Young Commander’s Supernatural Sweetheart

Chapter 53: Mother

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As the sound of the piano spreads, the plants in the space grow rapidly visible to the naked eye. The fruit trees continue to grow taller and denser; the vegetables mature in the blink of an eye and glow with emerald green color.

At this time, the soil where Mu Qingxin had just planted the seeds was shaking gently, as if something wanted to break out of the ground.

As if she had a telepathic connection, Mu Qingxin felt something strange in her heart. She felt something was about to come out. She sped up the playing on her hands, held her breath and focused her mind, bringing her consciousness to the highest point of the piano sound.

The light sound of the piano seemed to be shouting: "Come on, come on...", and the plants in the space were also swaying vigorously, as if they were also witnessing the efforts of this little guy.

With a soft "pop" sound, the soil cracked, and a small, tender yellow bud emerged from the soil. It seemed to be stretching its head to secretly check whether there was any danger in the surrounding environment. After a while, it was determined that there was no danger, and the air It likes the aura contained in it and the brisk sound of the piano, so it gently shakes its tiny head to the sound of the piano and strives to grow upward.

It stops growing until it reaches three inches long (nearly 10 centimeters).

Mu Qing suddenly stopped playing, put away the phoenix string with joy on her face, and quickly ran to the location of the seeds.

"Ah, it's really grown!" Mu Qingxin squatted in front of the little bud in surprise, looking at the little bud in front of her with a smile.

I saw small tender shoots with a hint of light blue in the tender yellow, and three slender branches grew out. The leaves were three-column shaped like fish scales, with zigzag edges and short spines.

Under Mu Qingxin's gaze, the little bud swayed gently, "Huh?" I've never seen a plant sway on its own, so I wouldn't be able to mutate it by growing it myself.

Mu Qingxin carefully reached out and touched the little bud. The short thorns on it were soft and tender. Under Mu Qingxin's caress, the little bud tilted its entire body towards her hand, as if I really enjoy the caressing... touch.

Seeing this, Mu Qing became interested and carefully stroked the three branches with her two hands, "The branches on these two sides seem to be your hands, haha..."

It seemed that he could understand, and the branches on both sides of the little buds swayed happily. "Can you understand what I said?" Mu Qingxin asked in a low voice.

The little bud waved more happily, Mu Qingxin... Touched the branch, closed her eyes and tried to connect with the little bud's spiritual power. However, after searching for a long time, she could not find the spiritual power belonging to the little bud. Mu Qing was discouraged. Open your eyes, why does the little sprout have no mental power

"hiss"

Suddenly there was a sting on her hand. Mu Qingxin looked down and found that her finger was pricked by a thorn on a small bud and was bleeding. The thorn seemed to be sucking her own blood. Mu Qingxin quickly retracted her hand.

"It was clearly soft just now, how could it prick my finger?" Mu Qing pressed her finger in confusion... Fortunately, it was about the size of a pinprick and there was no bleeding.

Mu Qingxin watched carefully as her blood followed the thorn just now and flowed downstream along the meridians of the bud and entered the root.

"Mother!"

Mu Qingxin suddenly heard a sound, which startled her. She quickly stood up and looked around, "Ni, it's so scary. It's been so long since I discovered the space, except for the fact that I can make sounds." I haven't heard any other sounds. What was it that I just heard

"Mother!"

"Drink! Who? Who is it?" Mu Qing's head was numb and she looked around warily.

"Mom, Mom, I'm in front of you, Mom, look down, Mom... Mom..."

Mu Qing looked around nervously to make sure there was no one, then looked down.

Five seconds later, one person and one young ya stared at the young ya with big eyes. Well, the young ya had no eyes. Only Mu Qingxin stared at the young ya with big eyes.