When the fireworks dissipated, Han Feng couldn't wait to ask, "Little Fishing Rod, what's the situation? Did you shatter that ball of spiritual power?"
Fishing Rod observed for a while and replied, "That ball of spiritual power is intact."
"ah?"
Han Feng was stunned.
The other party's mental strength is far stronger than imagined.
Is the plan going to fail?
How is this possible?
Han Feng thought for a moment, then threw the remaining four demon plant clones into the fishing space.
The self-destruction of a demon plant clone is not enough to damage the opponent's mental power.
What about the other four?
Even if the mental power cannot be destroyed, it will definitely be enough to give the opponent a hard time.
Following the guidance of the fishing rod, Han Feng tried several times and successfully dragged the four demon plants onto his mental power.
boom..
Accompanied by four roars, the four demon plant clones exploded simultaneously.
Four enchanting fireworks bloomed in the cosmic cemetery.
All the glass ornaments around were scared away.
Han Feng asked, "Little fishing rod, will it work this time?"
Fishing Rod sighed, "That ball of spiritual power just shrunk a little, the change isn't that big."
Han Feng was dumbfounded.
If the four demon plants can't self-destruct, we can only change our strategy.
So what method should be used?
The fishing rod advised: "You can't beat that guy, you should go to another place."
"No one in this world can make me back down. Whatever I set my sights on must be mine. I'll kill anyone who tries to take it from me!"
Han Feng spoke with great force.
The fishing rod said speechlessly: "But you can't do anything to the other party!"
"Let me think about it."
Han Feng whispered, his mind racing.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and an evil look appeared on the corner of his mouth. He called Wind Blade Corn to his side and handed it a plastic bag, "Go to the toilet and get some shit to collect."
Fengren Yumi was slightly startled. "Two parrots are pooping. Is it appropriate for me to go in now?"
"Just do what you're told. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Han Feng snorted.
"knew."
Wind Blade Corn rushed into the toilet at a rapid speed.
"Fuck you! I haven't even finished shitting yet, and you're already thinking about eating shit? Get out!"
Xiaoqiang's angry voice was heard in the toilet.
Feng Ren Yu Mi said aggrievedly, "I didn't want to do it either. It was arranged by my eldest brother."
Xiao Qiang muttered, "Han Feng, what do you mean? Can't you just let me take a shit in peace? Why do you have to torture me?"
Han Feng smiled faintly, "I only need a plastic bag, if you cooperate well, I won't bother you later."
Xiaoqiang: “No!”
I haven't even finished pooping yet, and you're already running over to take it?
What is this?
Han Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't cooperate, I'll kick you out of the bathroom."
Xiaoli was a little scared, "Han Feng can do anything, just agree to it."
Xiao Qiang's mouth trembled, "You are so cruel! Come on then."
Wind Blade Corn used two leaves to hold up the plastic bag and placed it under Xiaoqiang's butt, reminding him, "The plastic bag is not strong. Be gentle and don't break it."
"Grass!"
Xiaoqiang roared in his heart, gritting his teeth and pushing forward bit by bit.
A few minutes later, Fengren Yumi walked out of the toilet carrying a plastic bag full of shit-yellow liquid and came to Han Feng.
"vomit!"
Yang Mi only took one look and felt her stomach churning and she almost vomited.
The others looked away and stepped back involuntarily.
"Brother, give it to me!"
Fengren Corn handed the plastic bag to Han Feng.
Han Feng held his breath, quickly released his mental power to wrap it up, and quickly threw it into the fishing space.
This time I was very lucky and hit that ball of mental power.
Fishing rod: "The other party reeled in his rod and pulled up the bag of shit."
Han Feng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile of success.
After catching such a bag of disgusting stuff, the other party probably won’t stay here to fish anymore, right?
The glass ornaments around it also belong to him.
Han Feng was grinning from ear to ear and was about to go fishing.
The fishing rod suddenly spoke, "The other party casts the rod again."
"ah?"
Han Feng was stunned.
After catching a bag of shit, do you still want to continue fishing?
What a ruthless person!
"You are cruel, but I am even crueler than you!"
Han Feng made up his mind and took out another plastic bag. He said to Fengren Corn, "Go, get another bag."
Wind Blade Corn trotted into the bathroom with the bag.
Xiaoqiang's roar was heard from inside, "Is this going to end? This is too much!"
"Hurry up, big brother is waiting."
Wind Blade Corn urged.
Xiao Qiang's mouth twitched, "Beast!"
A few minutes later, Wind Blade Corn returned with the bag.
Han Feng did the same and threw it into the fishing space.
After dragging it a few times, the plastic bag was firmly hung on the other party's mental power.
The opponent then put the club away.
And then there was no more casting.
"You're still a little too young to fight me."
Han Feng smiled proudly.
Fishing Rod sighed, "When it comes to being insidious, it has to be you!"
"What do you know? My friend is playing with his IQ."
Han Feng smiled and then concentrated on fishing.
After waiting patiently for a while, the silk thread became taut.
Han Feng suddenly lifted up and pulled out a glass ornament weighing a thousand pounds.
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