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Five hundred and fiftieth chapters hanging root tree(2/2)

As soon as the words fell, the little tree flew directly, landed, floating in the palm of Wood Name, and a desire came out.

Mu Ming felt those thoughts and chuckled: "Xiao Yu'er, come to a stone basin, Wulan, dig some soil!"

The two little girls were stunned at first, and then quickly took action.

Many tribes also felt strange, and the small tree seemed to have spirits and seemed to be holy objects, which made them extremely happy, but the next scene shocked them.

I saw Mu Ming grab the stone basin in Xiao Yu'er's hand and press the small tree into the stone basin. The small tree kept struggling. However, at this time Mu Ming had used black soil from Ulan and poured it directly into the stone basin, covering the roots of the small tree.

"Trees should be rooted in the soil to have a vast land. How can there be such a floating small tree? It seems like a free bird, but in fact it can be learned from the rootless tree! It will wither!" Mu Ming said when he saw that the small tree was still struggling.

The little tree suddenly became quiet and no longer struggled. It gradually lost its green light and became extremely ordinary. At this time, the leaves were covered up.

Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the famous wooden general threw the stone basin into the previous large soil pit and ignored it.

A group of tribe members always felt a little unreal at this time. A spiritual tree was thrown into a pit by the mountain god, as if planting wild trees dug by the roadside, as if they were planted, but everyone dared not say anything.

But he couldn't help but sit cross-legged and began to pray. As if the little tree was responding, it began to emit halos.

"This...forget it!" The old patriarch shook his head and ignored it.

Elder Wan said nothing, because he was speechless, and finally shook his head and disappeared here with the old patriarch.

"I really want to give up. I don't want to recognize the treasures of my master. If I cultivate them well, it will be yours!" Gui Ming said in Mu Ming's body.
Chapter completed!
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