So I became a god

Chapter 57 My Grandma's Name Is Ren Tingting
The momentum is like the sea, and the power is like an abyss.

The power of the Soul Cultivation Realm overwhelmed the chrysanthemum essence like a vast sea.

Countless tentacles-like vines wilted, and the proudly standing chrysanthemum crawled on its branches, trembling.

Poor, weak, and helpless.

The aura came and went quickly, and on weekends, he walked up to the chrysanthemum essence that had retracted the vines to its body, and looked down at it.

"Heavenly Master, Heavenly Master, spare me!" The voice as thin as a mosquito's moan was full of fear, fear and trepidation.

Weekend was slightly taken aback: "Are you the mother?"

Do plants have sexes?I really don't know this weekend.

"According to the celestial master, Xiaojing is a female chrysanthemum." The chrysanthemum essence replied obediently.

weekend:"."

Ask: Is it perverted for women to steal women's underwear?

wait online,
urgent.

Originally, because spirits and monsters are rare and precious, the heart of research and observation was moved just this weekend.

But now after knowing that the chrysanthemum flower essence is the mother's, the weekend loses interest in it.

Weekend asked with cold eyes: "Why did you attack me just now?"

The Chrysanthemum Essence, who was trembling from Zhou Zhou's gaze, replied tremblingly: "Because... because the Celestial Master has been staring at Xiao Jing's secret place just now."

"Secret place?"

I pondered for a while on the weekend, and then suddenly realized.

It seems that the stamen is the reproductive organ of the seed plant. It turned out that it was the private part that I had been staring at just now that made it angry and furious.

Well, thinking about it this way, it is indeed excusable.

Weekend, who has always been open-minded, decided to forgive the offense of this chrysanthemum essence.

Zhou Zhou, who didn't show any embarrassment or guilt, continued to ask: "Why do you steal so many women's underwear?"

Chrysanthemum Essence's branches and leaves swayed, and the flowers hung down, making a shy gesture of a little woman, and replied in an embarrassed voice: "Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, I'm just curious. I just want to take a look."

The weekend suddenly became clear.

Don't think that this chrysanthemum flower essence may live for hundreds of thousands of years, but to spirits and monsters, it is still a minor child.

As a little girl, I always fantasize that I can grow up early, so I have a deep curiosity and imitation of adults' dressing and speaking habits.

"Tianshi, please spare Xiaojing's life. Xiaojing has never harmed the sky since she opened her spiritual wisdom." The chrysanthemum spirit cried and begged.

Nonsense, if it weren't for the fact that you don't have a trace of evil in you, I would have done justice for the sky and eliminated harm for the people.

I got tangled up over the weekend, if this chrysanthemum has hurt people so badly, it's okay to deal with it, let it be wiped out, and never be reborn.

The problem is, it's just an innocent and harmless underage goblin, if it is just destroyed like this,

Um.
Isn't it a little too inhumane?

Weekend is not the kind of evil villain who casually kills innocent people and disregards human life.

And just as he was deep in thought on the weekend, Fang Ying's voice sounded behind him: "Little security guard, get out of the way."

Turning around after hearing the words on the weekend,

I saw Fang Ying with a vicious look, holding an old yellow talisman, and rushed towards the chrysanthemum spirit opposite him.

On the weekend, he grabbed Fang Ying's wrist with one hand, and then turned Fang Ying to the ground with his strength.

"Oh, my pretty waist." Fang Ying fell to the ground, arched her body, covered her waist with her hands, and screamed in pain.

Looking at the yellow talisman that Fang Ying took from Fang Ying's hand on the weekend, he looked at the familiar incantation handwriting on the yellow talisman with a strange expression.

"You said before that you had a grandma?" Weekend asked after a moment of silence.

"Ouch."

Fang Ying, who was still lying on the ground screaming, was slightly taken aback when she heard the weekend's voice, and then replied, "That's right."

Weekend asked: "How old are you?"

Fang Ying: "91 years old."

Weekend: "What's your last name? What's your name?"

Fang Ying: "My surname is Ren, and my name is Tingting."

weekend:"."

Fang Ying got up from the ground, rubbed her waist, and asked suspiciously: "Aren't you not interested in my grandma's affairs, why are you asking so many questions now?"

On the weekend, he answered irrelevantly and asked, "I have accepted this talisman."

"No, this is the amulet given to me by my grandma when I was a child. I can't give it to you." Fang Ying said anxiously, reaching out to snatch the yellow amulet back from Weekend.

On the weekend, Fang Ying snatched the yellow talisman back: "The mana on this amulet has dissipated completely, and it doesn't really work if you carry it."

"I don't care if it's useful or not. This amulet was given by my grandma who loves me the most. To me, it is my most precious thing." Fang Ying carefully folded the amulet and tied it with a red string , hanging around his neck again.

Looking at Fang Ying carefully on the weekend, he realized that the woman who had been pestering him was somewhat similar to the one in her dream.

Weekend bent down to pick up a small flowerpot from the ground, and walked to the shivering little chrysanthemum.He reached out and pulled it up from the soil, and planted it in a small flower pot.

Handing the small flower pot in front of Fang Ying, she said in a flat voice, "This is a fertile chrysanthemum, it won't harm anyone. It will be more useful for you to carry it than hanging that invalid amulet."

The weekend didn't lie,
Flower and plant spirits are different from demons and ghosts. People get along with them for a long time. Not only do they have no side effects, but they also have the effect of purifying pollution, calming the mind and nourishing energy, and prolonging life.

and,

The strength of this chrysanthemum essence is not weak. Fang Ying is carrying it, and ordinary ghosts and ghosts really can't get close to her.

The catastrophic scene of the earth cracking and vines dancing just now scared Fang Ying even now.But looking at Zhou Zhou's clean and sincere eyes, Fang Ying hesitated for a moment before taking the pot of chrysanthemums.

She Fang Ying is not the kind of superficial and vulgar woman,
She has been arrogant since she was a child, and ordinary men can't get into her eyes at all.

But the man in front of me is different,
Although she was much younger than her, Fang Ying was attracted by his unique temperament from the first time she saw him.

Fang Ying is not a brother fanatic, and in the past, she would never have a crush on men younger than herself.

This unexplainable feeling is very strange, familiar and alienated, illusory and real.

As long as she sees the weekend, Fang Ying can't hold back the urge to get close to him and explore him.

"Is this strange feeling the so-called love at first sight?" Fang Ying covered her beating heart, and asked shyly and charmingly with her pretty face:
"Are you caring about me?"

weekend:"."

You're committing a crime, you know that?
(End of this chapter)