I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

A dwarf with a cute young age was also born.

He also stood around the ginseng fruit trees and started releasing invisible bombs.

……

"Millions of dollars will be held!"

"Millions of dollars will be held!"

"Our mother's ginseng fruit tree is Honghuang's innate top spiritual root!"

"Originally, he was able to imitate Taoist Yang Mei and transform into a form to prove the Tao and become a saint, but who knows, he was actually taken into the pocket by that selfish fellow Zhen Yuanzi!"

The fourth ginseng fruit fell, and a purple Wang Lan little Lolita Bomber came out of it.

Chi Chi!

Soon, the next Bomberman also appeared.

The eyes of the new bomber also radiated fierce hatred. While talking, he dropped the bomb,

"Now, mother is cornered! She's about to be cut up for firewood! Mother is finally going to give it a go!"

"She wants to use the life force that she has accumulated in the Million Dollar Society to give birth to us again—ten brothers and sisters with bomb powers!"

"Give us the strength to break free!"

As the new bomber said, he gritted his teeth and looked at the front yard of Wuzhuang Temple.

"We want revenge!"

"Revenge for the countless brothers and sisters who have been eaten since the million dollar meeting! They died too badly!!"

"They are so miserable! Too miserable!!"

The ginseng fruit on the ginseng fruit tree swayed one after another, all exuding some anger.

"Yes! Revenge! As big brothers and sisters! We want to avenge our brothers and sisters!"

Seeing that the ten bomber brothers and sisters are already in their positions, the other 20 or so ginseng fruits on the ginseng fruit tree are also constantly swaying.

Swipe!

More black air is pumped out from the ground by the root system of ginseng fruit!

Infused into these unborn ginseng fruits, making them even bigger!

……

This backyard of Wuzhuang Temple.

Some scenes are also slowly changing, becoming more grassy and complex terrain.

Dangdang Dangdang!

And this time.

They heard a crisp sound coming.

Swipe!

Many bombers, ten pairs of eyes projecting hatred, all gathered at the gate.

===Chapter 112 □My God, the ginseng fruit has become a essence===

"Pay attention to concealment! They must have come to play tricks on our brothers and sisters again!"

A bomber made a sound, ran decisively into the grass at the door, and squatted to hide.

The rest of the bombers also found a bush to hide, and slowly became invisible.

But these bombers have not forgotten to throw more bombs on the only way to the door.

……

……

Outside.

Qingfengmingyue and Qingfengmingyue came over with a jade plate.

"Five more ginseng fruits!"

"Mingyue, do you think the master made a mistake? There are only four people in their sutra learning team, why do they need five to entertain them again?"

Qingfeng said with some complaints.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, have you forgotten that among the scripture learning team, the white dragon horse was transformed by the mechanical ancestor dragon?"

"Counting it up, of course there are five people." Mingyue understood.

"Eat one for the white dragon horse? This..."

"How can this thing be eaten by a beast, we haven't eaten it yet!"

Qingfeng was a little envious and jealous, feeling unbalanced in his heart.

"Hey! Brother Qingfeng, don't talk about it. This matter is our fault first, and we will do what the master tells us..."

Mingyue urged,

"Hurry up, get it done quickly, Master and the others are still waiting!"

"All right……"

Although Qingfeng was unwilling.

But there was no way, after all, Zhen Yuanzi personally ordered it.

……

At this time.

Qingfeng pushed open the door of the backyard and entered the backyard first, followed by Mingyue.

"Ok?"

As soon as the two entered the backyard, for some reason, they suddenly had an ominous premonition.

……

……

"Qingfeng, when did we weed last time? There seems to be a lot of grass in the backyard, right?"

Mingyue could tell the difference in the backyard at a glance.

There is more grass.

It is also denser and richer, green and lush, like a prairie.

"50 years ago, or 100 years ago? I, I don't remember when weeded."

Qingfeng scratched his head, he couldn't remember clearly.

"Well, it seems that we haven't taken care of this backyard for a long time. There are so many grasses."

"Fortunately, Master didn't bother me this morning, we hurried to harvest the fruit, and then come to work overtime and hurry up to weed!".

Ming and a little apprehensive.

After all, Zhen Yuanzi was so angry before, and they were appointed to take care of the ginseng orchard.

It's all overgrown with weeds now.

It can be seen how slack they usually are.

"Yeah! I have to work overtime to weed, and I have to take advantage of Master and the others not paying attention, otherwise we will be finished!"

Qingfeng was also a little nervous, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the ginseng fruit tree.

just soon.

Qingfeng's foot suddenly softened, and he felt that he seemed to have stepped on something.

Bang!

A bomb exploded, and a stream of purple gas floated out!

"Oh!"

"Mingyue, I, I seem to be poisoned! There are poison mines here!"

Qingfeng was shocked.

Just smelling the purple gas, he felt a little dizzy and his mana slowed down, and he became a little flustered.

"Qingfeng, I seem to be poisoned too..."

"In addition, Qingfeng, there seems to be a bomb under your feet..."

Mingyue was also a little dizzy.

but.

At this moment, he saw a huge purple mushroom cloud blooming in front of them.

boom!

They were not given any reaction time.

The sudden explosion and the huge shock wave directly blasted the two of them into the air!

"Kill me! Brothers!!"

"Kill the intruders!!"

There was a sound of violent beating resounding in the backyard, and then, the tranquility was quickly restored!

……

……

"Don't kill them for now, let's figure it out slowly!"

Under the ginseng fruit tree.

Qingfeng and Mingyue were tied up by the black barbed vines of the life fruit tree.

With four eyes, the two looked at the bomber in front of them in horror.

"You, who are you!?"

Mingyue asked in horror.

My mind is still groggy.

The poisonous gas from the bomb was still slowly attacking his mana.

But he clenched his tongue, barely pulled himself together, and looked at the dwarves in front of him.

"Mingyue, they must be fruit thieves! You guys are so brave! How dare you covet the ginseng fruit of our Wuzhuang Temple!!"

"You two fruit thieves, the wise ones had better let us go quickly, otherwise our brothers and sisters will come and absolutely kill you without a place to bury you!"

After Qingfeng was frightened, he said with a stern voice.

"Hehe, fruit thief??"

The young man sneered and said sarcastically,

"It seems that you are riding on our heads, you are used to domineering, and you think you are really our master..."

"You are the fruit thieves!"

"That guy Zhen Yuanzi is the real fruit thief!!"

"You fruit thieves just ate our sisters and brothers a few days ago..."

"Now, the thief actually shouted "Stop the thief!?"

The ginseng fruits on the tree made interstitial sounds one after another, and their bodies swayed rapidly on the tree.

Boom!

Coincidentally this time.

A ginseng fruit automatically fell from the tree again.