Super Small Farmer

"Don't~"

Li Wenting didn't seem to hear this sound, she closed her eyes tightly, and still made a burst of unwilling sound in her mouth. No matter what, she could not accept the result of amputation.

After seeing the small ginseng carrot head, Yang Tao directly let go of Li Wenting, and slowly put down the dagger in his hand. For fear of disturbing the carrot head, Yang Tao now has other thoughts in his heart.

"Perhaps, there is hope."

The ginseng essence in front of you, if you can get the roots of this ginseng essence, maybe it can solve the poison?

With a smile that he considered to be very kind, Yang Tao slowly turned his body completely and moved towards the turnip head.

"Ok?!"

After Yang Tao's hand left Li Wenting's body, the big beauty finally reacted, feeling a little dazed in her heart, and really opened her eyes slightly.

"Elves!"

Li Wenting was overjoyed the moment he saw the turnip head. Isn't this the elf that I was chasing not long ago, and appeared in front of me at this moment, which made Li Wenting forget to cry. Dragging his tired eyes, opening them hard, looking at the turnip head.

"Huh~"

Turnip watched Yang Tao slowly approaching him, still taking a small step back vigilantly. It was not enough to be able to feel the breath of the spirit pill on Yang Tao, so there was still a hint of goodwill for Yang Tao.

"Turnip, did you feel something in me?!"

Yang Tao thought about it carefully. Does this little thing like the golden retriever, like the breath on his body?

"Eh~"

The little guy tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what Yang Tao was talking about. But after watching Yang Tao didn't appear to be attacking himself, he seemed to be less alert.

"Come."

Yang Tao stretched out his hand, palm up and placed it on the ground. Signaling the turnip head to come into his palm, Yang Tao at this moment is completely incarnate as Grandma Wolf.

"What a cute fairy~"

Li Wenting's voice was extremely weak. After saying this, her eyelids closed directly, and she fainted.

"bad."

When Yang Tao saw the situation, he was shocked. But the ginseng in front of him is not anxious. If he scares him away, he can only be amputated directly.

"Little guy, turnip, come here~"

Yang Tao stepped forward again with a smile on his face. Turnip head took a small step back guard very alertly, seeming to have a trace of fear.

Seeing that Yang Tao didn't make any other movements, he took a small step forward again slowly, seeming to be tentative.

"Come here, kid, don't be afraid."

Yang Tao slowly followed the temptation, and did not immediately act. Such an elves should be very sensitive to crises, so Yang Tao has no plans to come hard.

"Eh~"

The little guy felt that there was no danger, and he immediately walked a few steps forward again and came to Yang Tao's hand.

Toot toot~

The little guy stretched out a small tentacles. According to Yang Tao's understanding, this should be the little guy's calf.

The little guy's tentacles poked a few times on the edge of Yang Tao's finger, as if he was trying to test the hardness, and as if to see if it was dangerous.

It seemed that after two times, the little guy took a small step forward slowly. The general body came to Yang Tao's big hand, but at the moment the little guy was still extremely vigilant, and planned to run away anytime.

"Huh? Or is it?"

Yang Taonuo thoughtfully, directly raised the true energy in his body, and slowly condensed it towards the palm of his hand.

"Eh~"

Sure enough, the radish's hair made a cheerful cry, and it all came directly into Yang Tao's big hands. And he was lying in Yang Tao's hands with great enjoyment, and his small face was directly facing the place of Zhenqi.

"Really so."

Seeing this, Yang Tao felt confident in his heart, knowing that this little guy was really obsessed with the aura of the spirit pill on his body.

Most of his true qi is the medicinal effect of the spirit pill, so there must be a trace of aura that he doesn't know.

"Turnip, look, this girl is going to die, or else, use your tentacles?!"

The smell around him is getting thicker, and the ivory white thighs are now covered in black. Yang Tao knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

"what?!"

Turnip did not seem to understand Yang Tao's meaning, and raised his little head curiously. However, the rest of the body was firmly pressed against Yang Tao's palm again, and the green leaves on top of his head were shaking rhythmically. But the few drops of water stayed steadily as if they had been sucked.

"This...this..."

Yang Tao pointed to Li Wenting's thigh, and then started to grab the little guy's tentacles.

Huh~

The little guy seemed to be frightened, all the tentacles shrank directly into a ball, and his eyes stared at Yang Tao vigilantly.

"Uh~ this..."

Yang Tao has no other way. It seems that the intelligence of this ginseng is still not as high as the golden hair. There are still problems with communication!

Yang Tao had no other way, he could only put his hand directly next to Li Wenting's dark thigh.

Sisi~

The little guy's green leaves trembled violently, as if he didn't like the smell.

"Yeah?~"

A tentacled stab directly at the place where the snake was bitten. The little guy tilted his head and looked up at Yang Tao in confusion.

At the same time, the other tentacles pointed to the part of the thigh that was still ivory white.

"Are you asking if you want to make this white?!"

Yang Tao was overjoyed in his heart and asked tentatively.

However, the little guy didn't nod his head immediately, but continued to keep his movements unchanged, as if thinking.

"Can understand, can understand, can understand..."

Yang Tao kept praying in his heart, he must be able to understand.

"Eh."

After about half a minute, the little guy seemed to understand, and the green leaves bend a few times, as if nodding.

"Yes Yes."

Yang Tao was overjoyed, and this little guy could understand.

"Yeah."

The little guy's voice was full of distress, and the real voice made Yang Tao feel very strange. A little ginseng is fine, can the voice be so emotional?

"Eh~"

The young man climbed directly onto Li Wenting's thigh, with a tentacle next to it. According to Yang Tao's understanding, this should be the young man's hand.

That tentacle came directly to the side of the dagger that Yang Tao put down.

"babble!"

The little guy made a sound again, only to see the tentacles scratching lightly on the blade of the dagger. He quickly retracted and placed it directly on the wound that was bitten by the snake.

A trace of golden light slowly flashed from the tentacles, and a faint fragrance broke into Yang Tao's nose.

Yang Tao stared at the little guy, his mind was spinning fast. The direct golden light is very weak, but it is constantly accumulating.

It is a golden drop of water, very small, quite small.

But the little guy seemed to be very painful. He didn't let it fall naturally at all. Instead, he directly shook the tentacles and touched the wound directly...