Chapter 383 (1/2)

Ye Xi followed the two silkworm girls to the edge of the main mountain.

In the vast night, three huge willows suddenly appeared in the quiet mulberry forest.

These willow branches are dense, each hanging thousands of thin willows, much like a woman's hair. All branches like a wild boa like crazy dance around, or prey on the common mulberry forest mulberry, or dare to explore the main ridge to prey on the first generation of silkworm.

Willow branches quickly wrapped up a strip of silkworm, twisting, swallowing, like boa hunting, greedy like living creatures.

Ye Xifu was surprised when he saw them.

How can these three giant willow trees, like living things, always be trees? How can they come out of thin air overnight? Can they walk on their own like little flowers?

However, on a closer look, he found that under each giant willow, there were 56 strong and strong soldiers with their hands open and holding the tree body, and the thick roots of the giant willow were still stained with soil.

Obviously, these three giant willows were dug out by these soldiers from other places and specially brought to the mulberry ridge to eat!

Ye Xi, standing on the mulberry tree, looks strange.

Thinking of the terror scene when the insect willow attack just now, coupled with the scene in front of him, made him a little speechless and funny.

In addition, in addition to the soldiers holding trees on the edge of the main mountain of sangcanling, there are more than 100 soldiers with fierce body, blade in hand, and cold eyes looking around warily. One of the leading soldiers is built like a stone with a strong breath. Obviously, his strength is very good.

”Silkworm girl is coming, prepare for war!” The leader at the other end drank.

All the soldiers immediately pulled out their blades and watched the darkness warily.

Silkworm girl a Sang was hanged by silk and fell in front of them. She frowned and looked at the leader coldly: ”Ba Qing, you are not dead.”

Named Baqing, the leader holding a giant axe stepped forward and laughed: ”you silkworm girls are all dead, I Baqing will not die!”

Asang's waterfall like white hair was blown by the night wind, and he said faintly: ”since you were lucky not to die in the last war, you should cherish your life. Have you learned enough from the insect willow tribe?”

A Zhi fell from the mulberry tree to asan's side.

Ba Qing has been looking into the dark, see no silkworm girl come out again, eyes flash, face strange.

”Just the two of you?”

Asan said nothing.

Ba Qing's face sank. Suddenly she looked at them up and down, and her eyes were full of Lust: ”ha ha, are you all dead? You two alone can't satisfy so many of us. ”

A Zhi didn't know what this meant, but she instinctively felt angry. Her chest heaved violently, and her angry face turned red. She said angrily, ”we can kill you too!”

Asan pulled her up and sneered at her lips: ”do you want to provoke us?”

Ba Qing also showed a sneer and was opening his mouth to say something. As a result, a sang said coldly: ”do you want to test how many people there are in our silkworm race this time?”

Ba Qing is surprised, originally wanted to say the words suddenly choked in the mouth.

Asang looked at him like a monkey and said, ”we didn't inform the people before we came. They are still sleeping. So guess how many people we have left now

Baqing's cheek muscles twitched, and his face was blue and could not speak.

A sang snorted coldly, and his eyes suddenly opened: ”it's too stingy for us to inquire about the real and the virtual of our mulberry mountain.”

After that, she turned her hands and flew two thick white silks from the wrist gland. The silk exploded in vitro and turned into countless silk, which twisted cold to the soldiers.

A Zhi also came out, with two silkworm girls as the center, suddenly burst out countless silk.

Root silk pierced the air, accompanied by the sound of breaking the air, roaring toward the insect willow soldiers!

The insect willow soldiers' pupil shrinks, squats down and takes a step back, waving weapons to cut the silk.