The Queen of Thorns squinted her blood-red phoenix eyes, stretched out her scarlet tongue, and licked the dripping saliva from her fangs, revealing a sweet smile.

"My dear seed, spring is here, let's take root! Let's sprout! Grow, grow, grow hard!" she read.

The little green buds really grow up when the wind blows, and the ground is green in the blink of an eye. The greenery on the ground, together with the gentle breeze and the bright sunshine, gives people the illusion of spring.

In response to this, the black-faced man smiled contemptuously, "It's those tricks again." Then he said loudly, "Where is my cock?"

The purple rooster cooed loudly, as if to say Master, I am here.

The rooster is like its owner, pacing vigorously along the edge of the pool. It looks confident and contented, and it growls from time to time, as if declaring war with the Queen of Thorns.

It can be seen that the purple rooster does not take the Queen of Thorns and her seeds in his eyes.

The purple rooster strode to the Queen of Thorns, even though it was only fifty centimeters tall, standing in front of the Queen of Thorns with a huge body, it was nothing worth mentioning, but it still walked in front of her like a proud general. Come and go.

On the contrary, it was the Queen of Thorns, watching the purple rooster approach, and curled up nervously.

The Queen of Thorns stared at the purple rooster, unable to figure out what it would do next, and her heart was overwhelming.

The black-faced man applauded, "Good cock, it's up to you to act."

Giggle-- giggle--

The purple rooster craned its neck again and crowed.

The Queen of Thorns was taken aback by the crowing of the purple rooster, because this time, it was too close to her. The cries this time were simply a public declaration of war or demonstration.

It should be said that the master and the servant did a good job of making peace. When the master shouted, the slave immediately crowed to demonstrate.

For now, this purple rooster will at least give the master a face longer than the fire demon.

Looking at the purple rooster again, after the crowing, it walked straight to the buds that had just grown and stopped. Its purple-black eyes stared directly at the new sprouts on the ground, and its saliva dripped down the corners of its mouth. With its greedy eyes, even a fool can understand what it wants to do.

"No! Don't go there!"

The Queen of Thorns stared at the rooster, seeming to realize something, and immediately screamed. In an instant, she suddenly understood the purpose of Xinglong's assignment of the purple rooster. She felt that she was too stupid. She didn't even think of such a simple question. However, she felt sad that she was powerless to stop it.

Upon seeing this, the black-faced man gestured to the rooster, motioning it to continue.

That's right, the purple rooster's eyes clearly read the word hunger. The master's instruction makes it more unscrupulous.

In the world, no creature can control its desire for food when it is extremely hungry.

Of course this purple rooster is no exception.

The purple rooster grunted apologetically at the Queen of Thorns, squinted its purple-black eyes, and smiled as if it were a gentleman, then lowered its head, opened its beak, and pecked at a bud.

The new sprout was pecked by its sharp beak, and was forcibly pulled out of the soil. The poor sprout reluctantly left the soil it depends on. As resistance, it made a slight crisp ring.

This crisp sound sounded like a moan of life-saving to the Queen of Thorns.

This is really pecking at the bud, and it hurts in her heart. You know, these young shoots are all her offspring.

"No!" The Queen of Thorns screamed again.

At this moment, her screams seemed so helpless. She knew that she was screaming for nothing, because the rooster would not let her child off because of her miserable screams, and the black-faced Yao who wanted to defeat her. Long didn't even care about her feelings. For him, the more sad she is, the happier he will be.

Sure enough, the black-faced man saw this and immediately laughed, "Good rooster, well done, eat that sprout, eat up all her seedlings! Eat up all her descendants that have grown out of the ground!"

The Queen of Thorns rattled her teeth with hatred, and the dragon was more vicious than she thought. He actually ordered the rooster to eat up all her children.

The purple rooster cooed twice, looked up at her, pecking tightly and pulling out the roots, and then it swallowed the whole shoots together with the roots.

The delicious taste of the sprouts makes it appetite, and the slightly bitter green taste makes it endless aftertaste.

For a chicken, what food is more delicious than buds that have just grown from the soil?

Next, the purple rooster no longer looked at the Queen of Thorns, but plunged its head into the pile of new buds and pecked.

It knows that the Queen of Thorns does not want it to do this, but compared to the temptation of the young sprouts of the thorny brier and the command of the owner, for it, the Queen of Thorns, who is a complete stranger, can long be ignored.

The Queen of Thorns frowned when she saw this. She opened her mouth wide, and forgot to stick out her tongue to lick the saliva dripping from her fangs. She pierced and pierced, and there was another puddle of saliva on the ground.

Humiliation and anger took turns torturing her, and her children and grandchildren became the food in the belly of this greedy cock.

The Queen of Thorns was trembling with anger, and she stared at the nasty rooster fiercely.

But the purple rooster didn't care what the Queen of Thorns looks like now. It continued to eat the buds. It pecks the shoots like it hasn't eaten for hundreds of years.

The purple rooster eats so fast that people can't see how often it pecks the seedlings in its mouth, and sees its little head as if it is knocking on the ground quickly.

It didn't take much time, and the shoots that had just grown were eaten clean by it.

Not only that, the purple rooster also stretched out its paws, scratching in the soil, scratching out the seeds that had not had time to germinate one by one.

After the purple rooster had eaten all the young shoots and seeds, he paced around the pond again, then stretched his neck and crowed.

The black-faced man laughed loudly, "The plant, how many seeds do you have, why not sprinkle them all, my rooster loves to eat seeds."

The wind hiding behind the tree was as it was when he first saw it, and he hurriedly said, "Oh, oh, oh, the seeds of Queen of Thorns were actually eaten by the purple rooster of King Dragon. You know, those seeds are her descendants."

The skull said, "That's no trick, one thing drops one thing."

Feng Ruchu nodded and said, "It seems that the Queen of Thorns lost this time."

Queen of Thorns had a black line and a gloomy complexion. No one knew what she was thinking, but the hatred on her face was obvious. She stared fiercely at the black-faced man and his cock, who had to burp and eat along the edge of the pool because he was too full to eat.