SFS Chapter 390 Li Aotian
Chapter 390 Li Aotian
Muguo was worried that the raccoon beast would be influenced by the yellow wolf's singing.
Just try to let the spaceship's central control play the story,
As a result, the "Star Marshal Falls in Love with Me" was played for a day.
After Bai Yueguang's death, the commander's starship exploded
This Galaxy is Contracted by Me
Various strange stories began to echo in the hovercraft.
Obviously, Muguo's language has been recorded in the game, and the story is also narrated in Muguo's language.
But she still couldn't understand what it meant, "Your charming eyes have obsessed the seven billion troops. From then on, in their hearts, only your eyes reflecting the stars are in their hearts."
Does that mean seven billion people want to dig out her eyes?
"You can't refuse me, because I will enter your heart at the sixth cosmic speed,"
At what speed, he smashed the heroine to pieces? So that he could stay in her heart forever?
"I contracted this galaxy so that we can watch the stars without being disturbed by artificial satellites," the richest man in the star field smiled wickedly and lowered his head to bang the heroine against the wall.
Can't we see stars with satellites? And why do these interstellar marshals, vanguard commanders, and the richest people in the star field have to smile evilly? Can't they just smile normally?
Muguo is very worried that the raccoon beast will be brainwashed by these interstellar romance novels and become love-brained.
Order the car control center not to play stories for Xiaoli,
But the raccoon is very smart. She remembers the position of the button that lights up the light screen when the central control plays stories for her, and she can play it herself.
So now the raccoon beast no longer calls itself the King, because she thinks the King is not domineering enough.
She was the interstellar marshal, the commander of the advance army, and the richest person in the star field.
Muguo comforted himself, fortunately the raccoon beast brought in was not the little white flower heroine,
Mu Guo sighed and prepared to send the puppet into the cave.
As soon as he prepared the spirit stone, he saw the raccoon beast that had just jumped away with its claws clasped.
Then he ran to the little puppet and pressed his front paws against the car door, making a wall-dong gesture.
"Meow~ Hehehe~" The little cat of the raccoon beast curled its lips.
If you ride in my flying car, even your commander can't save you, hehehe~
Muguo held his head and wondered what kind of villain the raccoon beast was going to become.
But Li Shou is a little girl, why did she imagine herself to be either Xing Aotian or a villain?
Is it true that strength determines thinking?
Muguo's sense of urgency increased sharply. She wanted to change the car. After quickly investigating, she asked Tutu to help her find some stories about loving the tribe and partners, which were suitable for little raccoons to listen to, and which had correct values and outlooks for children.
She didn't want the raccoon to stick out its little cat mouth and meow evilly anymore.
What if I become a greasy little cat?
Replace the spirit stone in the two-centimeter-sized puppet with a spirit stone that is full of spiritual energy.
He hugged the raccoon beast that was twisting and trying to continue to push the little puppet against the wall.
He quickly used his spiritual power to control the little puppet to get into the heavily guarded cave.
None of the guards noticed that a small puppet had entered above their heads.
The cave leads downward at an angle, with no path but a rope ladder.
Muguo and the puppet's senses are synchronized, and they feel that the cave becomes more spacious as they go down.
At the bottom of the cave, there is a space about four or five meters high and more than ten meters wide.
There is only one tree in here, nothing else.
Muguo was very confused. Could this tree be a ferocious beast?
The little puppet used the detection technique and found that the energy fluctuation of this tree was not high.
Unlike Sang Liu, whose energy fluctuations were very obvious,
Muguo is going to try to dig up this tree.
A small hole was dug in the ground, but the tree still didn't react at all. Could it be that the exploration was wrong? The roots were exposed, but the tree didn't resist at all?
Mu Guo controlled the puppet to explore the surroundings again. Indeed, there was nothing but this tree.
It grows quite densely in this dark place. Although it has few branches, it bears abundant fruits.
Maybe it is a plant species that can survive without absorbing sunlight and rain.
This is very different from Sang Liu. When Sang Liu was chased by the raccoon beast, he didn't get any sunlight or rain for half a month, and he became depressed.
Mu Guo controlled the little puppet to come back and continue digging the pit. As he was digging, the ground began to turn red and emit a strong smell of blood.
Muguo was startled, thinking that he had cut the tree roots.
She had dug very carefully. After all, the little puppet was only two centimeters, so she could only dig a little at a time.
After a careful inspection, it was found that the tree roots were not injured and the blood was seeping out from deep in the soil.
Is there anything else underneath?
I dug the fruit more carefully.
The little puppet waved the little magic weapon to speed up the digging, and soon dug out a small passage.
About five meters below the tree, there was another hollow hole, from which a bloody smell continued to flow.
The little puppet carefully crawled down,
Below this, there was actually a large squirrel with a faint breath.
Muguo scanned the big squirrel through the little puppet. There was also a contract mark on the back of the big squirrel near its tail.
It is similar to the marks on the two big squirrels killed before, but the marks of this contract are layered and look very complicated.
Its hair was all white, its eyes were tightly closed, and only the slight rise and fall of its chest gave any indication that it was alive.
The puppet circled around it several times, but it didn't react at all.
Mu Guo controlled the little puppet to get closer and take a look.
But I found that the whole space was actually a hollow supported by tree roots.
It turns out that the tree above is living by parasitism, so it does not need sunlight or rain.
Under the giant squirrel are densely packed tree roots rooted in its body.
The tree roots had been soaked in blood and turned dark red, like a fishing net hidden under the giant squirrel's hair, sucking its life.
The little puppet flipped open the big squirrel's fur and crawled inside, standing at the place where the tree roots penetrated the skin and flesh to observe.
The skin and flesh on its body where the tree roots were rooted were rolled up and the wounds were white.
The beast was so miserable.
Based on the principle that the enemy of my enemy is my friend,
Mu Guo carefully manipulated the little puppet to wake it up. Even if the big squirrel wanted to harm her, she would only lose a little puppet and it wouldn't be a big loss. Maybe it could help destroy the Wu tribe.
The little puppet climbed to the big squirrel's ear.
Muguo's voice came from the little puppet.
"Are you still awake, big squirrel?"
The giant squirrel didn't react at all, not even its eyelids trembled. If it weren't for the fact that its energy fluctuations could still be detected, it would have looked dead.
The little puppet jumped hard on its ears, but the big squirrel didn't react.
Mu Guo controlled the little puppet and took out a handful of blood-recovering pills.
Stuff it in the giant squirrel's partially closed mouth.
The big squirrel's eyelids finally trembled.
The little puppet stuffed another handful of blood-recovering pills into the squirrel's mouth.
"Big squirrel, why are you in the cave of Wu tribe?"
The giant squirrel's ears moved slightly, but the new strength was not enough to open his eyes. His eyelids trembled and could not open.
Mu Guo thought that he might as well save it, so he took the small storage ring on the little puppet and poured the blood pill directly into the big squirrel's mouth.
She still had more than fifty blood-recovery pills, and poured them all into the big squirrel's mouth.
The big squirrel finally opened its eyes. Its cloudy eyes were in a trance for a long time.
"Big squirrel, big squirrel look here,"
The big squirrel looked at it with cloudy and dazed eyes. It took a while for it to find the little puppet standing on its nose.
What is this? It's so small, looks like a human, and can talk. Is dust a spirit?
The big squirrel's mind, which had not been used for a long time, was full of doubts.