coobybook Chapter 342: The Scumbag Who Deludes Himself into 3 Folding in a Fantasy Story (12)
Chapter 342: The Scumbag Who Deludes Himself into 3 Folding in a Fantasy Story (12)
Countless vines swarmed over, binding Ye Zhao's hands and feet and dragging him deeper into the woods.
He couldn't see anything clearly. Sand got into his eyes and it hurt so much that he had to close his eyes.
As the clothes on his body passed by the trees, they were scratched by the hard stones and sharp tree trunks and torn into pieces.
He wanted to call out, but as soon as he opened his mouth he got a mouthful of sand and leaves.
It was extremely difficult to spit it out, but even so, he still cried out.
But it was very weak, like a dying struggle.
The rustling sound in my ears lasted for an unknown amount of time before it gradually disappeared, and the feeling of being pulled by something also stopped.
The raging sandstorm was gone, only his waist felt tighter, and the brute force that bound him tightened. He staggered backward and bumped into something stiff.
He tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't adjust to the light. After a while, he saw that the leaves covered his head, and the dazzling sunlight shone into his eyes through the gaps in the leaves.
No wonder his eyes hurt a little.
When he looked down, he saw a bundle of emerald green vines climbing up the waist belt embroidered with a dragon pattern, and it was tightening continuously, pinning him behind him.
When I looked back, there was only a pine tree as thick as a bucket.
what is this?
Xiao Yu’s revenge?
When this possibility emerged in his mind, Ye Zhao trembled.
But he couldn't give in easily, so he immediately pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and cut the vines around his waist.
However, this action completely enraged it, and countless vines came from all directions and tied up his hands and feet.
The dagger had been stuck in the soil before.
He shouted for help, and just as he uttered the word "help", his mouth was blocked by a magnificent peony flower, which hit his teeth.
Not only that, there was also a vine that was ready to move, exploring along the hem of the clothes and crawling along the smooth and delicate skin.
Ye Zhao was extremely humiliated and struggled hard, but the vines tightened and pulled him in different directions, leaving him stretched out in a big shape.
The rebellious vines slowly crawled along his abdomen to his back, as if they had suction cups, sticking tightly.
Ye Zhao couldn't struggle, his blood rushed up, and his vision went dark.
I was actually thinking "oh shit" in my heart.
Tentacle piay?
Okay, okay, then you know how to play?
Isn't it a pity to waste such a good thing on a cannon fodder like him?
Is this the treatment he can enjoy?
"Hahaha!"
Some vines felt that his punishment was not enough and deliberately tickled his armpits. The itchy feeling made him laugh uncontrollably. He didn't know whether it was out of discomfort or happiness, but he couldn't stop at all.
At the same time, vines on the back were entwining, twisting, and drawing wantonly on the back. Soon, strange totem talismans appeared behind the clothes, seeping out from the snow-white skin.
One-third of the way through the depiction, something rushed over and hit his body, trying to drive him out.
Ye Zhao was unwilling to give up, and burst out with powerful mental strength to repel the strange feeling. In an instant, the monster injured itself and collapsed to the ground.
Thousands of vines gathered together to form a towering flower, and the slender branches danced before his eyes like curved ribbons.
He didn't know if it was Ye Zhao's illusion, but he seemed to see the flower emitting golden stars.
After realizing it belatedly, he regained his freedom.
He stretched his muscles, then suddenly lowered his head and stared at the flower.
Its flowers are large, with petals layered like carefully carved silk, spreading out from the pistil layer by layer, as light and elegant as clouds.
The color is like the first ray of sunlight penetrating the mist in the early morning.
Yaohuang peony?
Ye Zhao stared at it for a long time, and finally it was defeated. It twisted its body and tried to escape, but for some reason, it could not move at all and could only stay there in shame.
It was silent for a long time, as if it was frightened, its petals shrank, and transparent water stains fell like pearls from a broken string.
The leaves on the branches tightened, as if they wanted to shrink into a small ball.
As her body shook, tears flew out and hit Ye Zhao's cheeks.
He raised his hand to wipe it away, his brows slightly furrowed, and his pale face was full of distress.
Seeing this, Peony was no longer intimidated. She proudly and aggressively splashed water droplets on his face. She was helpless and furious, but she still had the wild hope that she could knock him unconscious in this way.
Ye Zhao was speechless.
have to.
He was sure that it was definitely not someone as cruel and ruthless as Xiao Yu.
The system doesn’t know what kind of monster it is, but it’s definitely not this weak.
Besides, those trapped in the formation are all demons and monsters with evil intentions, impure motives, and who have done many evil things. Some kind-hearted little goblins, monsters, and elves with no bad intentions can come in, so Ye Zhao is not very scared.
Moreover, the national flower of Yongchao is the peony. No matter whether it is literati or princes and nobles, they all cherish and praise the peony. Even those who cultivate to become spirits are aiming to become immortals and are not keen on harming people.
Seeing that it was the peony spirit, Ye Zhao regarded its previous actions as its cute and willful behavior and mischievous pranks.
only……
"Stop! What use are you to me besides making me drool?" Ye Zhao became bolder, his mouth seemed to be filled with poison.
The Peony Fairy was stunned for two seconds, and then her fragrance became even more intense and stronger.
The petals are just puffed up, and they look so cute, just like the furry dandelions and the foxtail grass in the breeze.
Ye Zhao could ignore some of its impolite behavior.
It just so happens that everyone is afraid of him when he plays the villain. If someone comes along who is not afraid of him but cannot talk about him everywhere, it would be like a sleepy person hitting a pillow!
It made him more determined to keep it.
He fumbled with his sleeve for a while and touched something, then threw it into its mouth.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The pistil was sucked into the storm and suddenly got stuck in the throat, causing him to cough violently.
When the cough subsides, the subtle sweetness of the lotus crisps with a rich floral aroma spreads from your mouth, refreshing your heart.
It was like the first time I ate something so delicious. The layers of petals stopped puffing up and folded into a small ball, and the curled-up leaves trembled.
Ye Zhao smiled as he approached it and flicked its closed bud. "Little demon, do you want to come with me? I have a lot of delicious food in my house."
The doting in her tone was so gentle that it seemed to drip water, touching people's hearts.
The little fairy's flower bud cracked slightly and fell into his eyes unexpectedly. There were no thorns or sharp thorns there, only the vast Milky Way and endless tenderness, lighting up a corner of his heart.
Seeing that it didn't respond for a long time, Ye Zhao curiously reached out and poked its petals. Being touched for no reason, the little goblin's inherent defense turned into a counterattack, and it bared its teeth and bit his finger.
My finger felt a sharp pain, and a drop of blood fell on the petals. It was dazzling red, like a red pearl embedded in it, teetering on the edge of the flower.
Realizing what she had done, the little fairy's leaves trembled, the bowl-sized petals faced downward, and crystal clear tears fell "pat ppat".
Staring at the wound on his hand, Ye Zhao didn't care at all. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from it, as if coaxing a seven or eight-year-old girl. "Don't cry, your face will be ugly if it's covered with tears."
The fragrant breeze drifted into the nose, and the petals of the little fairy were brushed by the smooth silk. She was afraid and shocked, and closed more tightly, but she still couldn't stop crying.
Ye Zhao couldn't do anything about it. After all, it looked so weak and unable to take care of itself, and he couldn't hit or scold it.
Feeling somewhat helpless, I just assumed it was unwilling and put away the handkerchief in disgrace. "If you don't want to, then we'll say goodbye. Don't play tricks on me in the future. You will be punished for doing bad things."
I don’t know if the little goblin heard it or not, but she had no idea that if she made a mistake once in her life, she would never be able to recover.
Ye Zhao folded his handkerchief a few times, casually put it into his sleeve, and looked around to determine the direction.
At this moment, my wrist felt cold.
Looking down, I saw the peony wrapped around his fair wrist. I sniffed the unique fragrance emanating from his bones, and a corner of my heart collapsed.
Ye Zhao took it as a yes, raised his hand and held it out to his eyes, staring into the bud's eyes. "Don't worry, I'm much more generous with flowers and plants than with people. When I get back, I'll find you the biggest vase and fill it with clear mountain spring water. When you grow up, I'll catch a room full of butterflies to pollinate you."
The little fairy covered her ears with flower petals to show that she couldn't hear anything. Anyway, the flower petals were closed tightly and she crawled into his sleeves.
Luqiao and Cuiwei led many guards to find Ye Zhao. They discovered that his clothes were disheveled and tattered. They were almost terrified and wanted to faint, but they couldn't. They knelt down and confessed their crimes and asked him to punish them.
Ye Zhao was in a good mood after getting a good thing, so he exempted them from punishment. Besides, he was stubborn and couldn't blame them anyway.
Luqiao gave the jade pendant she had found back to him. After this incident, she was in no mood to play around, so she left in a hurry.
When he returned that day, Ye Zhao did as he said and used his collection of blue and white porcelain vase with peony pattern and dragon, and filled it with slightly sweet mountain spring water.
Cuiwei and Luqiao were a little surprised and worried when they saw a new peony flower in the house, but since the prince was rarely happy, they didn't want to spoil his fun.
Late at night, when Ye Zhao was sound asleep, the peony transformed into flowing light, parting layers of gauze curtains and transforming into a tall figure leaning over him, his hand tracing his peaceful sleeping face with a rage...