"It will go to sleep for another hundred years. Maybe everyone can cook until then."

"Difficult." The pink skirt fairy said in a low voice: "I overheard my father talking to them. Now there are fewer and fewer soaring immortals, and that appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and it won't take a century, or Can't hold on for more than a decade. "

The blue skirt heard the words with a look of surprise, and the two looked at each other, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

The lips trembled, and eventually they didn't speak again.

This is really a problem that no one wants to face.

They didn't talk about songs from beginning to end.

In the eyes of these native people in the **** world, the immortals who have soared up are actually similar to the sacrifice of pigs, cattle, and sheep. Therefore, in the eyes of the two little fairies, the words in front of them are not really "human". , May not be as good as the silly fox in their mouth.

When they turned to leave, Yange immediately realized that her body was covered by an invisible cage, which dragged her behind the two little fairies.

Really, even if you treat her like a cow, you can't drag her inhumanly like this.

Although Yange is a green and peace-loving tree, she has stubble all over her, so after being dragged a step, she summons the host's native sword.

However, when her hand waved out, she realized that it was not a sword in the palm of her hand, but a green feather duster.

Without waiting for the words to respond, the invisible net bag dragging her around disappeared at the moment when the feather duster touched.

The two little fairies turned their heads to stare at the green feather duster on the singer.

After each ascended person enters the realm of God, those immortals on his body will not be scavenged by the people of the divine world, because these people of the divine world despise the so-called low-level fairy.

But now, the two little fairies were staring at the green fluffy feather duster among the singers.

One of them reached out to scratch, probably trying to catch the feather feathers of the singer.

However, the feather duster was inserted into the bun of Yan Ge's head, and it became a dazzling scenery.

In terms of song, at this time, he rushed towards the two little fairies.

At this moment, of course, she knew that she could rely on her host's ability, and maybe neither of them was a finger opponent.

So when she rushed towards the two little fairies, she did not have any attack moves.

The little fairies didn't pay attention to the words either, waiting for her to pull the feather duster above her head for research when she rushed over.

Seeing that she was about to rush to the two little fairies, Yange suddenly couldn't move forward.

The two little fairies, as expected, stretched out their hands and swept over Yange's head together.

Yange gritted her teeth against the restraining pressure that made her unable to move, and slowly raised her hands to touch the bodies of the two little fairies.

The only thing left in her dantian was the immortal spirit running crazy at this time.

In an instant, the body was twisted into a mass like the five internal organs and six rots.

But at the same time, the song gritted his teeth, and his hands twitched tightly after touching the wrists of the two little fairies, holding them tight.

This pain was like a storm, and the song song expanded inside her body, ran along her arms, and spread to the two little fairies in a blink of an eye.