Chapter 2251 No Skills to Become Seeds

"Oh, Xiaoshu, why did you make yourself so big, hurry up and shrink it!"

Hearing the movement, he turned his head to look at Wanhuan Lingsu of the Overlord Lei Lingshu, and was also frightened and hurriedly urged.

"That's right, little tree, hurry up and shrink."

Bawang Mu Linghua used two small leaves to hold the flower that was only the size of a quail egg, and said full of self-satisfaction, "Look, think of me, how petite and cute, even if it moves, it's not easy to be noticed."

The Overlord Thunder Spirit Tree, which has shrunk to a seedling state, "..." These guys, do you want him to change back to the rhythm of seeds?

But the problem is, it doesn't have this skill!

Helpless, it can only pretend to be a small sapling that has just sprouted and has not yet possessed intelligence.

"Look, look, the little guy was caught by the Weeping Two-legged Monster!"

"Ah... the little guy is so pitiful."

"The little guy has been with the Weeping Haw two-legged monster for a long time, will it also cry with Haw?"

"Yes, probably not? Didn't the little guy say he wouldn't cry?"

"The little guy is so strong, he definitely won't be infected by that terrifying Crying Two-legged Monster."

"Yes, yes, definitely not!"

Thinking that little boy Liang Yule might also become another little crying two-legged monster, Jinta Qi suddenly couldn't control his own trembling, which made one shudder!

And Liang Yule, who was worried by the seven golden pagodas, was answering Lu Yixun's question innocently at the moment.

"Lord Little Tower, they remembered that they still have important things to do, so they left."

Little Liang Yule helped Jinta Qizhi to find an excuse with a blushing face and a heartbeat.

After having been tortured and abused, and even experienced several times of life and death, it is impossible for him to maintain a pure heart like other eight or nine-year-old children, otherwise he would not be able to walk out of his father's house alive. Prince's mansion.

Of course, he cherishes those who treat him well.

Because of the experience of being tortured and abused for many years, he knows that the kindness of others to him is the most precious.

"Is that so..."

After listening to Liang Yule's explanation, Lu Yixun's reddish eyes did not overflow with tears, but she still felt a little aggrieved, "But it's too coincidental, I was just looking for them."

Liang Yule blinked, ignoring the words in front of her automatically, "Is there something wrong with my sister looking for Lord Xiaota? I can help tell it."

At this moment, Liang Yule is like a real eight or nine-year-old child, and it is difficult for people to be alert.

However, after thinking about it, Lu Yixun shook his head, "I-I want to tell them personally."

"Oh, okay."

Liang Yule, who was rejected, was not disappointed. Instead, he seemed more well-behaved, "If my sister has nothing else to do, then I'll leave first?"

Having said that, Liang Yule waved his little hand to Lu Yixun, and was about to turn around and leave.

"and many more."

The moment Liang Yule turned around, Lu Yixun noticed the pair of small and delicate silver-white wings on his back.

The wings are not big, and they are just blocked from the front of Liang Yule.

"What are your wings made of? It's lovely."

Lu Yixun looked at the pair of small silver-white wings with eyes full of love, and obviously liked these small pairs of wings very much.

Noticing Lu Yixun's affectionate gaze, Liang Yule showed a shy and happy smile, "This pair of wings is from a spiritual weapon, I don't know what it was made from."