No, it wasn't the willow tree trunk that grew, but countless willow branches that spread everywhere and surged into the sky. They were enormous, but not hard; rather, they were very soft and spread out over an area of ​​several thousand meters.

Willow branches brushed against my face, and the green and yellow flowers were as big as millstones, with petals even softer than the willow branches!

That sweet, pungent aroma...

"My God, it's a miracle! It must be a miracle!"

"Grandpa Locust Tree helped the Willow Tree. Grandpa Locust Tree made the Willow Tree bloom, and the Willow Tree is now eliminating the monster!"

Suddenly, a sound ruined Fang Zong's good mood.

Amidst the falling willow blossoms, Malha heard the shouts of the crowd.

The beauty of the willow tree had overshadowed the old locust tree. He could no longer see the old locust tree, but suddenly he smiled.

Was it really the old locust tree that helped me?

The thought flashed through Malha's mind, and after sensing his exceptionally strong body, he discovered that he had plenty of yang energy within him. Although it wasn't enough for him to consummate his marriage with Pink Lady, it was enough for them to stay together without being affected.

He laughed loudly: "I didn't see the old locust tree, but first of all, thank you for this willow tree. You're helping me, so I love you. I'll recognize you as my godfather and godmother! I'll be filial to you!"

"Okay." Someone suddenly laughed.

Malha turned his head and saw Fang Zong standing next to him, staring at Miao Ying with a humorous expression.

Miao Ying was unattractive, even frightening, but Fang Zong looked her up and down with an expression that said, "She's really good, I'm absolutely satisfied."

"I'm pretty too, right?" Miao Ying was still unconscious when Ye Xiuxiu's voice came from between her eyebrows.

"Yes, it's very beautiful."

Fang Zong praised her, and then Tang Hengdao's sword landed on Miao Ying's neck: "If you die, I'll kill her immediately."

Ye Xiuxiu: "..."

A resolute tone serves as a reminder, not a suggestion for negotiation.

Ye Xiuxiu was completely bewildered. She only saw Fang Zong draw his sword with one hand and turn away with a blooming willow flower in the other. His back was momentarily obscured by the fluttering petals...