The shrunken ball kept making low roars from its throat, baring its fangs and glaring at the red surrounding it. This was the first time it had been injured!
Similarly, Yin Xinyue did not put Tuanzi into the space, just to let it remember every battle experience and lesson.
Lightning struck the ground, and large pits appeared on the ground. Gravel flew everywhere. The red vines were not afraid of lightning. When one vine was cut off, two more vines popped out. It was useless to cut more vines if the original vine could not be found. Yin Xinyue simply put away the thunderstorm clouds.
The red vines kept moving around the man and the dog, but couldn't get close to them. They became extremely violent, and all the vines stood up high and attacked with force, but were blocked by the invisible barrier.
She met her match, and 70 little flower spirits appeared around her, like snakes swimming in the air. They looked more terrifying than Medusa, and they fiercely wrapped themselves around the red vines, absorbing their energy.
What surprised her was that the energy in her body was constantly lost, replenished, lost, and replenished, in a repeating cycle.
These red vines are actually absorbing the energy of the flower spirit. Although the flower spirit is a thorny vine, it is the result of her supernatural power and is not a real plant.
Yin Xinyue became more and more curious about what this thing was.
The red and green vines intertwined and entangled, constantly spinning and twisting in the air, forming a huge ball, competing with each other. The red vines became more and more, and the green thorny vines had a constant supply of energy.
Neither side was willing to let the other side advance even a bit, and the two equally matched colors were unable to determine the winner for a while.
In the end, the red side was defeated due to exhaustion of energy. The vines dissipated, and a red stick was revealed on the ground. It was as long as a little finger, with a small bud on the top, but no flowers bloomed. It looked like a red matchstick.
The stick shook, and dozens of red threads as thick as spider silk stretched out from its body and spread out in all directions, entwining the surviving trees around it. The trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, their greenness faded, and they turned into dry, rotten wood.
Yin Xinyue didn't expect that this little thing could absorb the energy of other plants for its own use, which is similar to her wood-based ability!
The silk thread continued to spread and entwine around, and the matchstick slowly grew larger, reaching 20 centimeters high. When it saw the green thorny vine swimming over, it slipped into the soil, and the silk thread also went deep into the ground and disappeared.
Little guy, do you think I can't do anything to you like this?
You will, and so will I.
Take your own path and leave you with no way to go!
Yin Xinyue squatted down and grabbed a handful of grass. The next second, with her as the center, the plants around her instantly withered and turned yellow, and the yellow color spread in all directions.
Because of the dense vegetation and the connected roots underground, the red threads that were absorbing energy from other plants were not spared.
Matchstick was shocked because the food he had about to eat was gone!
How can you tolerate this?
No way!
Dozens of red silk threads broke out of the ground and attacked Yin Xinyue, but the little flower spirit blocked the attack.
The matchstick was furious. Part of the silk thread was wrapped around the little flower spirit, absorbing the little flower spirit's energy again, and part of the silk thread stretched into the distance.
Yin Xinyue didn't want to go back to the initial tug-of-war, so she rolled her eyes and said, since you want it, I'll give it to you. I'll see if you can't eat it to death!
The little flower spirit, in turn, entangles itself around the red thread, continuously outputting energy.
Matchstick was quite happy at first, but after a while he felt something was wrong.
It began to struggle, but the little flower spirit entangled it tighter and tighter. One green and one red were tightly intertwined and kept swimming. The matchstick became more and more uncomfortable.
"Stop now, you vicious human!" A childish, crisp voice sounded fierce and aggressive.
Yin Xinyue remained unmoved.
"Stop it! I can't take it anymore!"
Yin Xinyue continued to output, and then there was a loud "bang" explosion. The silk thread and the little flower spirit broke into dozens of pieces and scattered on the ground. The matchstick returned to the length of a little finger and lay limp on the ground.
"Oh my God, I almost lost my life." Just as he complained, he saw the ferocious female demon walking towards him with a knife in his hand. The blade was shining brightly and coldly.
This is going to kill it!
My life is over!
The matchstick stood up swiftly, and shook its body vigorously, and finally grew four short red roots.
The roots below are like legs, and the roots above hang on both sides of the body, like two arms. Together with the flower buds on the top of the head, it looks like a simple hand-drawn figure.
Just as the tip of the knife broke its flower bud, it bent its knees and knelt down in front of Yin Xinyue, clasped its hands together, and stuck them on the ground with the flower bud on its head, "Please spare my life, my good man, and spare the vines!"
If you don’t scream now, you may never scream in your life!
After shouting, it stood up and prostrated itself on the ground with its head, then stood up and bowed again. After bowing three times, it knelt straight and motionless. The red flower buds were covered with mud and looked dirty.
Yin Xinyue thought this little thing was quite interesting, so she squatted down and touched its flower bud with the tip of the knife. The flower bud swayed with the force of the knife tip, but the body of the flower remained straight!
"Where is your courage just now?" Yin Xinyue teased.
"Didn't I want to die just now? Please don't kill me. I am willing to serve you as your slave!" The clear voice was not as fierce as before.
Yin Xinyue's eyes fell on it and said disdainfully: "With your small body, you still want to be a slave?"
The matchstick was not convinced and raised the dirty bud, "I can do a lot, as long as you forgive me, you let me go east, I will never go west, you let me chase a dog, I will never chase a chicken."
Yin Xinyue thought to herself, he is really trying hard to stay alive.
She stroked her chin, looked at the unconvinced little thing with a smile, and asked three soul-searching questions: "Can you farm? Can you cook? Can you harvest crops?"
"ah!"
"This? I...will...will...will...will...will I?" He hesitated and couldn't say whether he would or not. The two little people in his heart expressed their opinions.
No. 1 Teng Teng: I have never done it before, what should I do? Tell the truth?
No. 2 Teng Teng: If you say no, you will be beheaded.
No. 1 Teng Teng: Lying is wrong.
No. 2 Teng Teng: Staying alive is the most important thing.
No. 1 Teng Teng: You can’t lie.
No. 2 Teng Teng: If you don’t tell me, you will die and be beheaded.
No. 1 Teng Teng: Let’s think of other ways.
No. 2 Teng Teng: I can’t think of it.
No. 1 Teng Teng: Then just tell the truth.
No. 2 Teng Teng: No! If you say no, you will be beheaded.
No. 1 Teng Teng just shut himself off and didn't want to talk anymore...
Matchstick was very conflicted, not knowing whether he should lie or not, and the two little vines in his heart were about to fight.
In the end, No. 2 Teng Teng won and said, "I think I can do it. Just plant the crops in the ground."
Yin Xinyue took out a bag of vegetable seeds and opened it. "It's just empty talk. Let's try it."
The matchstick stood up, first stretched out a small arm, and then grew a long vine, which rolled up the small stone on the ground and placed it on the other side.
The little arm dug in the ground, making a hole the size of a quail egg. He resigned himself to his fate by stretching out his other little arm, "picking up" a seed, and placing it in the hole. He then used "both hands" to spread the soil, and "poohed" twice at the hole.
This should work!
Afraid that the she-devil didn't understand, she lifted the bud and explained, "I don't have any water, so those two bites are just watering."
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