in the room, neatly dressed, looking at the mature and gentle girl in the mirror, she always felt a little strange, obviously this was her original appearance, except for the red scar.

After walking downstairs, I saw that Quan Ling had already arranged various fruits, red, yellow, purple, and white, with wet drops of water on them, making the fruits fresh and delicious.

Quan Ling saw that her expression was wrong, her attire was still so formal, her big eyes were full of worry, "My lord, you don't want to eat fruit anymore?"

Wu Liu smiled softly, and said, "Let's eat when I come back. They all look down on our family so much and want our things. Who gave them face?" The last sentence revealed a somewhat gentle and weird feeling.

Quan Ling bowed slightly, and said: "My lord, we are a little weaker now, you must not be impulsive, the old patriarch said that if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood."

Wuliu sneered, and said ferociously: "Pinch the persimmon softly, see that only you, a 10-year-old soul beast are left in our group, and even uncle can't hold them down. As one of the vassals of that direct subordinate, you can Dare to come here directly to provoke, and treat us as vegetarians?"

Quan Ling wanted to say: My lord, our clan is indeed vegetarian, only you are different.But the little girl's angry tone made him dare not refute.

Quan Ling silently handed a plate of juicy purple-red fruits to the side of the other party. The little girl glared at him, grabbed four or five and stuffed them into her mouth.

(End of this chapter)