In the end of the world, there is a spring and space

Chapter 162 Clearing Up Mutant Plants
Wisteria also felt the changes in its body, it danced its branches cheerfully, and those branches became soft.

It deliberately shook off the petals on the branches, and the petals slowly fell from the sky above Luo Ziqing, and a shower of petals began to rain around her.

Luo Ziqing stretched out his hand to pick up a few pieces, and there was still a hint of fragrance on the delicate petals, not as full of hostility as before.

This is the wisteria thanking Luo Ziqing in front of him, and it even sticks out a branch of vine and gently tugs at the corner of Luo Ziqing's clothes.

"Be obedient, and I'll give you delicious food in the future," Luo Ziqing said to it.

The branches and leaves of the wisteria danced more happily. It seemed that the humans in front of them treated it well, and they were willing to share such good things with themselves.

Unknowingly, Wisteria has stepped into Luo Ziqing's "trap", and has since become Luo Ziqing's exclusive plant pet.

Yan Feng brought Zhang Wenju and Ling Yanwei to the "Hundred Acres of Farmland" beside the village. Behind the three of them were many villagers watching the excitement.

These people were noisy, and Ling Yanwei was upset by the noise.

Zhang Wenju really liked being watched by others. He imagined in his heart the admiring gazes that everyone would cast on him when he showed his supernatural power for a while.

Soon, they came to an area with flat terrain and a wide view.

As far as the eye can see, there are fields a few hundred meters ahead, and these farmlands seem to be as much as hundreds of acres.

"Hey! No wonder your village chief said that if all these lands are planted, they can support a village! There are so many!" Zhang Wenke exclaimed.

Ling Yanwei sighed and did not speak. It seems that today's workload is quite a lot.

Zhang Wenju walked forward eagerly, and Ling Yanwei followed behind him.

The people in the village stopped after walking a certain distance, because further ahead was the area of ​​mutated plants.

People who enter that area may be attacked at any time.

Yan Feng saw Zhang Wenju and the two moving forward fearlessly, he hesitated for a moment and trotted to catch up.

He followed the two step by step, fearing that the mutated plants would suddenly attack them.

However, they were really afraid of something coming. They had just walked out within 10 meters, and dozens of plant roots broke out of the ground and directly attacked their feet.

Ling Yanwei was the first to react, she lifted Yan Feng's collar and took him up into the air.

Sensing the erratic whirlwind under his feet, Yan Feng was startled and frightened.

Being instantly lifted up by a woman to a height of tens of meters, Yan Feng was so frightened that he almost burst into tears when he saw the height at which someone could fall to death.

Ling Yanwei sighed softly, and sent out a whirlwind to throw Yan Feng back to the safe area.

Yan Feng screamed, Ling Yanwei never knew that a man could make such a sharp voice.

Without the bloody head Yan Feng imagined, he was dragged by the wind and gently sent to the ground.

After the tension passed, he felt strong admiration in his heart.

The villagers saw Ling Yanwei standing steadily in the air, and their exclamations resounded through the crowd.

"Is this human?"

"How can people fly?"

"It's a fairy!"

"The fairy came to save us!"

Some old people even knelt down to Ling Yanwei and began to pray devoutly.

Seeing the reactions of the villagers, Ling Yanwei couldn't laugh or cry.

She was a young woman who was bowed down by seven or eight old people, and her face flushed with embarrassment.

She expressed her helplessness to the villagers' wild speculations, "It's really feudal superstition that killed people!" She thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)