C50 (1/2)

In this place, there were no waves in the sea, no traces of grasslands, only silent and silent swamps.

Knowing that this place was a swamp, Fan Mu did not dare to act rashly. If he were to fall into it carelessly, it would be like falling into a deep abyss. More importantly, no one would come to his rescue.

Carefully observing the road conditions, Fan Mu channeled his wood elemental energy to produce a dragon spear, and he started walking towards the depths of the forest. It was quite strange that the marsh was so low that it could be ignored.

”I guess that's it.” Fan Mu held the dragon spear and poked it a few times into the ground. The spear sunk into the quagmire without any resistance.

”But where can we find this gold-edged rosmart?” Fan Mu couldn't help but laugh. Even at their destination, a spirit grass was still a spirit grass, so how could it be so easy to find it? Looking out over the swamp, it was actually a green grassland.

Carefully searching through his memory for any information regarding the Golden Edge Rosary Fragrance, this rosary had a serene fragrance, and the Phoneid Worm loved to linger around it, sucking in its nectar, but they didn't know that the phallic insect's belly would emit light. This provided a shortcut for him to search for the spirit plants, and Fan Mu smiled as he looked at the slightly overflowing yellow light in the middle of the swamp.

”It didn't take much effort to get there.” Fan Mu jumped up and stood on top of a tall tree beside him, searching for traces of the spirit grasses surrounding the Light Rhythm Worm. Unfortunately, he couldn't find anything after looking for a long time. That shouldn't be the case, it should be around here, but why haven't I seen anything similar to the Golden Striped Red Flower? ” Scratching his head, his eyes suddenly lit up.

”It can't be, I just heard that this gold-fringed rosmarsh could grow better in the marsh gas, but that doesn't follow logic. But if that's the case, then the sparse marsh gas in this forest can be explained,” Seeing the mud ball sticking out above the green duckweed, Fan Mu thoughtfully said.

Fan Mu quickly calculated the distance to the center area and meticulously designed a set of floral collection. He looked at the green dragon tattoo on his hand, secretly excited. This was his first mission after he unlocked the lock.

Fan Mu showed his manhood in this dangerous situation. The woods were quite magical, and rarely were there any large trees in the swamp. However, the trees here were as tall as the stars and as tall as the clouds.

Putting aside the fact that it was not easy to approach the center of the swamp, walking normally here required walking on thin ice. Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Fan Mu took a deep breath, and started chanting a strange incantation, overflowing with wood elemental energy.