The endlessly chatting Ye Yunqing suddenly paused, this... this doesn't seem right?
Zhang Xingmin was also confused, looking at the mutated plant in Ye Yunqing's hand, he asked in doubt, "He wasn't wrong, the mucus of this creature is indeed corrosive, look at my clothes, they've already got several holes in them."
Song Zhuofan raised the weeds in his hand again.
Then Ye Yunqing and Zhang Xingmin watched as these creatures screamed and struggled in terror in Song Zhuofan's hands, but Song Zhuofan seemed completely oblivious.
He simply tied all the creatures together as if binding ropes, then with all his might, he snapped his hands, splitting all the creatures into two parts, which fell to the ground screaming in pain.
With each piercing scream, the life of these creatures quickly faded and eventually died, motionless.
Song Zhuofan's face, already beautiful, with pale skin and an unparalleled face, looked like a celestial being not tainted by the world.
