The interstellar female Taoist she works part-time as a planter

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Chapter 140: Not a Genuine Tree

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On the body, the face is full of slimy purple juice, sticky and sticky, and the smell is extremely unpleasant, like a shelled durian placed in the toilet for several days.

Wu Yu held her breath and exhaled through her mouth in small sips, for fear that if she didn't pay attention, she would inhale the unpleasant gas into her nose.

With one hand, she quickly untied the weapon tied to her hand. The bullets had already been all fired, and it was also a hindrance to hold it in your hand, and as soon as the cloth strip was loosened, the handle of the gun that was stained with slippery water immediately slipped from the palm of the hand and fell to the ground.

Looking down at the sap all over her body in disgust, the sticky juice slipped into the collar along her hair, a vicious cold swept through her body, Wu Yu was so stimulated that her whole body trembled, and she quickly unbuttoned her chest with her hands, pulled out a fairly clean inner lining and wiped it on her face, only then revealed her bright eyes to look at the situation.

The moon is falling lower and lower, the forest is silent, the shadows of the trees are stretched into various twisted shapes, and the ground is scattered with scattered branches.

Wu Yu blinked her eyes, a little unable to believe that she had destroyed this tree spirit so easily.

A monster that has been cultivated into a refined spirit, so brittle? It was just a physical attack, and she originally thought that she would use the Five Thunder Talisman.

Really dead?

Unbeliever, she raised her foot and smashed the leaves under her feet to make a sound, but except for the click of the soles of her feet, there was no movement around, she slowly squatted down and carefully picked up a broken stump.

The stump is unremarkable, except that the skin and sap are dark purple, and the rest is no different from ordinary raw wood, and now it is like a dead thing lifeless, completely without the previous spirit, ordinary can no longer be ordinary.

She was a little immortal, and used her aura to probe towards it, but she didn't know, this probe directly made her angry.

"What a broken thing, I didn't become so arrogant, wasting my feelings!" As soon as she threw away the broken tree root in her hand, her cheeks were about to be crushed.

Any living being that has practiced, whether dead or alive, contains spiritual energy in the body, which is a great supplement. And the root of this tree has no aura at all, obviously it is just an ordinary tree.

So angry, the feelings just said so much, they are all talking to themselves, no wonder they have not been responded, and they have wasted so much time and mental power.

The more she thought about it, the more she nested the fire, waved her hand to the roots of those trees that were beaten to pieces on the ground, and threw a few demon extermination techniques that she had long wanted to make, and the technique hit the residual wood like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, only bringing up the fine dust around it, and the residual wood did not change, lying quietly in place.