Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 592 She's really popular

Over there, Qin Youyou was discussing the next steps with Ying Linlin.

Ying Linlin frowned: "No, although there are many seeds, they are not enough to fill such a large field. We need more seeds."

Qin Youyou nodded: "We need not only more seeds, but also more manpower."

So far, only four teams have received the seeds. How could such a small number of people possibly plant such a large field?

We need to find a way to trade with the teams that didn't get seeds.

"I'll go inside and see if I can get some seeds." Ying Linlin wasn't too sure if he could get the seeds, but he figured he could try.

Qin Youyou stopped him, saying, "I'll go."

Ying Linlin immediately stepped back: "Okay."

With the owner of the ruins making a move, this is a sure thing.

The grandparents of the Holy Knight faction said, "Flying Stick, let's go instead. We're too old to die."

Qin Youyou shook her head, smiling confidently: "Don't worry, I will definitely return with a full load."

Qin Youyou took a step and walked towards the small house.

All eyes were on her: "Doesn't she already have many seeds? Why would she take the risk?"

"Heh, and they have the nerve to say they'll come back with a full haul? What a boastful tone!"

Xiao Feiyun scratched his head: "Breath? Where does brother's breath come from?"

Everyone:...

These two siblings are both incredibly carefree.

Qin Youyou ignored those voices; she had already opened the interface for exchanging handsome men in her mind.

Just as her left foot was about to step across the threshold, a figure suddenly darted out from behind and shoved her.

No push.

The Star Clan who had made the underhanded move was taken aback. How could they not push him? His rank was even higher than that of a False God. How could he not even push a mere War God-level kid?

Just as I was wondering what was going on, the next moment, I saw the kid sway and fall straight into the house.

Star Clan Bro: ? ? ?

Something seems off?

Was he the one who pushed her when she fell? Why was there a slight delay?

Never mind, the result is exactly what he wanted.

Seeing the boy on the ground turn his head with a look of astonishment, the Star Clan member smiled sinisterly.

He mouthed, "Go to hell."

Several other Star Clan members also approached from a distance.

The flies stopped chasing them, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Their skin had several holes, which they could barely cover with their clothes, but they worried that they would be exposed sooner or later.

They harvested nothing in the previous level, so they must get the seeds as soon as possible to pass this level.

Having just lost a companion, they were extremely wary of the beings inside the house and even more worried that their Star Clan identities had been discovered. Therefore, they came up with a clever decision—to find a scapegoat to draw all the firepower of the gods inside the house, while they fished in troubled waters.

Mu Feigun seems to be very popular among the crowd, making him the most suitable candidate.

Seeing the boy approach, they didn't hesitate to push him into the room and make a commotion.

As long as the deity inside the house attacks Mu Feigun, that kid's close companions, friends, and classmates will certainly not let him be killed. Once the situation becomes chaotic, they will have a chance to steal the cloth bag from the deity's waist.

Sure enough, after Qin Youyou fell to the ground with a thud, Ling Er sat up abruptly inside the room: "Who, who dares to disturb my sleep?!"

He vanished from the bed in a flash and appeared in front of Qin Youyou, who was lying on the floor.

"It's you?"

A voice filled with anger rang out.

The Star Clan member who had pushed the person stood outside the door, smiling with satisfaction.

Make your move, Ancient God, make your move!

The hearts of everyone outside were in their throats at that moment.

"Brother Flying Stick!" The Lan brothers secretly gripped their mustard pouches, almost drawing their AK47s and flashlights.

Hua Yan'er and Mu Mei turned pale: "Flying Stick, classmate!"

Hua Xiange tensed up completely, inwardly calling out, "Flying Stick Master!"

The grandparents of the Holy Light Knights almost rushed out, but Ying Linlin stopped them: "Don't panic."

The grandparents stamped their feet, saying, "How can we not panic? Linlin, you don't know, Feigun'er is still just a child!"

Xiao Feiyun, Qin Jiyu, and the archaeology students immediately pulled out sunflower seeds and started crunching away while watching the show.

Several Star Clan members wore sinister smiles as they watched the god appear before Mu Feigun. Their tightly closed eyes trembled, and in the next instant, their palms rose.

"Let's fight," they thought to themselves.

He then looked at the crowd around him and saw their bewildered and panicked expressions, which made him even more smug. "Hurry up and make your move! Let things get chaotic!"

But when their gaze fell on Xiao Feiyun and the others, they were taken aback again.

Hmm? The art style seems off, let me take another look?

There's no time to see! The gods have already made their move!

"Snap!" A crisp sound!

A sharp whistling sound came from the air, and the hand was raised high, slapping hard at the grinning man who was pushing people.

Space collapsed under the immense force, and the Star Clan member, whose smile hadn't even had time to turn into astonishment, was quickly flattened, flattened again, until he was turned into a pancake and sent flying. Only his two squeezed-out eyeballs rolled to the ground.

The two eyeballs rolled and rolled until they reached the group of people, filled with terror.

Without the support of the Star Clan's life force, the eyeballs quickly rotted, turning into a pool of putrid liquid that seeped into the ground.

Seeing the change in those eyes, the remaining three Star Clan members all turned pale.

The eyes are of mixed race, but the emotions within them belong to their companions.

His companion was dead, and his eyeballs were rotting. Why did that god not punish Mu Feigun, but instead attack the person standing outside the threshold?

"What should we do?" The three Star Clan members were caught in a dilemma as they watched this scene unfold.

"He's made his move again!" everyone suddenly exclaimed.

As expected, the deity with his eyes closed reached out his hand to Qin Youyou once again.

The Star Clan member breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes gleaming: "Heh heh, she's dead!"

The Lan brothers could no longer tolerate it and brandished their AK47s and flashlights at Ling Er. The Holy Light Knights' grandparents bypassed Ying Linlin and rushed towards Qin Youyou, while Mu Mei and Hua Yan'er also rushed forward.

Hua Xiange paused for a moment, then gritted her teeth: "You really are indebted to those who take your money!"

He rushed forward as well.

In an instant, chaos erupted as countless attacks rained down on Ling Er, his body engulfed by smoke and a deluge of azure spiritual energy.

Qin Youyou's feet were suddenly grabbed. She wanted to struggle, but she was afraid of dragging the person behind her, so she let herself be dragged out.

Several Star Clan members slipped away in the chaos, attempting to steal the cloth bag from the god's waist.

They reached out and tried to pull at the cloth bag, thinking they had it in the bag, but they couldn't budge it an inch.

"The crime of theft, punishment: severed hand." The mocking voice of the god rang out.

The next moment, the Star Clan member's outstretched hand snapped off with a crack.

The purple bones inside were exposed.

The three Star Clan members were terrified. "Run! Run!"

They dared not linger and turned to run away.