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880 Chapter 880 I am a grass

Mingge guessed that the high priest needed Sun and Moon Grass to prosper, so her grass is more effective than the average Sun and Moon Grass may be raised by the high priest for a few days and the leaves are tender and full of energy. It was chopped and boiled and boiled for the soup!

As a grass, Mingge was still very arrogant when he knew that his identity was extraordinary, but when he learned that he would become a herb, Mingge's arrogance turned into a sorrow!

If she cultivated the spiritual energy in the sky into her body, she might become a human being. Unfortunately, without waiting for her to discuss with the Buddha's Light, that guy has already eaten alone!

Thinking about this, I gritted my teeth. That guy was too fast, and he was afraid that she would rob him.

The most important thing is that the guy didn't give her some meat left. He was too alone. He looked like he was not good at tutoring. As the leader of this guy, Mingge was sad when he thought about it.

The high priest stood for a moment before being pushed away.

Mingge's head was on the knife, and there was no time to be sad about the Spring and Autumn Period. As soon as the high priest left, she immediately began to practice.

At night, a girl about seven or eight years old with a double-ring bun ran sneakily in front of Mingge.

"Grass, grass, grass, can you hear me talking, grass!"

Although it was a moonless night, it was probably because of the nature of the plants that Ming Ge could see everything around him clearly. When this little girl came over, Ming Ge also noticed that she was round and chubby, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and her face was as fleshy as a small bun.

But her voice was not soft at all, thick and thick, a bit like a boy's voice.

This sound is so familiar.

When he heard the little girl shouting, Mingge could not understand where he was Song Xiaosong.

It’s so great that Song Xiaosong is alive.

But, why is Matsukotsu a girl?

The host also hopes to be a pair of fairy couples with Song Xiaosong that are envied by flowers and plants. When he thought about the scene of being with a woman in the future, Mingge burst into tears instantly...

Mingge didn't agree in time because he was too surprised. Song Xiaosong grabbed one of Mingge's heads and pulled them, "How come your head is so crispy? It falls off when you pull it. Well, I thought your head would be very soft and tough."

As she said this, Song Xiaosong grabbed Mingge's head a few more hands, "Grass, your head is greener and better than before, your head is so good. I wanted to touch you a long time ago, grass, I suddenly want to roll in your head forest..."

Mingge immediately interrupted her, her voice was sharp that she could not imagine, "Song Xiaosong, if you pull my head, I will break up with you!"

"Cao, you finally talked, and you thought you didn't know me anymore. I'm so ugly now, I don't know myself anymore. Cai, you are indeed my true love!"

As soon as Mingge responded, Song Xiaosong immediately opened the conversation, sat beside Mingge and cried, "I used to be so powerful and mighty. How beautiful the leaves I had at that time, how domineering the branches, but now I have become a person with short hands and feet. His head is so thin that he is so ugly, he is even shorter, and he can't look directly at it. When the wind blows, I feel so painful. Wuwuwu, grass, I envy you so much. You are still so beautiful and so beautiful, envy me!"

Mingge...

Suddenly I don't know how to comfort this tree.

In fact, Mingge herself also needs some comfort. She really dared not outline the scene of herself being with Song Xiaosong in the future.

Seeing that Song Xiaosong became more and more addicted to crying, it was like thunder and shook the sky, Mingge was busy changing the topic, "Why are you here? What are you asking me for?"

Song Xiaosong seemed to remember what she was here for. She stopped and looked around and looked around, then lowered her voice and said to Mingge, "I want to take you away. The high priest is going to eat you. How can I watch you be eaten by him? It will be dark and windy tonight. It is a good time for us to leave. Grass, your voice is lower, don't wake others up!"

Mingge==!

I'm just reminding her now if it's too late to tell me!

This guy was so thunderous that he cried so hard that everyone around him was probably attracted by her.

Before Mingge could continue to react, Song Xiaosong hugged Mingge's head with her two short arms, and pulled Mingge out of the soil, pulled Mingge's head like a sack on her back and ran away. Mingge's long root mixed with the soil was dragging it on the ground.

Mingge felt that her head was about to be pulled into two pieces. The most important thing was that her long root was dragged to the ground, just like someone was stuck in her neck and dragged behind the butt of the car, and she was always dying!

But Song Xiaosong in front of him didn't know it yet, and kept talking about the pain of separation with Mingge, "Cao, I miss you so much, you don't know, I miss you all the time, I'll be crazy when I leave you, I know how lonely and painful it is to live a tree. Cao, let's find a place where I didn't think of it. I will never separate from you again. That pair of dogs/men and women last time I met, and I even smashed them with a stone. Our deep revenge in the sea of ​​blood can be considered avenged."

Mingge felt that if she had a pair of eyes, she would be rolling her eyes now. She was so angry that she hummed, "Can you let me down first!"

"Let you go? How can I? No, that high priest is so bad. Although his eyes cannot see, his senses are more sensitive than me. I think he must be pretending to be blind. He wants to eat you now. You are my favorite grass. How can I let you be eaten by him? Although he is very good, I can't forget my beauty. Isn't it? My favorite is still grass/you!"

A man's voice in front interrupted Song Xiaosong, "If you don't let it go, your roots will be damaged by you. Before I could eat them, you will be tortured to death!"

"Really?" Song Xiaosong was blocked by someone. She tilted her head and looked at the high priest who was about the same height as her in a wheelchair. "Will grass die?"

"I'm almost dead!" Ming Ge breathed a rare sigh of relief, even swearing, "Let me go away!"

"Hey, you're right!" Song Xiaosong hurriedly let go of Mingge. She stared at the high priest in surprise, "Cao said she is really dying. Did I drag her to death? I won't live if the grass dies. You can save her. When you save her, you can eat me. I have thick skin and a lot of flesh, and it's delicious!"
Chapter completed!
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