Chapter 1074 Moth Ling

"Hey! Stupid poisonous mushroom, it's useless to play dead!"

Hailaer yelled at the purple fungus, approached it with his sword, and was about to swing the sword at the fungus cap, but stopped again, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

This purple fungus looks weird, there is no acid-soaked whip-like tentacles extending from the top of its head, and there is no attacking intention.

"Is this guy dumbfounded, or is he not a real purple fungus at all?"

Hailar scratched his head in puzzlement, and instead of killing the suspicious purple fungus, he stuck the giant sword on the ground with his backhand, made a spell-casting gesture, and sent a "message spell" to Joan, asking the knowledgeable mage to come and have a look. Look what's going on with this weird purple fungus.

As soon as she got in touch with Joan, before she finished speaking, there was a rumbling sound behind her. Looking back, it turned out that the blood moss worm under Joan's control ran over.

Hailar knew that the giant worm would not hurt him, so he didn't care.

The blood moss raised its head, shook its soft tentacles, and soon found the purple fungus hidden in the forest.

The blood moss has no eyes, so it can't see the abnormal signs of the purple fungus. With its brain, it can't think of such a complicated problem. Anyway, the other party feels like a purple fungus, so why be polite?

Crush it!

The blood moss squirmed its fat body, and rushed straight to the "quiet as a chicken" purple mushroom.

When Hailar came back to his senses, he looked back and saw that the "purple fungus" had been smashed into two by the impulsive giant insect, the lower half was crushed into mud by the heavy insect body, and the upper half of the stalk and the cap were rolling in the air Scream piercingly, fall to the ground, and still scream!

The sound made by this peculiar mushroom is almost ten times louder and sharper than that of a soprano singer, and it hurts people's eardrums.

Hailar hurriedly covered his ears and ran down the hillside, just wanting to escape as far as possible before his ears were deafened by the "brain piercing sound".

The blood moss bug that broke the fungus also realized that he had caused trouble at this moment, and shrank back and climbed down the hillside, returning to its owner.

At this time, Joan also heard the piercing scream, and it was a little familiar, as if he had heard this kind of scream somewhere before, and flew over quickly.

Hanging in mid-air with fluttering wings, Joan stared at the screaming half-cut mushroom below. At first he thought it was a purple fungus, but the scream echoing in his ears aroused his memories, and he gradually realized that although the thing was long It is very similar to the purple fungus, but it is actually a completely different strain. It is the "screaming fungus" that he, Clark and others planted with a magic bean.

"Screaming fungus" is very similar to the purple fungus in appearance, but it has no tentacles, cannot move, and is not aggressive. The only special feature is that it will make a scream when it is hurt or disturbed." The name "screaming mushroom" comes from this.

Residents of the underground world occasionally plant "screaming mushrooms" around their settlements to act as sirens.

If a foreign enemy invades, the disturbed screaming mushroom will make a loud alarm, so that the local residents are on alert.

It's a pity that the intelligence level of the screaming fungus is not as good as that of the purple fungus. It can't distinguish between a real threat and a friendly passer-by. It will scream for a while at the slightest sign of trouble, so people are enjoying the benefits it provides. In addition to the alarm service, we have to endure the noise pollution that comes with frequent false alarms.

Joan rubbed his ears, worried that the endless screams would attract more purple mushrooms, or other more dangerous monsters living on the blood tundra, so he gave the blood moss a mental command to let it try to eliminate itself Make noise.

The solution to the blood moss is really simple and crude.

He rushed to the screaming stalk, sucked it into his mouth, turned the gear teeth, twisted it to pieces in an instant, swallowed it in one gulp, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

Joan moved away his hands covering his ears, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly noticed abnormal magic fluctuations in the space near the remains of the screaming fungus, and then a circle of silver light doors opened out of thin air, and a familiar figure walked out of it. It was Evelyn who had been away for many days.

Evelyn seemed to be attracted by the screaming fungus, walked out of the "any door", and looked at the blood moss vigilantly. However, she soon saw Hailar and Zion's siblings walking towards this side, with expressions on their faces. The vigilance immediately turned into a surprise, and they rushed over cheering, hugging old friends who had been reunited for a long time.

Of course, the embrace between Ms. Metamorphic Spider and Mr. Poet is particularly warm, and they hold each other for the longest time.

If Hailar hadn't been whistling and coaxing, they might have been hugging each other intimately, reluctant to leave each other's arms.

Seeing this scene in the air, Joan folded her bee wings and landed, leading Bellin to Evelyn, intending to introduce her new friend.

At this moment, Joan inadvertently noticed that the "any door" left by Evelyn hadn't been closed yet, and another strange figure flew out of it.

"Brother Joan, that goblin lady is also your friend?"

The dwarf mage noticed the girl who followed Evelyn and looked at her curiously.

It was a fairy girl with a harp in her arms, she looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, her delicate skin was silver-gray, and her figure was petite and exquisite.

Joan visually estimated that she was only four feet tall at most, and she was wearing a tunic robe woven from unknown silk threads. The soft and close-fitting fabric had a charming silver luster.

The girl's slender feet were bare, and there was a pair of silver-gray scales on her back that matched her skin color. On her delicate face, more than half of the space was occupied by a pair of big black eyes. There are some deformities, but it also shows a strange beauty, which is unforgettable at first sight.

As Belling pointed out, the girl's delicate figure and features, as well as those pointed ears, all indicated that she had "spiritual blood", but Joan also noticed that her wings and antennae showed scales. Distinctive features of winged insects.

At first, Joan was not sure whether it was a "butterfly spirit" or a "moth spirit", but soon discovered that the pair of tentacles erected on her forehead were in the shape of feathers, rather than the enlarged rod-shaped tentacles at the top.

It is not difficult to infer from this feature that she should be a moth girl-moths are usually more accustomed to nocturnal sex than butterflies, which is exactly in line with the lack of light in the underground world.

"I don't know this little lady, but she seems to be a friend of my friend." Joan asked Belling in a low voice, "Would you like to go and get to know her?"

He himself was embarrassed to strike up a conversation with a strange girl, so he urged the dwarf mage who liked to make friends to say hello to her.

"Of course!"

Belling straightened his robes, straightened his wizard hat, and his baby face showed a rare solemnity.

"It's rare to meet a venerable moth lady, and it would be rude not to greet her."

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