But at this moment, what surprised Yicheng was that he was no longer himself!

At this moment, Yicheng turned into an immature seed, and it was also an extremely ordinary weed seed!

Yicheng tried to exit this illusion, but found that he seemed powerless.

And the real feeling around him made Yi Chengdu a little confused.

Which one is a dream?

Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos!

At this moment, Yi Cheng was already lost: "Am I just a seed? Is this all a spring and autumn dream?"

The crisp chirping of birds and the fluttering bees and butterflies around him made Yicheng gradually believe that he was originally just a tiny weed seed!

"Even if it's a weed seed, I want to be the strongest weed!"

An unyielding will appeared, and Yicheng began to work hard to absorb the water from the roots and breathe the sunlight!

The sun rises and sets, warblers fly and grass grows. When the brothers around him are lazily basking in the sun, Yicheng still does not stop absorbing nutrients.

Life in spring and death in autumn is the fate of weeds.

The rhizome gradually loses water, and the sunlight gradually becomes thinner.

The brothers around him scattered one by one with the autumn wind and fell next to their mother.

But Yicheng is still proud and independent.

Yicheng's little heart felt a little satisfied at this time, waiting for the next autumn wind to fall into the soil.

In the spring breeze of the coming year, I will be the strongest weed in this valley.

twitter...

A group of hungry birds flew into the valley and began to peck at nearby grass seeds and insects.

"Go away, go away, go away..."

Yicheng roared in his heart and vented his anger on the birds around him.

But at this moment, he is just a weak weed seed. Not to mention a bird, even an ant can move itself into a hole and store it as food!

"No! No, no..."

Yicheng screamed in his heart, and a bird that looked disgusting to Yicheng finally found Yicheng.

Open your mouth and peck at Yicheng!

Yicheng was already desperate. He could even imagine that his future would be to be ground into powder by gravel in this guy's stomach, and then become a lump...

Yicheng could no longer imagine that he was working so hard just to become the poop of this hateful bird?

But at this moment, Yicheng was powerless to fight. His vision went dark and he lost consciousness!

...

In a daze, Yicheng woke up and seemed to be in a fresh valley.

It's just that there seems to be no aura around him, but Yicheng is very lucky to feel that he is still alive!

"Mmm, it smells so comfortable!"

Yicheng took a deep breath!

But when he noticed the environment he was in, he was immediately stunned.

"Damn it!" He was actually in a pile of poop, and the smell that made him feel comfortable just now was actually the smell of this little bird's poop.

Yicheng wanted to hold his breath, but found that he seemed powerless!

The autumn wind is bleak, and with the arrival of winter, snowflakes are also arriving one after another.

Yicheng was buried deep in the snow and fell into a deep sleep again!

The spring breeze blew by, and Yicheng seemed to open his sleepy eyes!

"Hahaha, I finally became a weed..."
Chapter completed!